Chapter Forty-Nine
Chloe's blue eyes began to well up with tears. "You've got to be kidding? You dreamt the same thing I did?"
Brady blinked rapidly and nodded in agreement. "I think so."
"I... I dreamt that was walking in the hallways, and I heard a woman singing... and I followed her voice. And, when I found her... it was you and Isabella, and she was holding the baby."
"I know, Chloe. I was there."
Chloe's hand flew to her mouth and she sighed softly. "I... I can't believe it. It was like the dreams I had when you were in your coma, and you were there..."
Brady nodded and interrupted her. "I know, I remember them."
"What? WHAT? I thought you said you didn't remember anything..."
"I didn't remember, not for a long time. But, I do now... slowly, but surely over the past few months I started remembering the dreams, exactly as you described them. I dreamt of you too, Diva. The hospital, the beach, the gazebo... I was there."
Chloe gazed at him with astonishment written all over her face. "But, what does it mean? How is it possible?"
Brady smiled at her and brushed a piece of hair off of her face. "I think that when two people share the kind of connection that we do... Anything is possible. Everything I have I share with you, and if that means dreams too, then it makes sense to me."
"This is the second time I've dreamt about your mother... and..."
"It means that everything is going to work out just fine. My mom will make sure of that."
Chloe nodded and snuggled into him. "I feel so much better now..."
Brady kissed her on the forehead and pulled her closer. Chloe shut her eyes again, and Brady sighed. Isabella had said she would always watch over them, and he believed that it was true.
***
(A few hours later... Morning.)
Chloe's eyes fluttered open, and she looked towards her still sleeping husband. The rest of her night had been filled with a completely dreamless sleep. She slept peacefully, calmed by the notion that her family had an angel watching over them.
She squinted slightly, the morning sun filtering through the closed blinds on the window. Chloe nudged Brady with her hand, and he slowly woke up, her smile the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes.
"Good morning..."
Brady yawned softly and rubbed his eyes with one hand. "What time is it?"
Chloe shrugged slightly. "You're asking the wrong person. My watch is in that cabinet with the rest of my personal belongings."
"Doesn't matter. How are you feeling?"
"Sore... but I guess that's to be expected after having an emergency c-section less than twelve hours ago. Other than that, I feel a lot better. Less dazed than I was last night, that's for sure."
Brady smiled and gave her a brief kiss. "Well, you look beautiful."
Chloe rolled her eyes and laughed softly. "Somehow I doubt that, but thank you."
They were interrupted when the door to Chloe's room opened, and Nancy came inside, a large smile plastered all over her face. Chloe turned and smiled at her mother.
"Mom..."
Nancy clapped her hands together excitedly, her eyes all-aglow with happiness. "Chloe, Brady... I have the best news."
Chloe perked up immediately and sat up, with Brady following her. "Well... what is it?"
"I just came from the nursery. It's a miracle, an absolute miracle."
"The baby? He's okay?"
Nancy nodded enthusiastically. "He's more than okay. His heart rate is strong and normal; his breathing is clear and perfect. He's healthy, and he's going to be just fine."
Brady raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Just like that? In one night he went from being in critical condition to being perfectly healthy?"
Nancy smiled and came closer, hugging both of them. "That's why it's a miracle."
Nancy let go of them, and Chloe grabbed her husband's hand in hers. She looked at him with pure bliss all over her face, kissing him quickly and smiling.
She turned back to her mother, her anxiousness showing in her words. "When do I get to see him? When can I hold my baby?"
Nancy grinned and was about to speak when there was a knock at the door. She turned to open the door, and that's when Craig walked in pushing the baby bed on wheels, their tiny son lying amidst a bundle of blankets.
Chloe's hand flew to her mouth, and tears of joy began welling up in her eyes. "Oh my God..."
Craig winked at her and carefully lifted the baby out of the bed. He made his way over to Chloe and gently placed him in her waiting arms. Chloe had never had a lot of experience holding babies, especially one this small, but she was a natural at it, cradling him perfectly. She stared at him in amazement, it was as if he had been sent from the heavens above. A perfect gift for her and Brady to share in.
"Wow, Brady... He does look like you. I can tell already."
Brady looked at their son with amazement and nodded slightly. "Let's just hope he's not as much trouble as I've been."
Chloe smiled and shook her head. "No trouble at all."
Craig interjected with the question that had been burning on the minds of everyone for quite a while now. "So... Have you decided on a name yet?"
Chloe bit her lip nervously, but kept her eyes on the baby. "Welllll..."
Nancy groaned in frustration and rolled her eyes. "Please do not tell us you still have no clue as to what you're going to name my grandson."
Chloe giggled and shared a glance with Brady before turning her attention back to her son. She could barely take her eyes off of him, he was perfect in every way, and Chloe had never felt as complete as she did at this moment, holding her son and resting in the arms of her husband.
"Well, mom... Somebody told us recently that we should try and think about everything we want our son to be. The values and virtues and qualities that we want him to have. And, once we figure that out, the name will just come to us."
"Okaaaaay... Is anything springing to mind? You know, they've been bugging us to get the birth certificate finished."
Chloe grinned and looked to her husband. Brady nodded, knowing exactly what her glance meant. He leaned forward and softly whispered something in her ear. Isabella had been right, the perfect name had just come to them both, and Chloe nodded in agreement with Brady's whispered suggestion.
She kissed him quickly and winked at him. "It's perfect, Brady."
Nancy had never been known for her patience and she threw her hands up in the air anxiously. "Geez... You two really know how to build suspense, don't you?"
Chloe laughed softly and continued. "It's just... I have to say something before I tell you. Our son is a Black, and he always will be, just like John and just like Brady. So, we've already honored that side of the family because of his last name. And, I want to do something to honor my family. Craig, I know you'll never take credit for what you did last night, you'll tell us that it wasn't you, it was your staff, who saved our family, but I know that it was you. Let us also not forget that when Brady got hit by a car, you saved his life too. And, when I think about the kind of man I want my son to be. I think about you. And, Brady agrees."
Brady nodded and interjected. "She's right. You saved my family last night and you saved me eight months ago, and no words can ever thank you enough for what you did. You're a great husband to Nancy, and a great father. You have always loved and taken care of Chloe like she was your own, even though you didn't have to."
Chloe smiled and continued. "We want our son to be brave, strong, caring, funny, loyal, faithful, intelligent, stubborn and to be the kind of person that would never give up on something they believe in. We want him to be just like you, Dad. So, that's why we're giving him the name Wesley. Wesley Craig Black."
Nancy already had tears rolling down her face, and Craig had turned as white as a ghost, his jaw dropped in surprise. Nancy walked towards them and kissed Chloe on the cheek.
"Chloe, I think that is a beautiful idea."
"Thanks mom... It just sort of came to us. Like a light bulb went off."
Chloe looked at Craig and grinned at him. "Dad... You awake?"
Craig snapped out of whatever haze he was in and chuckled. "Yeah... I just... I don't know what to say. This is truly an honor. I've never had anything named after me before, so this is sort of a shock. Thank you."
Brady nodded and smiled. "No, thank you. None of us would be here if it wasn't for you. And, don't be modest, because I know it's the truth. We all do."
Craig smiled and nodded slightly. "I only did what I had to do, what a good doctor and a good father is supposed to do."
Chloe shook her head and corrected him. "A great doctor, and a great father."
Chloe looked down at her son, Wesley Craig Black, and smiled sweetly. "Isn't that right, Wes? You see, you've got the best grandparents in the whole world. You're very lucky, you know."
Wesley's eyes opened slightly, and Chloe sighed. It was their first glimpse at their son's eyes, a blue that was not the same shade as either of his parents, but a beautiful mixture of both.
Brady grinned proudly. "Hey... Look who's awake."
Chloe chuckled softly and nodded. "I guess he knows his name. We must have picked a good one, didn't we?"
Craig walked towards them and leaned over to kiss Chloe on the cheek, then proceeded to kiss his grandson on the forehead. "Thank you, both of you. This means more to me than I can even begin to say. You do know what this means, don't you?"
Brady looked at him curiously and shrugged. "No... What does it mean?"
"That my little namesake is going to be spoiled rotten by his grandfather."
Nancy laughed and laid her hand on Craig's arm. "Oh please, like he wasn't going to be spoiled by me enough already..."
Chloe giggled and winked at her mom. "Well, that's to be expected. Between you two, his other grandparents, his Aunt Jennifer, his Aunt Belle, and all his other honorary aunts and uncles, like Mimi and Greta... This kid has got it made."
Brady nodded in agreement and winked at his wife. "Not to mention his mommy and daddy."
Craig smiled and looked at Nancy, making a motion towards the door with a nod of his head. "You think we should leave these three alone for a few minutes?"
"Good idea. You two probably want some quiet time with Wesley before the cavalcade of family and friends show up."
"That's right. Nancy already called your parents, Brady. They should be here soon. We'll go call the rest of the family right now and leave you all alone."
Chloe and Brady smiled as they watched her parents leave. Chloe turned to her husband and grinned at him. "I guess I should let you hold your son before you accuse me of hogging the baby like I hog the blankets every night."
Brady laughed and nodded. "Yes, please."
Chloe obliged and gently passed Wes into Brady's arms. Brady held him gently and smiled, barely unable to look away from this perfect creature in his arms. "Hey there, Wes. I told your mom you were a tough kid, and you proved me right."
Chloe nodded and sighed. "You are a tough one. And, we are going to do everything we can to give you the happiest life. Nobody will ever love you as much as your daddy and me. We're going to take care of you, and support you and always be there for you."
"Even when you hit those rebellious teenage years, we're still going to love you."
"Rebellious? Our son? You must be joking..." Chloe grinned at her husband sarcastically. If Wes was as stubborn and as fiery as both of his parents, they were in for a very interesting ride, that was for sure.
Wesley began to cry, but not too loudly, just enough to make his presence known. His tiny face turned red and wrinkled up, as if to say, "That's right. I'm here. And I will not be ignored."
Brady rocked him gently and stole a glance at Chloe. "I guess he agrees."
Chloe rested her head on Brady's shoulder and sighed. "Sing to him, Brady. Sing to us."
"Right now?"
"Mmm-hmmm... It will keep him quiet. Please, please, please. You know I wont stop bugging you until you do it."
Brady nodded and looked up, trying to think of a song to sing. Certainly, 'Dude Looks Like a Lady' wouldn't be an appropriate lullaby, even though that was the song that, for some strange reason, Brady had in his head all day before the baby shower yesterday. Another tune flashed into his mind, something soft and sweet.
He cleared his throat quickly and then began. He sang softly and smiled as he rocked Wesley in his arms.
***I held you close to me
Once in a distant dream
Far from the shores of my fear
I sailed on this ocean
Where all I imagined could happen
And now you are here
It's so hard to touch what is out of our hands
To know and to trust what the heart understands***
Chloe's heart leaped in her chest, wondering if Brady realized that this was the same song she had sung to him while he was comatose. The one that had brought her music back to her, and just a few hours later brought Brady back to her.
***Only the ones who believe
Ever see what they dream
Ever dream what comes true
Life gives us magic
And life brings us tragedy
Everyone suffers some loss
Still we have faith in it
Childlike hope
There's a reason that outweighs the cost
And gravity throws all these rules in our way
And sometimes the spirit refuses to play
Only the ones who believe
Ever see what they dream
Ever dream what comes true
Life gives us magic
And life brings us tragedy
Everyone suffers some loss
Still we have faith in it
Childlike hope
There's a reason that outweighs the cost***
Chloe sighed softly and decided to join him on the last part of the song. Her throat was still a bit dry, but the notes came from her heart and sounded as clear and beautiful as she had ever sounded.
***Oh Love
Turn me around in your arms
And in this dream we share
Let us not miss one kiss
And add my regrets to the tears in the rain
That's what the color of roses contain
Only the ones who believe
Ever see what they dream
Ever dream what comes true
Life gives us magic
And life brings us tragedy
Everyone suffers some loss
Still we have faith in it
Childlike hope
There's a reason that outweighs the cost***
Wesley had quieted down halfway through the song, and his eyes shut again, his parents' singing sending him back to sleep. Chloe rested her hand on Brady's arm and looked at him curiously.
"Brady... I didn't know you even knew that song."
Brady shrugged in confusion. "Neither did I. I don't even know the song at all, it just kind of came to me."
Chloe blinked her eyes rapidly, stunned by what he said. "But... I sang that song to you when you were in your coma. The night you woke up. That's amazing..."
"Well, our life so far has been filled with a lot of strange coincidences..."
"And mystical forces guiding us..."
Brady chuckled and nodded in agreement. "And perfect little miracles."
Chloe nodded and laid her head back on to his shoulder. "Don't forget the big miracles, either."
"Believe me, I won't."
Both of them stared at the big miracle in the tiny body in front of them. Proof positive that anything and everything was possible, as long as you have faith, hope and love.
***
Chloe's blue eyes began to well up with tears. "You've got to be kidding? You dreamt the same thing I did?"
Brady blinked rapidly and nodded in agreement. "I think so."
"I... I dreamt that was walking in the hallways, and I heard a woman singing... and I followed her voice. And, when I found her... it was you and Isabella, and she was holding the baby."
"I know, Chloe. I was there."
Chloe's hand flew to her mouth and she sighed softly. "I... I can't believe it. It was like the dreams I had when you were in your coma, and you were there..."
Brady nodded and interrupted her. "I know, I remember them."
"What? WHAT? I thought you said you didn't remember anything..."
"I didn't remember, not for a long time. But, I do now... slowly, but surely over the past few months I started remembering the dreams, exactly as you described them. I dreamt of you too, Diva. The hospital, the beach, the gazebo... I was there."
Chloe gazed at him with astonishment written all over her face. "But, what does it mean? How is it possible?"
Brady smiled at her and brushed a piece of hair off of her face. "I think that when two people share the kind of connection that we do... Anything is possible. Everything I have I share with you, and if that means dreams too, then it makes sense to me."
"This is the second time I've dreamt about your mother... and..."
"It means that everything is going to work out just fine. My mom will make sure of that."
Chloe nodded and snuggled into him. "I feel so much better now..."
Brady kissed her on the forehead and pulled her closer. Chloe shut her eyes again, and Brady sighed. Isabella had said she would always watch over them, and he believed that it was true.
***
(A few hours later... Morning.)
Chloe's eyes fluttered open, and she looked towards her still sleeping husband. The rest of her night had been filled with a completely dreamless sleep. She slept peacefully, calmed by the notion that her family had an angel watching over them.
She squinted slightly, the morning sun filtering through the closed blinds on the window. Chloe nudged Brady with her hand, and he slowly woke up, her smile the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes.
"Good morning..."
Brady yawned softly and rubbed his eyes with one hand. "What time is it?"
Chloe shrugged slightly. "You're asking the wrong person. My watch is in that cabinet with the rest of my personal belongings."
"Doesn't matter. How are you feeling?"
"Sore... but I guess that's to be expected after having an emergency c-section less than twelve hours ago. Other than that, I feel a lot better. Less dazed than I was last night, that's for sure."
Brady smiled and gave her a brief kiss. "Well, you look beautiful."
Chloe rolled her eyes and laughed softly. "Somehow I doubt that, but thank you."
They were interrupted when the door to Chloe's room opened, and Nancy came inside, a large smile plastered all over her face. Chloe turned and smiled at her mother.
"Mom..."
Nancy clapped her hands together excitedly, her eyes all-aglow with happiness. "Chloe, Brady... I have the best news."
Chloe perked up immediately and sat up, with Brady following her. "Well... what is it?"
"I just came from the nursery. It's a miracle, an absolute miracle."
"The baby? He's okay?"
Nancy nodded enthusiastically. "He's more than okay. His heart rate is strong and normal; his breathing is clear and perfect. He's healthy, and he's going to be just fine."
Brady raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Just like that? In one night he went from being in critical condition to being perfectly healthy?"
Nancy smiled and came closer, hugging both of them. "That's why it's a miracle."
Nancy let go of them, and Chloe grabbed her husband's hand in hers. She looked at him with pure bliss all over her face, kissing him quickly and smiling.
She turned back to her mother, her anxiousness showing in her words. "When do I get to see him? When can I hold my baby?"
Nancy grinned and was about to speak when there was a knock at the door. She turned to open the door, and that's when Craig walked in pushing the baby bed on wheels, their tiny son lying amidst a bundle of blankets.
Chloe's hand flew to her mouth, and tears of joy began welling up in her eyes. "Oh my God..."
Craig winked at her and carefully lifted the baby out of the bed. He made his way over to Chloe and gently placed him in her waiting arms. Chloe had never had a lot of experience holding babies, especially one this small, but she was a natural at it, cradling him perfectly. She stared at him in amazement, it was as if he had been sent from the heavens above. A perfect gift for her and Brady to share in.
"Wow, Brady... He does look like you. I can tell already."
Brady looked at their son with amazement and nodded slightly. "Let's just hope he's not as much trouble as I've been."
Chloe smiled and shook her head. "No trouble at all."
Craig interjected with the question that had been burning on the minds of everyone for quite a while now. "So... Have you decided on a name yet?"
Chloe bit her lip nervously, but kept her eyes on the baby. "Welllll..."
Nancy groaned in frustration and rolled her eyes. "Please do not tell us you still have no clue as to what you're going to name my grandson."
Chloe giggled and shared a glance with Brady before turning her attention back to her son. She could barely take her eyes off of him, he was perfect in every way, and Chloe had never felt as complete as she did at this moment, holding her son and resting in the arms of her husband.
"Well, mom... Somebody told us recently that we should try and think about everything we want our son to be. The values and virtues and qualities that we want him to have. And, once we figure that out, the name will just come to us."
"Okaaaaay... Is anything springing to mind? You know, they've been bugging us to get the birth certificate finished."
Chloe grinned and looked to her husband. Brady nodded, knowing exactly what her glance meant. He leaned forward and softly whispered something in her ear. Isabella had been right, the perfect name had just come to them both, and Chloe nodded in agreement with Brady's whispered suggestion.
She kissed him quickly and winked at him. "It's perfect, Brady."
Nancy had never been known for her patience and she threw her hands up in the air anxiously. "Geez... You two really know how to build suspense, don't you?"
Chloe laughed softly and continued. "It's just... I have to say something before I tell you. Our son is a Black, and he always will be, just like John and just like Brady. So, we've already honored that side of the family because of his last name. And, I want to do something to honor my family. Craig, I know you'll never take credit for what you did last night, you'll tell us that it wasn't you, it was your staff, who saved our family, but I know that it was you. Let us also not forget that when Brady got hit by a car, you saved his life too. And, when I think about the kind of man I want my son to be. I think about you. And, Brady agrees."
Brady nodded and interjected. "She's right. You saved my family last night and you saved me eight months ago, and no words can ever thank you enough for what you did. You're a great husband to Nancy, and a great father. You have always loved and taken care of Chloe like she was your own, even though you didn't have to."
Chloe smiled and continued. "We want our son to be brave, strong, caring, funny, loyal, faithful, intelligent, stubborn and to be the kind of person that would never give up on something they believe in. We want him to be just like you, Dad. So, that's why we're giving him the name Wesley. Wesley Craig Black."
Nancy already had tears rolling down her face, and Craig had turned as white as a ghost, his jaw dropped in surprise. Nancy walked towards them and kissed Chloe on the cheek.
"Chloe, I think that is a beautiful idea."
"Thanks mom... It just sort of came to us. Like a light bulb went off."
Chloe looked at Craig and grinned at him. "Dad... You awake?"
Craig snapped out of whatever haze he was in and chuckled. "Yeah... I just... I don't know what to say. This is truly an honor. I've never had anything named after me before, so this is sort of a shock. Thank you."
Brady nodded and smiled. "No, thank you. None of us would be here if it wasn't for you. And, don't be modest, because I know it's the truth. We all do."
Craig smiled and nodded slightly. "I only did what I had to do, what a good doctor and a good father is supposed to do."
Chloe shook her head and corrected him. "A great doctor, and a great father."
Chloe looked down at her son, Wesley Craig Black, and smiled sweetly. "Isn't that right, Wes? You see, you've got the best grandparents in the whole world. You're very lucky, you know."
Wesley's eyes opened slightly, and Chloe sighed. It was their first glimpse at their son's eyes, a blue that was not the same shade as either of his parents, but a beautiful mixture of both.
Brady grinned proudly. "Hey... Look who's awake."
Chloe chuckled softly and nodded. "I guess he knows his name. We must have picked a good one, didn't we?"
Craig walked towards them and leaned over to kiss Chloe on the cheek, then proceeded to kiss his grandson on the forehead. "Thank you, both of you. This means more to me than I can even begin to say. You do know what this means, don't you?"
Brady looked at him curiously and shrugged. "No... What does it mean?"
"That my little namesake is going to be spoiled rotten by his grandfather."
Nancy laughed and laid her hand on Craig's arm. "Oh please, like he wasn't going to be spoiled by me enough already..."
Chloe giggled and winked at her mom. "Well, that's to be expected. Between you two, his other grandparents, his Aunt Jennifer, his Aunt Belle, and all his other honorary aunts and uncles, like Mimi and Greta... This kid has got it made."
Brady nodded in agreement and winked at his wife. "Not to mention his mommy and daddy."
Craig smiled and looked at Nancy, making a motion towards the door with a nod of his head. "You think we should leave these three alone for a few minutes?"
"Good idea. You two probably want some quiet time with Wesley before the cavalcade of family and friends show up."
"That's right. Nancy already called your parents, Brady. They should be here soon. We'll go call the rest of the family right now and leave you all alone."
Chloe and Brady smiled as they watched her parents leave. Chloe turned to her husband and grinned at him. "I guess I should let you hold your son before you accuse me of hogging the baby like I hog the blankets every night."
Brady laughed and nodded. "Yes, please."
Chloe obliged and gently passed Wes into Brady's arms. Brady held him gently and smiled, barely unable to look away from this perfect creature in his arms. "Hey there, Wes. I told your mom you were a tough kid, and you proved me right."
Chloe nodded and sighed. "You are a tough one. And, we are going to do everything we can to give you the happiest life. Nobody will ever love you as much as your daddy and me. We're going to take care of you, and support you and always be there for you."
"Even when you hit those rebellious teenage years, we're still going to love you."
"Rebellious? Our son? You must be joking..." Chloe grinned at her husband sarcastically. If Wes was as stubborn and as fiery as both of his parents, they were in for a very interesting ride, that was for sure.
Wesley began to cry, but not too loudly, just enough to make his presence known. His tiny face turned red and wrinkled up, as if to say, "That's right. I'm here. And I will not be ignored."
Brady rocked him gently and stole a glance at Chloe. "I guess he agrees."
Chloe rested her head on Brady's shoulder and sighed. "Sing to him, Brady. Sing to us."
"Right now?"
"Mmm-hmmm... It will keep him quiet. Please, please, please. You know I wont stop bugging you until you do it."
Brady nodded and looked up, trying to think of a song to sing. Certainly, 'Dude Looks Like a Lady' wouldn't be an appropriate lullaby, even though that was the song that, for some strange reason, Brady had in his head all day before the baby shower yesterday. Another tune flashed into his mind, something soft and sweet.
He cleared his throat quickly and then began. He sang softly and smiled as he rocked Wesley in his arms.
***I held you close to me
Once in a distant dream
Far from the shores of my fear
I sailed on this ocean
Where all I imagined could happen
And now you are here
It's so hard to touch what is out of our hands
To know and to trust what the heart understands***
Chloe's heart leaped in her chest, wondering if Brady realized that this was the same song she had sung to him while he was comatose. The one that had brought her music back to her, and just a few hours later brought Brady back to her.
***Only the ones who believe
Ever see what they dream
Ever dream what comes true
Life gives us magic
And life brings us tragedy
Everyone suffers some loss
Still we have faith in it
Childlike hope
There's a reason that outweighs the cost
And gravity throws all these rules in our way
And sometimes the spirit refuses to play
Only the ones who believe
Ever see what they dream
Ever dream what comes true
Life gives us magic
And life brings us tragedy
Everyone suffers some loss
Still we have faith in it
Childlike hope
There's a reason that outweighs the cost***
Chloe sighed softly and decided to join him on the last part of the song. Her throat was still a bit dry, but the notes came from her heart and sounded as clear and beautiful as she had ever sounded.
***Oh Love
Turn me around in your arms
And in this dream we share
Let us not miss one kiss
And add my regrets to the tears in the rain
That's what the color of roses contain
Only the ones who believe
Ever see what they dream
Ever dream what comes true
Life gives us magic
And life brings us tragedy
Everyone suffers some loss
Still we have faith in it
Childlike hope
There's a reason that outweighs the cost***
Wesley had quieted down halfway through the song, and his eyes shut again, his parents' singing sending him back to sleep. Chloe rested her hand on Brady's arm and looked at him curiously.
"Brady... I didn't know you even knew that song."
Brady shrugged in confusion. "Neither did I. I don't even know the song at all, it just kind of came to me."
Chloe blinked her eyes rapidly, stunned by what he said. "But... I sang that song to you when you were in your coma. The night you woke up. That's amazing..."
"Well, our life so far has been filled with a lot of strange coincidences..."
"And mystical forces guiding us..."
Brady chuckled and nodded in agreement. "And perfect little miracles."
Chloe nodded and laid her head back on to his shoulder. "Don't forget the big miracles, either."
"Believe me, I won't."
Both of them stared at the big miracle in the tiny body in front of them. Proof positive that anything and everything was possible, as long as you have faith, hope and love.
***
