Chapter 7

Dee's P.O.V.

I woke up around three o'clock in the morning to the sound of my daughter crying. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of finally being a mother. I got out of bed and into the nursery that Eliot and I set up a few months ago and picked my little daughter from her crib.

"What's with all the noise, huh? Are you hungry or do you need a diaper change?" I asked her, though I knew that she wouldn't be able to answer me, at least not for a while. Joanne cooed at me and waved her little arms about and I couldn't help but laugh a bit at how silly she was.

That's when I learned that she was hungry as she was trying to suckle me through my shirt. Laughing a little I sat down in the comfy rocking chair and opened my night top and Joanne instantly latched onto me. I didn't bother covering up because I knew that Eliot wouldn't mind if he came in here right now.

"How did I get so lucky with you, little Jo?" I asked her. Her little green eyes were closed and she suckled deeply. I ran a little finger down her cheek. I was still a little bit sore but I was feeling so much better. I switched her to my other breast and then I started to sing to her, the song that got me through the hard times since Sam and I stopped the apocalypse.

I set out on a narrow way

Many years ago

Hoping I would find true love

Along the broken road

But I got lost a time or two

Wiped my brow and kept pushing through

I couldn't see how every sign

Pointed straight to you

That every long lost dream

Led me to where you are

Others who broke my heart

They were like northern stars

Pointing me on my way

Into your loving arms

This much I know is true

That God blessed the broken road

That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent

Just passing through

I'd like to have the time I lost

And give it back to you

But you just smile and take my hand

You've been there, you understand

It's all part of a grander plan

That is coming true

Every long lost dream

Led me to where you are

Others who broke my heart

They were like northern stars

Pointing me on my way

Into your loving arms

This much I know is true

That God bless the broken road

That led me straight to you

Now I'm just rolling home

Into my lover's arms

This much I know is true

That God bless the broken road

That led me straight to you

That God bless the broken road

That led me straight to you

As I finished the song Joanne had fallen asleep as I burped her after she had her fill. I wasn't one for country but that song really summed up everything I went through up into this point in my life.

I heard someone clear their throat and looked up at the door and smiled as I saw Eliot standing there leaning against the doorway. He was smiling and had his hands in his pocket. Gently I shifted Joanne down from my shoulder and into the crook of my arm and covered myself up again and stood. I gently put her back in her crib and Eliot came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.

"I didn't wake you did I?" I asked.

"Nope, well, not really, I heard you singing." He responded.

"I'm sorry, I know I'm horrible, but it got her to sleep."

"Darlin', you aren't horrible, that was really beautiful, I just wasn't expecting you to sing country, it was just a shock." He chuckled and I couldn't help but smile. I turned around in his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I heard you playing it when you were working out one day and well it fit what I was feeling at that point in time." I said with a smirk. I leaned in to kiss him and without going further I pulled away and grabbed his hand and led him out of the nursery and back into our room.

We got into bed and Eliot just held me and sang sweetly in my ear, it was the same song that he song on a job in Nashville. Before I knew it I was in a deep sleep in the warmth of my husband arms.

Eliot's P.O.V.

I couldn't go back to sleep so I just stayed awake and watched my wife sleep. I couldn't wait until she was healed and ready to have sex again, but I was willing to wait for her. It all seemed surreal, I never thought I would be a dad and I hoped I would do everything right by Joanne. She was just so little, I couldn't imagine ever being that small.

Deanna was still fast asleep so I got out of bed to see that it was getting to be six in the morning and I knew that she would be hungry so would the rest of the team. I left a quick note for Dee and checked on Jo again, she was still fast asleep, but I knew that she wouldn't be for long. I went into the kitchen and put together ingredients for chocolate chip pancakes with sausage and eggs. I put a pot of coffee on.

The smell of coffee brewing seemed to have brought Dee from her sleep and she padded out of the bedroom. She looked at me hopeful to have at least a cup of coffee.

"You can have a cup, but no more, seeing as you are breastfeeding." I said. Deanna wrinkled her nose a little but put together a cup for herself.

"Then I will wait to have more than one after we switch her to formula. When do you think we should do that?" she asked as she took a sip.

"We can switch her in a few months, if you don't want to breastfeed anymore."

"Alright, let me think about it for a while, is breakfast almost done?" she asked then looked around the room.

"Almost, the gang should be coming through the door in about five seconds." Sure enough, five seconds later the door opened and Nate, Sophie, Parker, Hardison, Sam and Bobby walked through the door.

"Okay, where is my niece?" Sam demanded with a smile on his face. Just then there was a cry coming from the nursery.

"Does that answer your question, Sammy, she probably needs to be changed, think you can do it?" Dee asked. The look on Sam's face was really funny and Dee sat her mug down and walked into the room with Sam on her heels.

"So how is Joanne doing?" Nate asked getting a cup for himself.

"She's good, woke up about twice last night, I got up first and she needed a change and the second time Dee had to feed her." I said. Nate nodded and looked up as Dee and Sam came out with Jo already dressed and ready for the day.

"This is probably the toughest part of parenthood, because of the lack of sleep." he said.

"I'm sure we'll be fine." I said as I set out plates as breakfast was done. The gang literally swarmed the kitchen to get a plate and Dee had set Jo down in the little play and go with a little mobile and they sat down and ate. I couldn't believe how much our lives have changed in only a matter of months.