A/N: Hello again, everyone!

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My apologies if I made any mistakes but enjoy the chapter!

The story takes place a few days after the events of The Company.

After having breakfast, Reid walked into the room while he was carrying Séraphine in his arms. Élise just finished packing the last of her luggage, and Reid asked, "Ready to go back home?"

"Am I ever," Élise rubbed her belly before she shuffled her way, tickled Séraphine's cheeks, and asked her, "Are you ready to go home, Fifi?"

"Yea!" Séraphine babbled.

"Oh! Chicago is such a wonderful city to explore." Élise said, zipping her luggage. "Hope we get to come back someday."

Reid asked with a smirk, "And have more of Mrs. Morgan's peach cobbler?"

Élise smoothed her belly, and her mouth was already watering by its taste, "Oh, that was so good. I wish I could have more, but I don't want to be greedy."

Reid chuckled before he looked at his watch, "Ooh! We don't want to miss our flight."

Reid gave Séraphine to Élise and had some of the bellhops carry their luggage to the service car to Midway Airport.

The family landed in the afternoon and arrived at Reagans after their nearly hour and a half flight back to D.C.

"Rose!"

Rose's eyes lit and allowed the family inside her apartment. "It's so fresh in here." The family took quick notice of the cool color palette apartment. It was spotless, from the stainless kitchen to the small living room.

Rose closed the door behind her and said, "Just got a fresh paint job."

Élise saw Opal making her way those the family and began petting Élise's belly. Élise stroked her fingers through her fur, "Oh, Opie. You missed us terribly while we were gone again, huh?"

Opal growled again.

Reid asked Rose, "Was Opal a good girl?"

"She was an angel," Rose praised.

"That's good because we got her a new toy." Reid rummaged through his satchel and pulled a Chicago Cubs hotdog-shaped toy. Opal grabbed the toy from Reid's open hand with her teeth and immediately began squeaking it.

"Oh, she's enjoying herself." Élise smiled. "And we even got more for you at home, okay?"

After arriving home and having a quick lunch, Reid and Élise settled Séraphine down for her nap.

"We have everything needed for the hospital?" Élise asked as she got back into bed, massaging her belly and going over the list needed for the hospital bag. "This is not our first rodeo, but I want to be absolutely sure."

From memory—as usual, Reid recited, "Documents from the birth plan, IDs, health insurance and registration forms. Backup cash and change. Smartphone and charger. Books, toys, toiletries, clothes, and soft pillows. And snacks and fat-and-sugar free candy."

"And the car seat my mom gave us?" Élise questioned him about the baby's car seat.

Reid politely corrected her, "Aunt Ethel gave us the car seat."

"Oh, yeah, she did." Élise nodded her head and wrinkled her nose, now remembering Ethel did give them the car seat. "Oh, my head."

Reid cuddled closer to Élise. "A good night's sleep is what you need for tomorrow."

"Oh, the things I would like to do to you if our boy wasn't listening in," Élise whispered.

"Mama!" Séraphine raised her arms and giggled breathy at the sight of seeing Élise walk in.

Élise covered her mouth as she yawned with her closed fist and patted Séraphine's hair. "How are you, my fiery Fifi?"

"My 30 weeks Wonder Woman," Reid had just finished cooking up some eggs before settling them on a clean white plate. A dark green vegetable salad with grilled chicken and eggs, sugar-free Greek yogurt with seeds, nuts, and berries, and two 8 ounces glasses of fortified orange juice and water were on the plate. "Here's your breakfast."

Élise kissed his lips as he set her breakfast plate down. "You're so good to me."

"Need your strength," Reid set up his breakfast plate.

Élise joked after she took two bites of her yogurt, "You sound like Aunt Ethel."

"Yeah," Reid cleared his throat. He waved his spatula in Élise's face and pulled off his best Aunt Ethel impersonation. "You need your strength since you're carrying my great-nephew. You're going to eat, and you're going to like it, little missy. And you don't want to see me when I get mad."

Everyone broke out into laughs before Reid's cell phone began ringing. He answered it, "Good morning."

"Are you sassing me, young man?"

Reid pulled his phone away from his ear when he realized Aunt Ethel called him, making Élise and Séraphine giggle.

"It's early in the morning in Las Vegas." Reid reminded her.

"I'm not one to be sassed about, young man," Ethel warned him. "And please, try and keep your hippie-looking hair of yours short."

Reid apologized profoundly, "Yes, ma'am. I understand."

"Good. Good day."

Reid hung up, and Élise began cracking up, clapping her hands. "You didn't tell me Ethel can sense people are sassing her."

"I didn't know that either," Reid was surprised himself before everyone went back and enjoyed their breakfast. Élise offered to tell Reid a funny story about Morgan she heard from his mother.

"Hey, doc," Élise greeted the doctor when she entered the office; Élise was sitting on the sheeted examination table while Reid and Séraphine sat in the nearby chairs. "How's it going?"

"It's always a pleasure seeing you all," Dr. Patterson said with a broad smile. "How are you feeling, Élise?"

Élise pointed to her belly, "I want to see my boy yesterday, doc."

Reid cocked his head and wrinkled his nose, "That is chronically and spatially impossible that you want to see our boy yesterday…"

"I want to see our boy now," Élise explained.

"Oh," Reid got it.

Dr. Patterson tapped Élise's shoulders and sympathized, "You have ten more weeks until you see your boy."

Reid presented them a fact, "Actually, did you know that in four million babies are born in the US? And in Vietnam, potty training starts at birth, and by the time they're nine months, they're mostly potty-trained?"

"I did not know that," said Dr. Patterson with surprisingly amazed. Getting down to business as usual, she asked Élise again, "Have you been counting your fetal kicks?"

Élise answered, "Twice a day—once in the morning and once in the evening. And let me tell you, I swear this boy's going to be a martial artist."

Dr. Patterson chuckled at Élise's comment. "Which is a good thing, meaning he's a healthy boy." Clearing her throat before asking her, "Have you been feeling any heartburn?"

"A little bit yesterday, but other than that, nothing serious," said Élise. "Eating small meals and lie down after an hour, though I have been craving for greasy foods."

"And your exercises?" Dr. Patterson wrote on her clipboard.

Élise listed some of the exercises she's been doing, "From walking to swimming, a little bit of yoga and Pilates, including the butterfly stretch, pelvic tilt, squats, and Kegel exercises.

"Fifi and I have been doing these exercises," Reid bounced Séraphine on his knees as he smoothed her hair and asked her, "Haven't we?"

"Yea!" Séraphine gabbled.

Dr. Patterson giggled when she placed her clipboard on her leather stool and put on her stethoscope. "Time for us to listen to your boy's heartbeat."

Élise lifted her striped cotton top and let Dr. Patterson listen to her unborn son's heartbeat. "Oh. You're right; he is a martial artist."

Polite giggled enlightened the small room. Soon Élise relaxed comfortably on her back as Dr. Patterson continued. Soon, Dr. Patterson finished and unplugged her ears. "Fetal heart rate's normal." Dr. Patterson jolted what she needed on her clipboard again. Afterward, she took Élise's weight and blood pressure, examined her for swelling, and measured her fundal height.

Soon Élise provided Dr. Patterson with a urine sample before she set up the ultrasound machines.

"Oh!" Élise could barely contain her excitement for the new sonogram photographs. "Look at our boy! He's getting so big and so strong and so…eep!"

"I think I see a hint of a smile," Reid pointed to his unborn son's face. "And look at his pouty lips and tiny nose. He's going to look very much like this when's born."

Dr. Patterson asked, "Don't he look cute, Séraphine?"

Séraphine scowled, "Yack."

The adults laughed as Élise safely put the sonogram pictures away in her handbags.

Dr. Patterson advised everyone, "Stay safe, and I'll see you again in two weeks." Now focusing on Élise. "And Élise. Make sure you catch up on your sleep, relax and, and take it easy."

"As I said, doc, this is not my first rodeo," replied Élise. "I'll be as the calm before the storm."

"Okay, Fifi," Reid took from the carpeted floor and walked over to her crib. "It's time to go nappy-nap time."

Séraphine yawned and smacked her lips.

"I love it when you yawn," Reid can never get enough of Séraphine yawning and licking her lips. Kissing her forehead. "I'll see you in an hour and thirty minutes, okay?"

Reid blew her a kiss when he closed her door.

"SPENCER!"

Reid jumped when he heard Élise yell for him, sprinting to get to her. Closing the bedroom behind him, he turned around to see Élise with her mouth pouted and her eyes lowered with her hands crossed across her chest.

Before Élise could say anything, "I just put Fifi down for her morning nap." Reid said before using his index finger and placing it over his lips.

Élise's face softened, and her eyes began to moisten. "Oh, I'm sorry, my love."

"Oh, it's okay, Lise." Reid rushed to her bedside, comforted her, and showered her with kisses and hugs. "It's okay; it's just your mood swings, the hormones…"

"I feel awful for yelling at you like that. I didn't…" She cried.

"It's okay," Holding up her face, he smooched her forehead numerous times and pressed his forehead against her. "It's okay."

"Mmm…" Élise was at ease as she and Maeve were at Perfect Harmony Salon and Spa, having their own girl's day out. Right now, they were getting prenatal massages. "I love going to a spa. So much has been happening during this second pregnancy, and being here really helps detoxes it."

"Personally, I was never a person who went to a salon and spa same here," said Maeve as she was getting her massage done. "It just wasn't my style, but now I like coming here."

"Same here," Élise sighed. "Plus, there are many benefits to coming to a spa: they improve circulation, blood pressure, mood, self-esteem, and confidence. Plus, it's never wrong to take care of yourself."

"Oh, absolutely." Maeve agreed before asking the spa workers. "Do you ladies agree?"

The ladies agreed as they tended to Élise and Maeve.

"I once read that getting a massage allows the body to detox, gives you energy, and release Serotonin at the same time," said Élise.

Maeve replied, "Yeah, I know. They can take you to another place."

After another ten minutes, their massages were done, and they were now on their way to get facials.

"I wonder how Spencer and Bobby are handling Fifi and BJ?" Élise wondered.

Maeve guessed, "I'm sure they're doing something safe and clean."

"That's good, Fifi!" Reid helped Séraphine place some of the white rice halfway in one of Reid's old socks. "Now, let's tie this up." Reid tied the sock for her,

Bobby helped BJ fill some of his old socks with brown rice and knot. "Here we go, boy-o! You like it?"

BJ cried, "Yea!"

Reid kissed Séraphine after he finished tying the last of his sock and asked her, "Do you like it? Think you did good?"

"Yea!" Séraphine clapped her hands.

"Are you ready for the big bean bag toss?" Bobby placed his hands around his mouth, imitating a loudspeaker.

Reid mimicked a megaphone with his hands, "Indeed we are."

Reid and Bobby gathered their children together and stood a few feet away from the old cardboard box the two men made when the children napped. They used clear tape and old leftover paper wrap.

"Here we go," Bobby helped BJ toss the bean bag, and it almost landed in the square-cut hole. "Ooh!"

"So close." Reid snapped his fingers and placed his hands on his hip before helping Séraphine toss her bean bag. "Yea!" He picked her up and smooched her face. "We did it! We did it!" He did a little dance with her, and they started giggling.

"Oh, stop," A jealous Bobby said. "It's only the first round."

"We'll see about that," Reid replied with a bit of cockiness.

They played for the next hour until they went back inside the Putman house and made drinks and snacks for the kids.

"Here you go, sweetheart," Reid gave Séraphine her small plate of berries and orange juice.

Séraphine babbled, "Tank yoo, dada."

"At least we ended in a tie," Bobby said as he gave BJ his snack, carrot sticks, and cottage cheese. "Enjoy, B."

"Tanks, da." BJ began snacking.

Bobby had just finished pouring Reid a cup of coffee for him and asked him, "So how are you and Élise?"

"We're good," Reid answered coolly as he took a sip. He questioned Bobby back, "And you and Maeve?"

"She hasn't killed me yet, right?" The two guys laughed before Bobby had another sip. "But we're great. We got some great girl outfits from our families." He whispered in Reid's ear. "Maeve and I are thinking about going on a babymoon before our girl's born."

Reid chuckled when he sipped more coffee before everyone heard the front open and close.

"We're home!" Élise cried as she and Maeve had shopping bags in their hands.

Séraphine and BJ jumped out of their seats and ran to hug their mother's legs. "Mama!"

"Hi, darlings!" Maeve petted BJ's hair.

Élise cupped her hands around Séraphine's face and asked her, "Are you having a good time with your daddy and BJ?"

"Yea!" Séraphine babbled.

Reid walked over to Élise's side and kissed her cheek. "We had a great time."

Soon the four of them sat around and chatted for the next thirty minutes before Reid, Élise, and Séraphine headed home.

The family had chicken on a bed of vegetables and whole-grain rice.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa!" Reid rushed to Élise's side when he noticed she almost tripped when trying to get into bed. "I got you. I got you."

Élise began wincing in pain and clutched to her belly as she felt it tighten, "Oh…"

"Is it Braxton Hicks?" Reid predicted.

Élise silently nodded her head yes. "And the clumsiness is back."

Reid rubbed her shoulders and assured Élise, "It's going to be fine. After all…"

Élise finished the sentence for him. "It'll all be worth it when I see my baby boy." She caressed her hands, and he let out of her shoulders as she waddled to the bathroom. "Just promise me something."

"What?"

Élise stood between the doorway and placed her crossed hands over her belly. "If you get me pregnant again within the next year, I'm gonna kick your backside." She smiled. "I love you."

"Oh, I itch so badly." Élise groaned as she moisturized her belly with lotion. "I hate itching so bad."

Reid turned Séraphine away and gave her a stuffed teddy bear and replied, "You're only itching because your skin is stretching; it's completely normal. Unless you're itching on your hand palms and foot soles."

Élise exhaled exhaustingly, "I feel so tired, you know." She let out a moan just as Dr. Patterson walked in.

"Hi, dac," Séraphine fluttered her hand when she said 'hello' to Dr. Patterson.

Dr. Patterson waved back, "Hello, everyone." She turned her hand and recognized Élise when she sat on the sheeted examination table. Her body slumped back, her belly exposed, and she looked defeated.

"Hey, doc," Élise grumbled, massaged her temples with her index and middle fingers. "Oh, doc, this second pregnancy…"

Dr. Patterson acknowledged Élise's new French bob hairstyle. "I love the new hairstyle."

Élise smirked. "Thanks, doc. Love the lob."

"Lob?" Reid cocked his head and crinkled his nose.

Élise explained; she sighed again, her eyes were now closed, and she had her head back, "Long hair in a bob cut."

Dr. Patterson pulled back some of her hair, "You can never go wrong with a new hairstyle." She cleared her throat with some of the bottled water she kept in her cabinet; she offered one to Reid and Élise and asked, "So, how have you been feeling, Élise?"

"Heartburn third times this week, vaginal discharge, leg cramps, swelling all over my body, leaky and darker nipples, nesting instinct." Élise listed the symptoms before using her finger for Dr. Patterson to come closer, and when she did, Élise whispered. "And some seriously weird dreams." She stuttered at the thought of some of those dreams. "But I have been writing them down."

Dr. Patterson explained some of her symptoms, "You already know that vaginal discharge is preparing you to see your son and stops the infection down there. The same with your leaky breasts and darker nipples." She spoke softly in her ear and asked. "Do you take an antacid for the heartburns?"

"No thanks," Élise quickly denied; she thought about Reid's drug addiction. "I just…rather not. I have just been limiting certain foods and eating smaller meals, not slouching, bending, and/or laying after eating, drinking lots of water, relaxing."

Dr. Patterson patted her knees. "Well, just keep on doing that, okay?"

Élise nodded her head before Dr. Patterson set up for a blood pressure checker; Dr. Patterson asked Élise, "Are you keeping track of your baby's movements?"

"Mostly wiggling, squirming, knocks, and nudges," responded Élise.

Reid continued, "The baby kicks are the same as before but at a steady pace."

"Okay." Dr. Patterson began taking Élise's blood pressure. After finishing, she wrote it down, "As always, blood pressure is good. Still exercising?"

"Mostly walking to reduce the leg cramps, back pain, and swelling; the same with some swimming, Pilates, yoga to relax, and pelvic floor exercises," Élise replied.

"Great." Soon, Dr. Patterson did a few tests on Élise before providing a urine sample and relaxed during the ultrasound.

Élise asked Rose if she could come a little earlier than usual to help out, from breakfast to help her look after Séraphine and Opal.

"Oh, God bless you, Rose," Élise sighed in relief when she placed her breakfast of fat-and-sugar-free Greek yogurt with berries and wheat germ, spinach salad with eggs, and orange juice.

"Mmm…" Élise licked her mouth. "I love the fat-and-sugar-free Greek yogurt." She had a bite of the eggs Rose cooked. "This is so good, Rose."

Rose appreciated Élise's gratitude when she set Séraphine's oatmeal bowl in front of her, "Of course, Élise. I used to feed my little sister when she was pregnant with my niece and nephew."

Reid walked into the nook, fixing his tie, "Good morning, everyone."

"Dada!" Séraphine babbled.

Reid kissed the top of Séraphine's head, "Good morning, my snuggle bear." Walking over to the other side and kissed Élise's lips

"Good morning, Dr. Reid," Rose began pouring a coffee cup for him.

Reid took the coffee cup and replied, "Good morning to you, Rose, and thank you." He took a sip. "Mmm. What kind of coffee did you brew?"

Rose answered as she helped herself to a cup, "It's from Ethiopia."

"It's delicious," Reid commented. "Actually, did you know that even though coffee originated from Yemen, Ethiopia is said to be the birthplace for coffee? And that Ethiopians consume the beverage more than any other nationality in Africa?"

"I know, and it's so good." Rose sat between Élise and Séraphine and took another sip. "It's one of my top ten favorite coffee countries."

Reid had another taste and looked at his silver watch, "Oh. I better get going."

Rose filled his mug and gave it to him, "Here you go, sir."

After he thanked Rose, Élise kissed Reid's lips again. She licked her mouth, "Mmm…now I want some Ethiopian coffee."

Reid chuckled before he kissed Séraphine's cheek and was on his way to work.

The team was hanging out in the bullpen; Reid was going through the current case file. Prentiss announced that she might be purchasing a row house in Dupont Circle, making her hesitate.

Soon they headed to the roundtable conference room and discussed Rodney Garrett, a prolific serial killer. He killed twenty-five women before he was caught and incarcerated before his execution.

Now with the news of another murdered woman after Garrett's execution and his M.O. of stabbing a young blonde woman in the heart, the team concluded that the unsub could be a copycat.

Now they were on their way to Enid, Oklahoma, and deliberated on Garrett's background and execution by firing squad instead of lethal injection, the weapon of choice being an icepick, and his last words from A Thousand and One Nights.

Hotch had Reid and JJ go to the latest crime scene while Rossi and Prentiss walked to Garret's widow and he and Morgan to the prison.

They met Detective Childers at the scene of the latest victim, Jodie Armstrong, who led them into her bedroom. Reid was looking through her bedroom with the other police officers when JJ, who closely examined Jodie's bound body, had him come over and looked at her hair before looking through her iPhone.

JJ deduced that given the time the photo was taken, the unsub cut her hair.

After completing her work, Élise rested her head against her pillow for about a few minutes before she heard her bedroom door swing open.

"Mama!" Séraphine babbled as she approached Élise by her bedside. "Mama!"

Rose chuckled as she lifted Séraphine and placed her beside Élise on the bed. "Here you go."

"Did Fifi have a good nap today?" Still feeling a bit sleepy but trying to perk up her voice, Élise asked dazedly as she stroked Séraphine's cheek.

Séraphine cheered, "Yea." She began tapping on Élise's belly and cried, "Hi, brah!"

Élise laughed in amusement, "Hi, little boy." She told Séraphine, "He said 'hi, sis.'" Élise covered her mouth with her palm and reached for some hand sanitizer.

"Wha wong, mama?" Séraphine placed her tiny hand on her cheek.

Élise smacked her mouth, "Mama's tired."

"Come on, Fifi." Rose scooped Séraphine off the bed. "Mama needs her rest."

Élise supposed, "Maybe we can play a little later, okay?"

"KK," Séraphine waved back.

Resting her head again, Élise immediately fell asleep.

The team gathered back to the Oklahoma Police Department and went over the copycat unsub and Garrett's letters to him.

Garcia rang them and concluded that JJ was right about the unsub taking his victim's hair as a trophy and discussed what it could possibly mean since Garrett didn't take trophies and the difference between Garrett and the copycat unsub.

Now the team got word of another victim. Hotch and Reid were now at the scene; the same M.O. only her hair was shaved this time and left no evidence.

They realized the unsub was killing his victim within six hours.

After Prentiss and Rossi talked to Garrett's widow about the letters he got containing his last words, they delivered the profile to the Oklahoma P.D. before advising them on what to do to keep the public, especially the single women, safe and sound.

Reid scratched between his eyes and found a quiet spot in the corner. He reached for his pants pocket and pulled out his cell phone. Placing the phone to his ear and waited for the caller to answer.

After the third ring, the caller answered in a drowsy tone, "Hello?"

"Hi, Lisey," He whispered. "I'm so sorry for having to call you this late on the East Coast."

Élise groaned, "You know I'm used to it." She yawned into the phone. "I'm sorry, babe. I'm just so tired."

"I'll let you get back to sleep," Reid understood. "I just needed to call you and see how everyone's doing."

"Okay. We love you."

"Love you, too."

The police issued a warning curfew, and Enid was a ghost town for the night. Despite this, there was still another victim, Emily Sisk. Not only was she repeatedly stabbed in the torso, but her entire scalp was removed.

Though it was nearly four hours past the copycat unsub's usual killing time, the team figured that he could be giving himself a break or even finished.

But Hotch noted how the first three victims were killed in their homes while the latest victim wasn't. Then Reid made a drawing connected the victims' homes.

But it wasn't until JJ made curves with the three victims' homes.

Now the drawing on the map was in the form of a heart.

Then Hotch placed another made over the current map and founded the connection.

Garrett's widow, Helen.

The team found the unsub, Dylan Kohler, and rescued Helen Garrett.

On the plane ride home, Garcia appeared on the screen and announced to everyone that Prentiss was now the new owner of the Dupont house.

Soon the conversation turned to dreams and serial killer groupies before wondering about Helen and Dylan.

Reid felt so exhausted as he entered the house and locked in the security alarm. Placing his bags to the side, he took the smell of something and walked into the kitchen, and saw Rose cooking.

"Dr. Reid!" Rose jumped when she turned around and saw Reid standing there. She had her hand on her heart, patting to calm it down. "You almost scared me."

Reid took a few steps back, "My apologies, Rose." He noticed the array of vegetables, cheese, protein, and whole-grain wraps and asked her, "What are you making?"

"Wraps," Rose placed some of the servings and folded it into a tortilla flat. "Élise is craving some."

Reid used a fork to take a small chicken piece and ate it, "Mmm. Good." After washing the silverware and wiping his hands, he placed his hands on his back and stretched.

"How was the case?" Rose asked as she fixed Séraphine's lunch.

"Interesting." It was the only word Reid could think of at the moment.

Reid made his way to Séraphine's nursery and didn't see her there. Already feeling a rush, he burst into his bedroom and immediately calmed down when he saw Élise and Séraphine resting in bed and Opal napping on the floor. He walked over to their bedside and kissed their foreheads.

"Mmm…" Élise groaned. Starting to wake up, she blinked her eyes a few times before her eyes widened. "Hey, babe."

"Hi, my loves," Reid tickled under Élise's chin, making her giggle. "I got some of the staples of Oklahoma."

Élise rubbed her eyes and yawned, "What kind of staples?"

"Corn, squash, chicken fried steak, black-eyed peas, cornbread, pecan pie, and strawberries." Reid listed what he bought.

Élise massaged her belly; her mouth was already watering, "I do like a good pecan pie."

After Séraphine woke up from her nap, everyone gathered for dinner, including Rose and Opal.

"Mmm…" Élise finished a second lettuce wrap and began snacking on some strawberries. "Rose, this lettuce wrap is so good."

Rose had just finished swallowing a small strawberry. "Thank you. How are you feeling?" She sighed some milk.

Élise helped herself to another strawberry. "I'm good."

Soon Élise's cell phone started vibrating on the table. She looked at the caller ID, and it was a blocked number. Élise answered after she sipped some water. "Hello?"

Reid walked into the dining room with Séraphine and saw her on the phone. He observed her body language. She kept nodding her head, her lips tightened, and her eyebrows raised before her eyes widened and her mouth dropped.

"Y-y-yes. Yes. Yes! Absolutely! Thank you very much." When she hung up, her dropped mouth turned into a toothy grin. "Senate has confirmed me." Gasping. "Senate confirmed me for a seat on the D.C. Cir.!"

Reid's jaw opened, and they hugged her. "I'm so proud of you!" He kissed the top of her head. "So proud!"