William helped his son bring in boxes out of the moving truck.

"Are you sure that you want to move in here?" He asked, trying to hide his fear of his son leaving.

"I'm sure. I missed out on enough family time." Spencer said, setting his box down in the living room. This was his last box in a series of ten.

William smiled. "I'm glad. And to welcome you home, I have a surprise from myself and your mother."

His eyes brightened. "What is it?"

"Come with me and I'll show you."

Spencer looked at the room in wonder. It was an oversized nursery. The crib was in one corner, with a changing table in the other. There was a shiny white rocking chair, a brown toy chest, a tiny white bookshelf overflowing with books, a closet across the room, and adjacent to that was a dresser full of onesies and footie pajamas. To Spencer, it was like a dream.

He hugged his father, much to William's hidden delight.

"Thank you." It was a genuine and happy phrase. William smiled.

"You're welcome. But you have to listen carefully to me, Spencer. This room is only for you, Mommy, and I to go in. Mommy and I both have keys, and we'll make you one within the week. When nobody's home, this room has to be locked. If anyone you know comes over, your room is the one down the hall from the master suite. You have to promise me that you'll follow these rules, otherwise we'll take the key away. Do you understand?" It was of the utmost importance that they kept this within family only, for fear of those who weren't so forgiving finding out.

To him, the rules seemed fair enough.

"Yes, Daddy."

"Are you ready to go see Mommy?"

"Yes!"

William laughed. "Alright. Let's go."

Diana was busy journaling in her room when they arrived.

Spencer came in first. "Mommy!"

Diana smiled and shut her journal, then opened her arms for her son who flew into them.

"Hi, baby. How are you today?" She kissed his cheek. He giggled.

"Good."

"Did you like your surprise?"

He nodded vigorously. She laughed. It was a sound he seldom heard, and he loved it. She smiled up at her husband.

"And how are you, Mr. Reid?"

"Wonderful now that you're here Mrs. Reid."

They shared a kiss and talked for a few minutes before simultaneously turning their attention to their son.

It was late afternoon, and Spencer yawned. Diana tried to hide her smile.

"Are you tired, baby?" He nodded, and walked over to the couch in her room, sucking his thumb. They both tucked him in and let him fall asleep before indulging in a make out session.

They whispered quietly to each other, holding hands and wrapping their arms around one another. They stayed this way for two hours before Spencer woke up.

Diana went over to him and stroked his hair. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?"

A tired smile was all the response she got. He made a soft cooing sound and reached up to his mother. Diana plucked him up and cradled him to her chest, giving him several kisses until he giggled. She grinned.

"I love seeing that smile."

His grin only widened. William sat with them, smiling at his son as he put his hand on his wife's shoulder. For an instant they were the spitting image of the perfect family. Diana turned to her son.

"Do you need a change, baby?"

He nodded. Diana kissed her husband before whisking her son away into the bathroom. Spencer slipped his thumb into his mouth, smiling. He yawned, and it was one of the most precious things Diana had ever seen. She kissed him and took him back out to his father.

William couldn't help but smile at the sight of his wife and son. His love for them knew no bounds. Spending time with them was one of the most important things he could do. He handed his son his beloved teddy bear, which Spencer nuzzled happily.

"Do you want a bottle, sweetheart?" Asked Diana. He nodded. "I'll go fix it for you." When she went to get up, William put a hand on her shoulder.

"I'll get it for you." Diana smiled and pecked her husband on the cheek.

"Thanks, honey."

"Sure."

Spencer inhaled his mother's scent and was comforted by it. Diana put his pacifier in his mouth, and he suckled on it greedily. The sound was music to Diana's ears. She hummed a pleasant tune as her son cuddled his favorite stuffed animal. William was back a few minutes later, and Spencer was excited to have a bottle.

"Do you want Mommy or Daddy to feed you?" Asked Diana.

Spencer considered this for a moment, then put his pacifier out of his mouth.

"I want Daddy."

Those three words, so simple and unassuming to most, made William's heart soar with pride. He was finally doing something right by his family. Spencer laid in his father's lap and snuggled close to him.

He was pleasantly surprised by how Spencer was taking to him. His son was completely relaxed in his lap. William ran his fingers through Spencer's hair, calming him even further. His emotions, normally so erratic and overwhelming, were nearly nonexistent. He was floating in an ocean of calm.

Diana, so proud of her boys, just smiled. She loved them both so much, and seeing them together made her heart swell with happiness. Despite her illness, she considered herself a blessed woman. Her family was perfect. It may have taken years to pick up the pieces of her life, but she knew that it had only made her family stronger in the end.

When visiting hours were over, Spencer said goodbye to his mother before going back to his new home. William tucked his son into his crib, and Spencer squirmed happily.

"Goodnight, Spencer."

"Goodnight, Daddy."

He flicked the light off, and Spencer was left to watch the mobile spin over his head until he fell into a deep sleep.