1:56 AM. He was wide awake. He glanced down at his wife wrapped tightly in his arms, thankful she seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Unfortunately the same couldn't be said for him, he was on edge and sleep seemed nowhere in sight tonight.
2:45 AM. Shifting slightly onto his back, he reached for the monitor that sat on the table next his side of the bed. He'd insisted on it being set there instead of by her and after a large eye roll from his pretty wife, she'd relented. He clutched the monitor tightly in his hand and held it up to his ear, listening for any sign that something may be wrong.
3:19 AM. He was no closer to sleep than he'd been an hour ago. But a small sound caught his attention and he sat straight up in bed, pushing the monitor right up against his ear. There- there it was again. He shot out of bed and raced into the next room. Silently, he peered into the beautiful dark wood crib that sat in the corner of the room.
There, sleeping peacefully was the best 25th birthday present he ever could've hoped for- the most beautiful baby girl in the entire world- three day old Isabella Faith Hudson.
Beautiful tan skin, a head of dark hair, long eyelashes that laid against her delicate cheeks and if she were to open them, big chocolate brown eyes, much like his own. She was perfect- ten fingers, ten toes and not marred by the world in any way, shape or form. She'd never been hurt, her heart never broken and he wanted to keep her that way, wrapped in this perfect bubble for the rest of her life.
She shifted slightly in her sleep, making a small noise similar to the one that had drawn him in here in the first place. He leaned gently on the side of her crib, and just watched.
4:10 AM. Rachel shifted in her sleep, but woke when she realized the familiar blanket of heat that always surrounded her was missing. Looking at the clock, she was surprised the baby hadn't woken up yet. She'd put her down after she'd fed her at 12:30 and so far not a peep from her. But, shaking the sleep from her head, she realized that's probably where Finn had gone, allowing her to get some sleep. She climbed out of bed and reached for her gold star patterned silky robe, tying it around her.