Two years before Nina is born.

Tom Barnaby sits at home with a sleeping 3 month old Cully within his arms watching TV while his wife; Joyce Barnaby is at the doctors. His pale blue eyes gazed over the moving pictures of the TV but his thoughts were somewhere else. He never thought that one child would be enough; he wanted a second one, to give Cully company and just to have a bigger family. Joyce has been saying she may be Pregnant again so that's the reason why she's at the doctors. He was nervous, he was hoping that it was good news when she came home. He hugged the sleeping Cully in his arms and kissed her slightly hairy head. He had never been happier when Joyce gave birth to Cully but they both agreed to another one. He glanced at the clock; 7:05pm.

Sighing, he stood up keeping his hand under the youngsters' rump and kept her head in the crook of his neck. He strolled up stairs and placed the 3 months old baby in her cot. He kissed her forehead and placed a thin blanket over her. He turned round and spotted her teddy they got her when she was born sitting on top of shelf. He pads around the room, picking it up off of the shelf. As he places it back into the cot with Cully he hears door open and slam shut.

"TOM!" A distressed call came from downstairs. Tom sprints downstairs to see Joyce with tears rolling down her face. "Joyce? What's wrong?" He asked rushed, fear filling his body.

"I can't have another."

"What?"

"I can't have any more children Tom, I'm so sorry." With that Joyce burst into more tears. Tom pulled his wife into a hug and kept her there within his arms. A few tears roll down his face at the thought of not having another child.

Tom was happy with Cully but the thought of not having another child killed him. He wanted a bigger family, Joyce agreed with him. "Let's keep trying." Joyce whispered.

"What?" Tom replied confused.

"Let's keep trying, for another child."

"Even though you've been told you can't have another child?"

"Yes, Please Tom, I know you really want another child."

Tom couldn't think, He was so upset that they've been told that they couldn't have another one. So what was the point in trying? Would never hurt to keep trying. Maybe fate would be on their side, who knows. He soon came up with his answer;

"All right. We will"

With that, Joyces' face light up with happiness.

Two years later

"TOM!" A cry ran through the house.

"What is it Joyce?" He called back from his office.

"Look after Cully, I'm going out!"

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No it's okay, I can take care of myself you know!"

"Yes I do know but I'm just worried, can't blame me."

"Oh shut up and look after Cully, be back soon!"

"All right!" Tom replied confused. He strolled out of his office and strolled downstairs towards the living room where Cully was playing with her dolls. "Hello, you" He says in his 'Daddy voice'

"Dada!" Cully shouts from the floor, crawling over to her dad. Cully was now two years old and an spitting image of her mother. Tom smiled at the thought of how they looked so alike. He was so happy with his life. A well paid job, a house to live in and an amazing Family.

Joyce was gone for about 2 hours before she returned. Tom walked to meet her with Cully on his shoulders. Joyce was grinning from ear to ear when she saw Tom. "You may need to put Cully down, I have some news to tell you"

Confused, He placed Cully on the floor with her toys and stood in front of Joyce. Joyce grasped his hands and placed them on her lower stomach. "I'm pregnant"

Toms eyes widened and his heart stopped. "Say that again?"

"I'm pregnant Tom, We're having another child."

With that Tom was grinning, he picked Joyce up and spun her round. He couldn't believe what he had heard. His dreams had come true. The smile never left his face all night and wouldn't until the baby was born.

Nine months later.

Tom waited nervously in the waiting room with Cully while Joyce was giving birth to the newest member. Tom sighed and tightened his grip on Cully, He and Joyce kept the gender of the baby a surprise. A few hours later a male doctor came in; "Mr Barnaby?"

Tom stood up with Cully in his arms fast asleep. "Yes?"

"It's time to meet your new family member."

Tom smiles as he strolled into the room where Joyce was laying in bed with a bunch of pink towels in her arms. Joyce looks up with her tired eyes and smiled. "We have a little baby girl, Tom."

Tom rushed over to see the new born baby. He placed Cully beside her mother while she slept and took his new daughter off of Joyce. He sat down on the chair next to Joyce's bed. He looked down at the bundle. Instantly falling in love with what was in his arms. A gorgeous baby girl. Her pale blue eyes sparkled up at him. A smile reached Toms face without him noticing, he couldn't take his eyes off of his new born daughter. Tears began to rise up in his eyes, he was so happy.

"What about a name Tom?" Joyce asked while stroking Cully's blonde hair.

"What do you think?" he asked back.

"I think you should name her."

"Why?"

"I can tell just by looking at you two now that she will be a Daddy's girl. You name her."

"How about..." He thought for a bit. "Nina"

"Nina?"

"Nina Barnaby"

"Nina Barnaby... I love it"

Tom kissed Nina's forehead, causing her to reach up and place her hand on his cheek. "Welcome to the family, Nina"