Very nice. The imagery? Intense. And you walked the perfect line in dark fic (IMHO); disturbing without being grotesque.

because his joy was wrapped up in fear of the baby getting sick or dying or not getting into Notre Dame or maybe not being able to stand in the sunlight like him or looking too much like his mother and what if his perfect, delicate skin was ever cut?

I LOVED this. So Angel. So any parent.