EPILOGUE

The tiny cry woke me up from my nap.

I opened my eyes slowly and the first sight my eyes caught, made my heart leap in joy.

Dean was sitting on a rocking chair, with the baby in his hand…our daughter, and damn does she have a pair of lungs on her.

“Are you doing fine over there, daddy?” I asked with a smile as he hummed to her.

He lifted his eyes to me and grinned so widely my heart leaped again.

“I'm fine. She will quiet down soon enough.” He said, “Damon and Damian went out to grab some provision. They will be back soon.”

I nodded, resisting the urge to ask for the baby.

I could tell he was enjoying the time with her.

We were still at the hospital. Young Laura was born about twelve hours ago and that moment, the moment I heard her cry for the first time, was simply the best moment of my life.

The triplets were equally thrilled too. I don't believe I've ever seen their eyes carry as much love and joy as they had when they stared at our little bundle of joy.

Laura.

Named after the you