A/N: Hello~ So I posted this about a week ago for Gothamgirl28's b-day. Un-beta'd.


Tom looked down at the small bundle in his arms. She's so small, he thought in awe. "Beautiful," he whispered as he stroked a finger against his daughter's cheek.

Sybil hummed her agreement as she burrowed her head into the crook of his neck. She felt utterly exhausted, her eyes feeling heavy but she resisted sleep. How could she sleep now that they were finally able to hold their daughter?

Tom finally pulled his eyes away from their daughter and glanced at his wife. She looked so tired. Kissing her on the forehead he kept his lips on her skin as he said, "You should sleep."

She shook her head. "No not yet. I want to look at her for a while longer."

Her husband frowned, "Love we have all the time in the world to look at her but right now you need to rest. Remember what the midwife said?" Sybil groaned.

They had had met their midwife two months ago in France when they had thought Sybil had gone into labor early.

Their midwife Isobel, with her kind yet opinionated temperate, had easily made friends with Mr. and Mrs. Branson and agreed to secrecy on her newest patient occupation and location.

"She didn't say I had to sleep now."

Tom chuckled despite himself, "It was implied love."

Sybil reached up and stroked the soft wisps of hair on her head. She could already see so much of Tom in their little girl. "How about this, I'll go to sleep after we give our newest crew member a name."

Tom smiled. "Alright."

Sybil sighed, "I know we said we liked the names Elizabeth or Orlaith for a girl but…"

"But they don't seemed to suit her do they?" Tom finished. He could feel her nodding against his neck. Pondering Tom said, "What about Katie?"

Sybil shook her head. "Nora?" She tried.

"As much as I loved my gran she doesn't look like a Nora." Pausing for a moment he looked outside the window at the dark sky. There was no moon today, the only light shining at the sea coming from the stars. "How do feel about the name Moira?"

"Moira?" Sybil repeated back as she mulled over the name. It had a certain ring to it.

Staring down at his daughter he replied, "It means star of the sea."