"Come to mummy ,Freya." Lavender called as Seamus smiled watching his wife in their front garden,they had moved out into Irelands country side,out on the sticks near where he had grown up. Lavender seemed to have no qualms of moving away from her parents as she rarely talked to her mum after her accident ,Seamus still thought she was beautiful even at twenty five . Her hair blowing gently still shiny and dirty bond just shorter.

Her scars had faded to silvery lines across her right no longer hid them she wore them with pride. She sat back on her heels sun dress blowing as she held her arms open wide to the two year old baby. The little girl toddled slightly her own tiny blue dress wavering as she held her tiny hands up. Her chubby fists waving as she looked up. She looked exactly like Lavender,everybody said so. She had Lavender's nose and cheekbones and eye shape.

But her eyes the light blue green was all Seamus,Dean had remarked when he'd met the baby. And now as she got older a face full of freckles so like his covered her tiny doll face. "Come on baby!" Lavender cooed as the tiny girl ran for her mam. Seamus laughed as his wife swung the baby girl up high into the air as she blew against the baby's cheek.

"She'll grow up soon,Shay." She whispered as they walked back to their house Freya on her fathers shoulders squealing as she pulled at his hair. Seamus looked down at their intertwined hands, "I know." He right now after the war and everything they'd gone through to end up together.