Rebecca stares at Kyle wanting to feel. Not just love but any emotion as he slept in the uncomfortable looking plastic container. It had only been minutes since they requested to adopt him. Make him apart of the big three. She was too emotionally drained to argue against Jack's excitement. This miracle as he called it. They lost a baby. This baby needed a home.
Rebecca stares down at him still feeling empty. He was hers. Yet he wasn't hers. He was a stranger. Kate and Kevin she knew, felt love that shook her to the core. They were apart of her. When she touched them for the first time it solidified that emotion. She was born to be their mother. Her life belonged to them, simple as that.
Would she be able to see Kyle the same way? Willing walk in front of a train for him? Feel even a fraction the way Jack felt? She leans down and with a shaking finger touches his cheek, the cheek of her son. Nothing. She begins to sob. He truly was a stranger.