Victoria lay on her bed exhausted. I had been a long night for her, Victor, and the doctor.
Victor appeared in the doorway, holding the newest member of the Van Dort family. His hair hung untidily in his face and he had dark circles under his eyes. But he was smiling as he crossed the room to Victoria's bed. He placed thier tiny new born daughter into her arms, sitting on the bed next to her and putting his arm around her shoulders.
Victoria looked lovingly down at her daughter. The baby had a face just like Victoria's, but her eyes and small thatch of hair were Victor's. Leaning against Victor, Victoria said "She still needs a name."
She and Victor looked fist at thier daughter, then each other. They said their daughter's name at the same time, no doubt in their voices.
"Emily."