Regina leaves John, and Kathryn alone after the girls go to school. She looks at her watch as she heads for the elevator. She doesn't have to be at work for an hour, and it's a twelve minute drive. She stops in the N.I.C.U. for the first time. She stops at the nurse's station.

"I'm here to see baby Kennish," she reveals.

"She's not here anymore."

"What do you mean?" Her hearts skips a beat.

"They just moved her."

"Moved her where?" Regina questions.

"To the regular nursery."

"Ok, thank you."

She finds her way to the newborn nursery. She stops at the nurse's station.

"Do you have a bracelet?"

"Excuse me?"

"I think we probably reached our limit at how many bracelets we can issue."

"How many did you issue?"

"Aside from the mother we issued five. I think that is probably the most that we have ever issued."

"Why did you issue so many?"

"The senator made the request."

"Who did you issue them to?"

"One to the senator. One to each of his children."

"Daphne, Bay, and Toby. That is only four bracelets."

"And a young man whose name I didn't catch."

"Emmett," she guesses.

"Red hair?"

"Yeah," Regina confirms.

"Anyway they were all approved by the senator himself. You can't get a bracelet without approval. You can't get into the nursery without a bracelet."

"Can you have them bring her to the window?"

The nurse nods, "That I can do."

Regina stands in front of the nursery window. A nurse lifts a baby from a bassinet, and carries her to the window. She holds her up for Regina to see. The little girl sleeps soundly in the nurse's arms. She contently sucks on a pink pacifier as she sleeps. She wears a striped pink cap with a bow adhered to the front of it indicating that she's a girl. The nurse smiles, and gently peels the cap off the little girl's head. Regina stares at the thick dark red hair. In color it is a cross between Bay and Daphne's. There are brown hues, and a red cast to the hair.


She wakes up, and looks around the room. John sits in a chair, next to her. It takes her a moment to orient herself to her surroundings.

"Good morning," he smiles.

"How much longer do I have to stay here?"

"At least a couple more days," he responds.

"I want to go home."

"Kathryn you have to be patient."

"Where is everyone?'

"Regina went to work. Daphne, and Bay are at school. Toby is at work."

"Emmett's ok?"

"Yeah, he's fine. He just got a mild concussion. He is at school too."

"The baby?"

"She's fine."

"Will you go check on her?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," she nods.

"Ok. I'll be back in a couple of minutes."

John leaves the room. He makes his way to the newborn nursery. He shows his hospital band, and the nurse opens the door to the nursery. The nurse points to a bassinet near the corner of the room. He peeks inside at the little girl. She sleeps peacefully, swaddled in a receiving blanket. The nurse approaches him.

"The pediatrician saw her this morning. He would like to send her home tomorrow," she reveals.

"Tomorrow? Really?"

"Yeah. She has done better than expected. We're hoping to send her home tomorrow."

"I will have to talk to my wife. I still don't know when they are going to release her."

"Ok."

The baby starts to stir. She opens her eyes, and begins to squall. John looks at his watch.

"Must be feeding time."

"Do you want to feed her?"

"I should really get back to Kathryn."

"Is she awake yet?" the nurse questions.

"She woke up last night."

"Good. If you want you can take the baby in there to see her."

"I'm not sure if she is ready for that much excitement yet."

"Ok," the nurse nods lifting the newborn out of the basinet.


That afternoon, satisfied that Kathryn is on the mend John goes home to catch a few hours of shut eye. Toby is still at work. Bay heads to Kathryn's room, and Daphne ends up in the nursery. She stands over the bassinet. She lifts the baby out of the bassinet, and moves to the rocking chair. She carefully unwraps the baby. Upon exposing the little girl's toes she opens her eyes. Daphne smiles.

"Hi pretty girl. I know it's cold but I brought you something. Bay brought you something, too," she reveals. She carefully unbuttons the white long sleeved t-shirt. She reaches inside the bag she's brought from home. She smells the tiny pink outfit before she begins to dress the baby. It smells like Dreft. Daphne carefully slips the baby's head into a pink onesie. She snaps the bottom closed. She carefully lifts the baby into a pink sleeper. She cautiously puts her arms through the sleeves. After getting the little girl's legs into the sleeper she snaps it. It is a pink sleeper with little butterflies all over it. She grabs the velcro bow out of the bag. She slips the cap off of the baby's head. She secures the bow in her thick hair. She moves her off her lap, into her arms. She pulls out her phone and snaps a picture. She sends it to Bay. She proceeds to re-wrap the baby in her receiving blanket.

"I hear that you're supposed to go home tomorrow. Of course I don't know where home is going to be."

The newborn girl stares up at her, intently.