Nine Months
Disclaimer: These characters are owned by CBS and the CW network. I mean no
infringement of any sort and am only using the characters for personal enjoyment
and for others to enjoy as well!
DISCLAIMER: THIS FIC IS RATED M FOR LANGUAGE, CONSENSUAL SEX, AND REFERENCES
TO VIOLENCE. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, SCRAM! IT IS NOT MY JOB TO POLICE WHAT YOU ARE
READING! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT, SCRAM! I WON'T TOLERATE BULLYING!
A/N: So as you can probably tell, this fic is drawing to a close. I figure
about 1-2 more chapters, and then an epilogue.
#------------------------------------
Chapter 10
A new beginning....... a shattered past......and another new
beginning
They laid on their sides, her belly pressing tightly against his own. Vincent
stroked her naked back, a contented sigh escaping his lips. Catherine also
sighed, her head pillowed on his large bicep.
"Wow......" Catherine breathed out. Vincent chuckled.
"Is that a nod to my bedroom prowess, or just gratification that you finally
got me in your bed again? Cause, really......all you had to do before was ask. I
would have been more than happy to oblige," Vincent said, raising an eyebrow.
The bed rocked with Catherine's laughter. "Mighty confident in yourself,
aren't you?" she gasped out moments later. Vincent joined in, pulling her close.
Then, he sobered. He stared at her.
"If you want the truth, which I'm sure you do........" he started, and
Catherine tilted her head, watching him closer. "I was.......wavering in that
confidence the longer we were apart. I thought for sure that you wouldn't ever
forgive me."
Catherine sighed. Her hand reached up, and caressed his cheek. "I made
mistakes. I judged you unfairly, and I hurt both of us in the process. I denied
us both the opportunity to have all this months ago."
"We both made mistakes, Catherine. Don't take all that blame on
yourself."
She looked at the diamond on her ring finger. "I'm just glad we straightened
it all out between us. Otherwise, I would have missed out on this fabulous
rock you gave me," Catherine said with a cheeky grin.
"If that little stone is a "fabulous rock" to you, we have bigger
problems to deal with..." Vincent said, smirking.
Catherine looked at him through her lashes. "I don't need a huge rock."
"Good, cause I can't afford anything bigger," Vincent told her.
"Liar," Catherine whispered as she leaned forward, pursing her lips. Vincent
met her in the middle, and his lips met hers. They kissed slowly, enjoying each
other.
Moments later, Vincent pulled back, and rested his forehead against hers.
"Sometimes....I feel like I don't deserve you, Catherine Chandler."
"I thought the same thing when we first met," Catherine said, laying her hand
on his chest.
"What changed?" Vincent asked, curious.
Catherine smiled. "When you decked my father and ended up in jail for
it."
Vincent's eyes widened. "I thought you hated when I did that?"
"Hate may be too strong. Angry....yes. Hurt.....yes. But, you are the
father of my child. I never really hated you."
"Could have fooled me," Vincent muttered. Catherine playfully slapped him.
"Owww! Now that was uncalled for."
"I love you......" Catherine said, smiling.
"I love you, too....."
#---------------------
Heather decided to throw Catherine a Bridal/ Baby Shower. When Catherine
tried to argue, Heather told her that it was her job as her sister, so she
needed to let her have her way. Catherine had rolled her eyes, but gave in.
Catherine and Vincent had decided to get married a couple weeks after the
joint shower. Catherine would be about 8 months along. They wanted to be legally
man and wife before the baby came.
#-------------------------
The morning of the joint shower, Catherine got out of bed as quietly as
possible, trying hard not to wake Vincent, who had not gotten home until 3 am.
One of his patients had a complication after surgery, and Vincent had needed to
stay past his shift time.
Catherine dressed as quickly as her belly would allow, looking over her
shoulder at Vincent constantly. A mild twinge in her belly made her gasp
slightly. She looked at Vincent again, but he slept on. She finished getting dressed and went to the kitchen to grab something to
drink before she left. On the way out, she grabbed her keys and a jacket, just
in case and went down to the car. She drove downtown to the small building
Heather told her to come to. Catherine's hope was that Heather hadn't gone over
board with the whole thing.
When she pulled into the parking lot, she knew that had been a futile hope.
Dozens of cars were already parked, and a huge sign over the door shouted out,
"CONGRATULATIONS CATHERINE. HAPPY BABY/BRIDAL SHOWER" Just seeing that sign, she
knew Heather went over board. She just knew it. Just as she put the car in park,
her phone rang with Vincent's ringtone. She smiled and unlocked the screen,
looking at the message he left. "Have fun!! Love you!" She quickly typed
back that she had arrived in one piece and that she loved him. Putting her phone
in her purse, she got out of the car, and slowly made her way toward the
building.
At the door, she took a deep and fortifying breath. Another twinge caught her
off guard. She soothed her hand over her belly. "You behave in there, little
baby," she said quietly. As soon as she opened the door, she was visually
assaulted by a multitude of colorful balloons. Heather saw her come in, and
raced over to give her a huge hug. Catherine smiled when everyone began to tell
her congratulations and telling her how beautiful she looked. Looking around,
Catherine was surprised to see that everything was how she pictured it would be.
Heather had definitely gone over board, but at the same time, Catherine loved
everything about it. The last of the guests showed up after she did, and soon,
everyone was sitting down to eat all the scrumptious food that was laid out.
Catherine planned on taking home whatever was left over.
Everyone was having a great time, and Catherine felt proud and happy. Once
they were done eating, everyone sat down so Catherine could start opening the
multitude of gifts she received, when the door crashed open. Everyone jumped at
the sound, and looked toward the door. Thomas Chandler stumbled through, clearly
not sober. Heather rushed forward, but he waved her off. He pointed toward
Catherine, menace on his face.
"You!!" he exclaimed. Catherine stood up, as Thomas made his way closer to
her. He sneered when he saw her belly, and sneered harder when he saw the ring
on her finger. "Finally got some balls, did he?" he chuckled evilly.
Catherine stood her ground. Her chin came up. "What are you doing here,
Dad?"
He swayed in front of her. "Catherine, what do you think you are doing? I
don't approve of the man you are marrying. You should have gotten rid of that
baby as soon as you found out. You are nothing but a whore!" Catherine ignored
the gasps of the people around her. She clenched her jaw.
"Can I talk to you over there," she said, pointing away from the group.
"Now!" Catherine pulled her father over to the side.
"Catherine, I will not allow this," Thomas told her unceremoniously.
Catherine crossed her arms over her chest. "And what makes you think your
opinion matters to me anymore? You've made your feelings known many times over
the last few months."
"You hardly know this man you are about to marry. You don't know what he is
capable of. He is just using you," Thomas told her. Catherine rolled her eyes,
as her stomach started to cramp. She brushed it off, and railed at her father.
"Vincent is the father of my baby and I love him! He isn't Mom! He loves me,
and would never do anything to hurt me." I am an adult, so I don't need your
approval for anything I do with my life. I will marry him like we have planned,
since the day we got engaged."
"Your mother cheated on me with your father!" Thomas burst out. Catherine's
eyes widened.
"What? What are you talking about? Mom was already pregnant with me when you
got married."
"After you were born, she left me for a time, and went back to him.
The bitch dumped you on me, to go play house with that man. Then,
after he dumped her a second time, she came crawling back to me. And, like a
jackass, I took her back! I don't want the same thing to happen to you. You know
nothing about him!"
"Just because Mom did that to you, doesn't mean Vincent would ever do that to
me! If anything, I pushed him away, because of his fight with you! I was
miserable for 3 months, because I was too stubborn to admit that I was wrong.
I'm not MOM!" she finished on a screech.
Thomas scoffed. "Time will tell, and when he shows his true colors, don't say
I didn't warn you. You're the fool marrying a stranger like that." Thomas turned
and stormed out the door. Catherine took several deep breaths, before turning to
make her way back toward her guests. She had only taken a few steps, when her
eyes widened and she gasped. Her hand cradled her belly. Heather raced toward
her, realizing something was wrong. She grasped her other hand.
"Cat, are you okay?" Catherine looked at Heather.
"Grab my phone, please. Heather hurry!"
"What's wrong?"
"I think I'm going into early labor. I'm having contractions. Hurry Heather,
please." Heather ran and grabbed the phone out of Catherine's bag and the rest
of their things. Several of the guests told her not to worry, that they would
clean up everything. Catherine nodded, dialing Vincent as she and Heather made
it out the door. Her father was no where in sight, for which Catherine was
grateful. Vincent's voicemail picked up and Catherine told him to meet them at
the Hospital. She hung up and Heather helped her into the passenger side of her
car. Heather raced around to the driver's side, and was starting the car when
Catherine's phone rang. It was Vincent.
"Vincent, I need you to meet us at the Hospital."
"Are you alright?" Vincent asked, his concern washing over her in waves.
"I'm in labor. The baby's coming......"
"What!!?? You're a month early! Are you sure?"
Another twinge hit, and with that twinge, Catherine felt wetness between her
legs. "Yup, pretty sure. My water just broke."
She heard him gathering things. "I'm on the way. I'll be there soon. I love
you."
"I love you, too." Catherine hung up the phone and was happy to see the
Hospital in the distance. They pulled up at the Emergency Room doors, and
Heather jumped out of the car, racing inside. A minute later, a nurse came out
with a wheelchair, and they loaded Catherine into it. They raced toward the
elevators, and the nurse was just about to push the button, when Vincent zoomed
in the door. "Vincent!" Catherine cried. He kissed her, as the doors closed.
Once on the Maternity floor, they got Catherine in a room, and she changed into
a hospital gown, before laying on the bed. Vincent held her hand as they hooked
her up to a fetal monitor and quickly checked her dilation.
"Four and a half centimeters," she was told. "Sit tight and your doctor will
be here soon," the nurse said kindly, before turning to leave.
Vincent brushed the hair back from her face. "How are you feeling?"
"My dad caused this. He showed up at the shower."
Vincent was angry. "Did he hurt you?"
"No, he didn't. He was drunk and told me what a mistake I'm making. He told
me that my Mom cheated on him after I was born, and he thinks you will do the
same thing to me. He thinks I'm making a mistake and that I don't know you like
I should first."
"He's wrong, Catherine. I wouldn't do that to you. Ever!" Vincent told her.
Just then, another contraction hit her and she grabbed Vincent's hand. Once the
contraction ended, she breathed out deeply.
"I know that, Vincent. I never once thought you would."
The next few hours went by quickly. Catherine was cursing Vincent for putting
her in this position, telling him he would never touch her again. Vincent just
held her hand, and soothed her when the pain became too much. Catherine was soon
at full dilation, and her doctor told her it was time to push. Vincent helped
sit her up, and Catherine strained to push the small body out of her. Soon, the
head was out. Catherine fell back for a moment, breathing heavily. The doctor
told her to push again, and she did, soon feeling relief as the baby slid out of
her.
A loud cry filled the air. "It's a girl!!"
Catherine and Vincent smiled at each other. Vincent had tears in his eyes. "A
girl...." he whispered.
"Do you want to cut the cord, Dr. Keller? Or, should I say Daddy?" the doctor
said, winking. Vincent walked over, cutting the cord. He looked down at his
daughter, before looking at Catherine.
"My two favorite girls...." he breathed out. "She looks like you
Catherine...."
Once the baby was cleaned and measured, the nurse wrapped her in a blanket,
and placed her in Catherine's arms. Vincent's hand came up to cup the little
ones head. Catherine grinned as she saw her daughter. She looked at Vincent with
a watery smile. "She's perfect."
"Do you have a name picked out for the little beauty?" one of the nurses
asked. She had Catherine's chart in her hand. Catherine smiled at Vincent. They
hadn't really discussed it, but Vincent told her whatever she picked was fine
with him.
"Vanessa," Catherine said. "Vanessa Michelle Keller."
Vincent grinned. "I love it," he said, placing a gentle kiss on Vanessa's
head.
The nurse smiled. "Beautiful. I'll fill out all the information." She left
the room, leaving the new parents to themselves for a bit.
"Do you want to hold her, Vincent?" Catherine asked. Vincent's hands were
lifting the baby before Catherine was done asking. She chuckled as she saw how
much of a puddle Vincent melted into. She knew then that Vanessa and any
siblings she got were going to be the luckiest kids on the planet.
"I love both of you.....so much," Vincent said, as he nuzzled Vanessa's neck.
She squirmed a little, and opened her little eyes. Vincent smiled. "Hello little
one. I'm your daddy, and I am so proud of your mommy right now. You are so
beautiful."
Catherine smiled at her little family. Maybe the beginning had been a bit
unusual, but she knew they were nowhere near the end of their story.
#----------------
Disclaimer: These characters are owned by CBS and the CW network. I mean no
infringement of any sort and am only using the characters for personal enjoyment
and for others to enjoy as well!
DISCLAIMER: THIS FIC IS RATED M FOR LANGUAGE, CONSENSUAL SEX, AND REFERENCES
TO VIOLENCE. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, SCRAM! IT IS NOT MY JOB TO POLICE WHAT YOU ARE
READING! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT, SCRAM! I WON'T TOLERATE BULLYING!
A/N: So as you can probably tell, this fic is drawing to a close. I figure
about 1-2 more chapters, and then an epilogue.
#------------------------------------
Chapter 10
A new beginning....... a shattered past......and another new
beginning
They laid on their sides, her belly pressing tightly against his own. Vincent
stroked her naked back, a contented sigh escaping his lips. Catherine also
sighed, her head pillowed on his large bicep.
"Wow......" Catherine breathed out. Vincent chuckled.
"Is that a nod to my bedroom prowess, or just gratification that you finally
got me in your bed again? Cause, really......all you had to do before was ask. I
would have been more than happy to oblige," Vincent said, raising an eyebrow.
The bed rocked with Catherine's laughter. "Mighty confident in yourself,
aren't you?" she gasped out moments later. Vincent joined in, pulling her close.
Then, he sobered. He stared at her.
"If you want the truth, which I'm sure you do........" he started, and
Catherine tilted her head, watching him closer. "I was.......wavering in that
confidence the longer we were apart. I thought for sure that you wouldn't ever
forgive me."
Catherine sighed. Her hand reached up, and caressed his cheek. "I made
mistakes. I judged you unfairly, and I hurt both of us in the process. I denied
us both the opportunity to have all this months ago."
"We both made mistakes, Catherine. Don't take all that blame on
yourself."
She looked at the diamond on her ring finger. "I'm just glad we straightened
it all out between us. Otherwise, I would have missed out on this fabulous
rock you gave me," Catherine said with a cheeky grin.
"If that little stone is a "fabulous rock" to you, we have bigger
problems to deal with..." Vincent said, smirking.
Catherine looked at him through her lashes. "I don't need a huge rock."
"Good, cause I can't afford anything bigger," Vincent told her.
"Liar," Catherine whispered as she leaned forward, pursing her lips. Vincent
met her in the middle, and his lips met hers. They kissed slowly, enjoying each
other.
Moments later, Vincent pulled back, and rested his forehead against hers.
"Sometimes....I feel like I don't deserve you, Catherine Chandler."
"I thought the same thing when we first met," Catherine said, laying her hand
on his chest.
"What changed?" Vincent asked, curious.
Catherine smiled. "When you decked my father and ended up in jail for
it."
Vincent's eyes widened. "I thought you hated when I did that?"
"Hate may be too strong. Angry....yes. Hurt.....yes. But, you are the
father of my child. I never really hated you."
"Could have fooled me," Vincent muttered. Catherine playfully slapped him.
"Owww! Now that was uncalled for."
"I love you......" Catherine said, smiling.
"I love you, too....."
#---------------------
Heather decided to throw Catherine a Bridal/ Baby Shower. When Catherine
tried to argue, Heather told her that it was her job as her sister, so she
needed to let her have her way. Catherine had rolled her eyes, but gave in.
Catherine and Vincent had decided to get married a couple weeks after the
joint shower. Catherine would be about 8 months along. They wanted to be legally
man and wife before the baby came.
#-------------------------
The morning of the joint shower, Catherine got out of bed as quietly as
possible, trying hard not to wake Vincent, who had not gotten home until 3 am.
One of his patients had a complication after surgery, and Vincent had needed to
stay past his shift time.
Catherine dressed as quickly as her belly would allow, looking over her
shoulder at Vincent constantly. A mild twinge in her belly made her gasp
slightly. She looked at Vincent again, but he slept on. She finished getting dressed and went to the kitchen to grab something to
drink before she left. On the way out, she grabbed her keys and a jacket, just
in case and went down to the car. She drove downtown to the small building
Heather told her to come to. Catherine's hope was that Heather hadn't gone over
board with the whole thing.
When she pulled into the parking lot, she knew that had been a futile hope.
Dozens of cars were already parked, and a huge sign over the door shouted out,
"CONGRATULATIONS CATHERINE. HAPPY BABY/BRIDAL SHOWER" Just seeing that sign, she
knew Heather went over board. She just knew it. Just as she put the car in park,
her phone rang with Vincent's ringtone. She smiled and unlocked the screen,
looking at the message he left. "Have fun!! Love you!" She quickly typed
back that she had arrived in one piece and that she loved him. Putting her phone
in her purse, she got out of the car, and slowly made her way toward the
building.
At the door, she took a deep and fortifying breath. Another twinge caught her
off guard. She soothed her hand over her belly. "You behave in there, little
baby," she said quietly. As soon as she opened the door, she was visually
assaulted by a multitude of colorful balloons. Heather saw her come in, and
raced over to give her a huge hug. Catherine smiled when everyone began to tell
her congratulations and telling her how beautiful she looked. Looking around,
Catherine was surprised to see that everything was how she pictured it would be.
Heather had definitely gone over board, but at the same time, Catherine loved
everything about it. The last of the guests showed up after she did, and soon,
everyone was sitting down to eat all the scrumptious food that was laid out.
Catherine planned on taking home whatever was left over.
Everyone was having a great time, and Catherine felt proud and happy. Once
they were done eating, everyone sat down so Catherine could start opening the
multitude of gifts she received, when the door crashed open. Everyone jumped at
the sound, and looked toward the door. Thomas Chandler stumbled through, clearly
not sober. Heather rushed forward, but he waved her off. He pointed toward
Catherine, menace on his face.
"You!!" he exclaimed. Catherine stood up, as Thomas made his way closer to
her. He sneered when he saw her belly, and sneered harder when he saw the ring
on her finger. "Finally got some balls, did he?" he chuckled evilly.
Catherine stood her ground. Her chin came up. "What are you doing here,
Dad?"
He swayed in front of her. "Catherine, what do you think you are doing? I
don't approve of the man you are marrying. You should have gotten rid of that
baby as soon as you found out. You are nothing but a whore!" Catherine ignored
the gasps of the people around her. She clenched her jaw.
"Can I talk to you over there," she said, pointing away from the group.
"Now!" Catherine pulled her father over to the side.
"Catherine, I will not allow this," Thomas told her unceremoniously.
Catherine crossed her arms over her chest. "And what makes you think your
opinion matters to me anymore? You've made your feelings known many times over
the last few months."
"You hardly know this man you are about to marry. You don't know what he is
capable of. He is just using you," Thomas told her. Catherine rolled her eyes,
as her stomach started to cramp. She brushed it off, and railed at her father.
"Vincent is the father of my baby and I love him! He isn't Mom! He loves me,
and would never do anything to hurt me." I am an adult, so I don't need your
approval for anything I do with my life. I will marry him like we have planned,
since the day we got engaged."
"Your mother cheated on me with your father!" Thomas burst out. Catherine's
eyes widened.
"What? What are you talking about? Mom was already pregnant with me when you
got married."
"After you were born, she left me for a time, and went back to him.
The bitch dumped you on me, to go play house with that man. Then,
after he dumped her a second time, she came crawling back to me. And, like a
jackass, I took her back! I don't want the same thing to happen to you. You know
nothing about him!"
"Just because Mom did that to you, doesn't mean Vincent would ever do that to
me! If anything, I pushed him away, because of his fight with you! I was
miserable for 3 months, because I was too stubborn to admit that I was wrong.
I'm not MOM!" she finished on a screech.
Thomas scoffed. "Time will tell, and when he shows his true colors, don't say
I didn't warn you. You're the fool marrying a stranger like that." Thomas turned
and stormed out the door. Catherine took several deep breaths, before turning to
make her way back toward her guests. She had only taken a few steps, when her
eyes widened and she gasped. Her hand cradled her belly. Heather raced toward
her, realizing something was wrong. She grasped her other hand.
"Cat, are you okay?" Catherine looked at Heather.
"Grab my phone, please. Heather hurry!"
"What's wrong?"
"I think I'm going into early labor. I'm having contractions. Hurry Heather,
please." Heather ran and grabbed the phone out of Catherine's bag and the rest
of their things. Several of the guests told her not to worry, that they would
clean up everything. Catherine nodded, dialing Vincent as she and Heather made
it out the door. Her father was no where in sight, for which Catherine was
grateful. Vincent's voicemail picked up and Catherine told him to meet them at
the Hospital. She hung up and Heather helped her into the passenger side of her
car. Heather raced around to the driver's side, and was starting the car when
Catherine's phone rang. It was Vincent.
"Vincent, I need you to meet us at the Hospital."
"Are you alright?" Vincent asked, his concern washing over her in waves.
"I'm in labor. The baby's coming......"
"What!!?? You're a month early! Are you sure?"
Another twinge hit, and with that twinge, Catherine felt wetness between her
legs. "Yup, pretty sure. My water just broke."
She heard him gathering things. "I'm on the way. I'll be there soon. I love
you."
"I love you, too." Catherine hung up the phone and was happy to see the
Hospital in the distance. They pulled up at the Emergency Room doors, and
Heather jumped out of the car, racing inside. A minute later, a nurse came out
with a wheelchair, and they loaded Catherine into it. They raced toward the
elevators, and the nurse was just about to push the button, when Vincent zoomed
in the door. "Vincent!" Catherine cried. He kissed her, as the doors closed.
Once on the Maternity floor, they got Catherine in a room, and she changed into
a hospital gown, before laying on the bed. Vincent held her hand as they hooked
her up to a fetal monitor and quickly checked her dilation.
"Four and a half centimeters," she was told. "Sit tight and your doctor will
be here soon," the nurse said kindly, before turning to leave.
Vincent brushed the hair back from her face. "How are you feeling?"
"My dad caused this. He showed up at the shower."
Vincent was angry. "Did he hurt you?"
"No, he didn't. He was drunk and told me what a mistake I'm making. He told
me that my Mom cheated on him after I was born, and he thinks you will do the
same thing to me. He thinks I'm making a mistake and that I don't know you like
I should first."
"He's wrong, Catherine. I wouldn't do that to you. Ever!" Vincent told her.
Just then, another contraction hit her and she grabbed Vincent's hand. Once the
contraction ended, she breathed out deeply.
"I know that, Vincent. I never once thought you would."
The next few hours went by quickly. Catherine was cursing Vincent for putting
her in this position, telling him he would never touch her again. Vincent just
held her hand, and soothed her when the pain became too much. Catherine was soon
at full dilation, and her doctor told her it was time to push. Vincent helped
sit her up, and Catherine strained to push the small body out of her. Soon, the
head was out. Catherine fell back for a moment, breathing heavily. The doctor
told her to push again, and she did, soon feeling relief as the baby slid out of
her.
A loud cry filled the air. "It's a girl!!"
Catherine and Vincent smiled at each other. Vincent had tears in his eyes. "A
girl...." he whispered.
"Do you want to cut the cord, Dr. Keller? Or, should I say Daddy?" the doctor
said, winking. Vincent walked over, cutting the cord. He looked down at his
daughter, before looking at Catherine.
"My two favorite girls...." he breathed out. "She looks like you
Catherine...."
Once the baby was cleaned and measured, the nurse wrapped her in a blanket,
and placed her in Catherine's arms. Vincent's hand came up to cup the little
ones head. Catherine grinned as she saw her daughter. She looked at Vincent with
a watery smile. "She's perfect."
"Do you have a name picked out for the little beauty?" one of the nurses
asked. She had Catherine's chart in her hand. Catherine smiled at Vincent. They
hadn't really discussed it, but Vincent told her whatever she picked was fine
with him.
"Vanessa," Catherine said. "Vanessa Michelle Keller."
Vincent grinned. "I love it," he said, placing a gentle kiss on Vanessa's
head.
The nurse smiled. "Beautiful. I'll fill out all the information." She left
the room, leaving the new parents to themselves for a bit.
"Do you want to hold her, Vincent?" Catherine asked. Vincent's hands were
lifting the baby before Catherine was done asking. She chuckled as she saw how
much of a puddle Vincent melted into. She knew then that Vanessa and any
siblings she got were going to be the luckiest kids on the planet.
"I love both of you.....so much," Vincent said, as he nuzzled Vanessa's neck.
She squirmed a little, and opened her little eyes. Vincent smiled. "Hello little
one. I'm your daddy, and I am so proud of your mommy right now. You are so
beautiful."
Catherine smiled at her little family. Maybe the beginning had been a bit
unusual, but she knew they were nowhere near the end of their story.
#----------------