Blake's POV:

My favorite memory I have is the one where I first held him in my arms. He was the most beautiful baby I'd ever seen, and I'd never love another child like I loved him. I held him towards his mother, and her exhausted but happy smile showed that she thought all that she had gone through was worth it.

"What do you want to call our son, Blake?" Lily asked, her tired voice breaking the silence.

"How about Chase?" I inquired, hoping she'd like it. Our parents had both frowned upon us having a child at seventeen, but they didn't prevent it.

"I love it. I think I'm going to go to sleep now, Blake. I love you." Lily said.

"I love you too, Lily." I replied, pressing a kiss to her lips, before taking our baby from her arms, and holding him close while her eyes drifted shut.

"Chase, you have the most beautiful mother in the world." I whispered to our tiny son. Lily's heart was beating steadily, but I started to notice that occasionally it faltered. I briefly prayed that everything would be alright, that nothing bad would happen to Lily. I gently put Chase back in his plastic bed, and leaned back in the chair and fell asleep. When I woke up again, it was due to an erratic beeping noise, and a nurse rushed in.

"You need to leave the room." She hurriedly said. The area around Lily's bed became a frenzy of activity, and I was quickly ushered out of the room. Chase's bassinet came with me, and I sat in a hard plastic chair and held my little son. The nurse came out of the room, her face weary.

"Is Lily okay?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, but we couldn't save her." The nurse answered.

"What happened?" I asked, my entire body going numb.

"She had a heart attack." She replied.

"But-but…she was fine a few hours ago." I lamely said, sitting down hard in the chair.

"I'm sorry. You can go see her now, if you'd like." She said. I picked up baby Chase, and slowly walked into Lily's room. She was still and pale, her eyes closed as if she was asleep.

"What are we going to do now, Chase?" I whispered, looking down at our little son. I had never planned on raising our child without Lily, and now there was nothing I could do to bring her back. I called my parents, briefly explaining to them what had happened to Lily before asking them to come to the hospital. They agreed, and then I phoned Lily's parents. They came rushing over to the hospital, and ran into Lily's room, looking harried and rushed. Lily's mom had two different shoes on, and her dad's shirt was unbuttoned to show the t-shirt he had on underneath it. They stopped and stared at Lily, the paleness of her cheeks, and how peaceful she looked lying there. Then they looked at me, and our tiny son.

"Is that our grandson?" Lily's mom asked.

"He is. His name's Chase. Do you want to hold him?" I inquired. She nodded, and then took his small form in her arms. She cuddled him to her, the only part of her daughter that was still part of this world. My parents arrived then, their faces full of sadness for Lily's family. I took our son back from Lily's mom, and my mother went over and hugged her. My mom held out her arms, and I handed her our baby.

"He's beautiful." My mother whispered. She then looked at my father and I, and inclined her head towards the door. I put my hand on Lily's mom's shoulder briefly as I passed, and she nodded in acknowledgement. After we walked out of the hospital room, we settled in the chairs right outside.

"Blake, what are you going to do about Chase?" My Mother asked.

"I'm keeping him. I can't give him up, especially since Lily's gone. He's all I have left of her." I replied.

"We understand, Blake. That's why-well, your Father and I have been talking and we decided to help you take care of Chase while you finish high school and college." My Mom said.

"Really?" I whispered.

"Really, Blake." My Mom replied.

"Thanks, Mom, Dad." I said, and hugged them both. My Mom picked up Chase, and smiled down at him. I slumped into a chair, and breathed a sigh of relief. Lily being gone was a shock, but as long as Chase was safe, everything was fine.