"Hi, Steve. Do you have news yet?" Danny asked. He didn't wait for Steve to call and called first.

"Hi, Danny. It's okay, Catherine and the baby are fine. I'm waiting for her to come to the room, and the baby is in the nursery. I watched the delivery and I'm a little nervous so far."

"Did you watch the delivery? Steve ... I know you. You're going to get attached to this boy. What if she leaves again? You're going to suffer."

"I don't want to think about it right now, Danny. I'm going to send you a picture of him." Steve sent a photo of Kenny to Danny and Danny thought the boy's face was familiar.

"But on second thought, every baby has a similar face when it's born," Danny told himself.

"He's cute, Steve. But this cute baby might make you cry in the future if she leaves the island. So try not to get too attached, please."

The nurse was bringing Catherine into the room and Steve got up to help her. "Okay, Danny. I'll talk to you later, they're bringing Catherine into the room."

Steve helped Catherine to lie on the bed and covered her with the sheet. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Exhausted and very happy," Catherine replied.

Steve was stroking her face. "Try to rest before they bring him."

"Okay. Are you going to stay here?" Catherine asked.

"Yes, I will sit here and wait for you to wake up." Steve sat and stood there waiting for her to sleep, but she didn't sleep.

"I think I'm very anxious. I didn't see him properly when the nurse put him on me," Catherine told him.

Steve showed her the picture of her with Kenny that he had taken in the delivery room.

"Aww, Steve! Thanks for taking this picture. I loved it."

"You're welcome, Cath."

Some time later the nurse took Kenny into the room and Catherine smiled when she picked him up and kissed him softly.

"Hey baby. I'm your mommy."

Kenny moved his little hand when he heard her voice.

"When should I breastfeed him?" Catherine asked the nurse.

"You can try it now. I'm going to show you how to do it properly so that he doesn't hurt you," the nurse said.

Catherine did as she taught her and the boy was ravenously hungry.

"Wow! He was born very hungry," Steve was filming them both.

Catherine smiled. "It is true."

Catherine was looking at Kenny as he was suckling and watched the details of his face. "Short eyebrows ..." she thought and looked at Steve. She looked at Kenny again and saw a resemblance between Steve's nose and the boy's nose. She was startled when Kenny opened his eyes and looked at her with his blue eyes.

"What is it, Cath?" Steve asked.

"It's nothing, Steve. He opened his eyes suddenly and I was a little scared."

"Why? Opening the eyes is normal," Steve replied.

"He has blue eyes, similar to yours," she said.

Steve just smiled. "This is good. When I go out with him, everyone will think that he is my son."

"Yeah, but this doesn't correspond to the physical characteristics that were described in the donor's file."

"But that doesn't mean much, Catherine. The donor didn't have blue eyes, but some of his ancestors may have," Steve replied.

"Yeah, I think you're right," Catherine said.

When Kenny finished feeding, Catherine gave him to Steve, and Steve put him to burp.

"Wow!" Steve said when Kenny burped.

Steve was walking around the room with Kenny on his lap. "Danny told me not to get attached, but how is that possible?" Steve thought as he looked at Kenny.

A few minutes later, Kenny fell asleep and Steve placed him in the crib next to Catherine's bed.

"Enjoy that he slept, and get some sleep too. I'll be here until you wake up," Steve told Catherine.

"Thanks for everything, Steve. If you weren't here, my son wouldn't even have a visit," Catherine said with a few tears in her eyes.

"Hey, I'm not just a visitor, am I?"

"Of course not. You and Kenny are the most important people in my life."

"You are also the most important person in my life," Steve said and kissed her lovingly. "Now get some sleep."

Steve sat there until she woke up. When she woke up, he went out for coffee right there at the hospital.

Catherine stood up and walked over to Kenny's crib and took off his pants. "Hey, my boy. Let's see if we already have a dirty diaper here." Catherine smiled. "Yes, we do," she said after checking.

She lifted his little legs to clean him and saw a birthmark exactly the same as the one Steve had and in exactly the same place. "What's that? That's not possible! I think I'm going crazy."