She walked into Isabella's nursery, smiling as she immediately spotted her husband's large frame leaning over their daughter's crib.

He watched her walk towards him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing a kiss to his back. "Baby, what are you doing?" she whispered ever so quietly. "Did she wake you up? You should have woken me."

Shaking his head, he whispered back, "No, she hasn't woken up since we put her to sleep."

He turned in her arms, drawing her in tightly. "I just wanted to check on her, make sure she was ok."

"Honey, did you sleep at all?" she asked as she pushed a lock of hair from his forehead.

He looked everywhere but at her, he was a terrible liar and she could read him instantly like a book.

She guided his face to meet her eyes, looking at him knowingly, "Finn, it's her first night at home. You've got to get some sleep while you can, baby."

He brought his lips to hers, kissing her softly. "I know. But I just couldn't help it. She's so beautiful and perfect and I can't believe she's finally here. I love being a daddy already."

Rachel's heart melted at the words of her big, tough husband who deep down was really just a big teddy bear and the best husband and father she ever could've dreamed of having.

A small, soft whimper turned them both around. She reached for her daughter, but Finn beat her to it. He was enamored of the small baby and she already had him wrapped around her very small pinky. Rachel had a feeling she was in for a wild ride with these two.

Isabella's whimper suddenly turned into a full out wail.