My family
(there characters don't belong to me unless you haven't heard of them before J)
Quil's POV
I sat in the chair close to the hospital bed as I watched as Claire nursed out new born daughter Ivy. She looked exactly like Claire had looked when she was a baby. The only obvious part of me with my daughter was my eyes. She was beautiful just like her mom. I smiled.
I never thought I'd see the day where I was aloud to date Claire, let alone marry and have a baby with her. I had everything I had always dreamed of having right in front of me. Claire had never looked more beautiful. I was so lucky I had imprinted on her. She was smart, funny, cute, sexy and the mother of my child.
Claire looked up and smiled at me. She looked exhausted. It had been a long labour, almost 48 hours. I stood up and kissed her slightly sweaty forehead. Then I leaned down and kissed my baby's forehead. Claire smiled. Ivy stopped suckling and closed her yes. Claire carefully moved our daughter from her chest and pulled her night shirt down. She looked up at me. "Do you want to hold her?" she asked quietly. I smiled and nodded.
"Please," I grinned. How could I say no to the chance of holding my new born daughter? Claire carefully placed Ivy in my arms. I carefully cradled her in my arms against my chest. Ivy yawned and curled up in my arms. She was so small, she could break so easily in my arms. But I would never hurt her, just like I would never hurt Claire. They were my family.