Something in the wind whispered to Nicholas's that his one of his two wishes had come true; He didn't get a son, but he had somebody to teach all that he knew too. He smiled weakly at the child in his wife's arms. Sarah looked up at him, seeing the concerned look in his eyes.
"Shall we try again?" She asked, knowing how much he had wanted a son.
"No, she'll be fine. But what will we name her?" He asked.
"I don't know, what do you think?" Sarah said.
"I think we should call her Faye," Nicholas said gentally.
"Faye, that's a nice name," She mused, as she rocked the child to sleep.