At last, everyone's gone home and now I finally get to hold him.
Abby's fast asleep, she's completely worn out. I don't blame her, she's had a rough day. First she got shot by her own brother, who was then eaten by a baby Haast's eagle. And she's spent the last three hours trying to give birth to our own baby, the one I'm holding in my arms now, Nick.
Now that I get to hold him and have a proper look at him, I see so much there. He's got my hair (bonus), and Abby's face (double bonus). And when he gets a bit older, I'm sure that he'll be just as smart as his old man. And I bet that he'll be able to kick some butt too like Abby. He hasn't really opened his eyes yet though, not properly anyway. Oh wait, hang on...here they come, he's opening them.
Oh my, what beautiful eyes. Not my brown ones, a bit more like Abby's sea greens, but not exactly like them either. Nick has these baby blue eyes, Abby will be pleased, she always said she wanted our baby to have baby blue eyes. And now I can see why, I swear I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life. Not just those eyes, but everything about Nick, beautiful. And I'm just so glad that he's my son, so proud to be his father.
You know, looking back, when I first got into all of this, I never thought that any of this could happen. Not just the anomalies and the creatures, but also what I've been through. Back then, my whole world was about Blake 7 and Star Wars and pepperoni pizza. I never thought for one minute that I'd ever fall in love (with a real person that is, not Buffy the Vampire Slayer). I never thought I'd meet someone like Abby, the only person I ever thought I'd marry was Princess Leia, and I never, ever dreamed I would ever be a dad, especially not to a kid like Nick.
I guess that in short, I never thought I'd be part of a family.