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Disclaimer: I don't own TCM, but I do own Alex and Melissa.

Alex's POV:

I smile softly as I hear Thomas rummaging through the kitchen. I turned my attention toward the yard, and I see the moon start its rise. Tonight the moon was full and bright, shining brightly as any star.

After three years, life seems to have calmed down. Well, for our lifestyle anyways. The Sheriff is still hunting tourist and hitchhikers. And Mama still runs the store and gas station. While the Sherriff and I still don't like each other, but we have mutual respect. For me it's his devotion and love for the family. And to him, I give Thomas happiness where they have failed.

And my little angel has grown up so quickly. To me and Mama, she is growing into a beautiful young lady. Sometime soon, she will want to leave and for see her father. I wonder how Jason has been all these years.

The screen door opens stiffly with a creek to announce Thomas's presence I look over to him and offer him a tired smile. I see he has my milk and a blanket on his arm. I looked closer and realized it's the blanket I crochet. It took me forever to finish it, but the end result was beautiful. I ended up giving it Thomas as a birthday gift. He insisted that it should be on our bed, every night.

Thomas steps closer and drapes the blanket across my lap and hands me my milk. "Thanks, my love." I sweetly say to him. I always try to add an endearment to my sentences when I talk to Thomas. I always want to show him love in the smallest of ways.

We have had some interesting moments throughout the years. Like the time one of the female victims escaped. Thomas always blames me for the escapes. He writes "If you weren't so beautiful, then I wouldn't be distracted when securing the people." I always laugh at that. Anyways, she comes running up the stairs and slams open the basement door open. She is bloody and is out of breath. Then she sees me on the couch.

I'm sitting there eating some roast from last night and she is staring me with disbelieve. I look at her and say "You need something?" Then she starts screaming and crying while looking at me. I just stare at her; I mean what am I suppose to respond to that. Finally Thomas comes over and drags her back down the stairs. And I went back to eating. I just don't understand normal people sometimes. But, that was about a year ago. And I have other thoughts on my mind.

I hear the floorboards creak as Thomas gets on one knee. Even when he does this, he still towers over me. He lifts his hand and rubs my swollen abdomen. Lately, the baby is more active.

We both were in shock when we found out I was pregnant. Every time I recall when I told Thomas the big news, I still laugh. How he dropped to his knees and looked at me as if I was a goddess. I loved how his eyes shined with his love when I told him.

However, since learning I am pregnant, he has become overprotective. I find it really cute and my love for him grows. If I even barley complain about anything, he is right there in an instant to try and fix the problem. Once I stated that my legs were killing me and he gathered me up in his arms, then he carried me to our room to give me a message. Apparently giving messages is his hidden talent because my muscle turned into jelly.

Anyways, Mama thinks in a few weeks I'll go into labor. Both Thomas and I are excited about the arrival of our baby. Melissa is super excited. She can't wait to meet her niece or nephew. Soon I can hold my bundle of joy.

Three weeks later

Thomas POV

I pace back and forth in the hallway, I just got kick out of our room because "I'm in the way." According to Mama anyways. I have so much pent up emotion going through me. And so many what ifs are going through my head.

I hear Alex scream and it takes everything in me not to charge in there. It is most likely a good idea for me not be in there. I'm too nervous to be any real help.

Feeling a tug on my arm, I look down and see Melissa holding my sleeve. I turn to her and wait for her to speak. She breaths in and asks "Will Aunty be alright?" I lift my hand and place it on her shoulder and I nod my head yes for her question. Melissa smiles and releases my sleeve, then went back to the bedroom door.

I pick up my pacing again. There is so much that could go wrong. What if Alex dies? I couldn't raise the child on my own. What if the baby is deformed like me? I know I would still love the child, but would Alex? Could not having a perfect baby break our marriage? I know she says even if the child has a deformity, she would still love them. But, what if?

"Thomas, are you ready to meet your child." I hear Mama call me from behind. I whipped around and walk quickly to our bedroom. Mama smiles at me and holds the door open. I go through the door and see Alex.

Alex is sitting up and holding a small bundle. She looks up and smiles at me. I slowly walk closer to the bed. "Would you like to hold your child?" Alex asks as she gathers the bundle up. I nod shakily and lift my hands out for her to place my child in my arms. She carefully placed the babe in my arms and I look down.

I couldn't breathe, she is so beautiful. She has brown hair and blue eyes; I bet they will turn green. The child is quietly looking at me with her wide eyes. I take my finger and gently touch her face. My child is perfect, just like her mother.

My heart burst as I look at this miracle. I stare into her eyes and vow to always protect her and love her. I look at Alex with tears in my eyes. Even if I could speak right now, I would have no words to say. Alex smiles and says "I think we should name her Lily Mae Hewitt."

Lily, my beautiful child. I nod and sit down in the chair next the bed. These two girls have stolen my icy heart and made it pulse with life. I look down and see Lily sleeping in my arms. In that moment I knew, my life can only get better after this moment.

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