The next morning Danny woke up to Elizabeth crying. He looked at Mary sleeping chastely next to him and rolled out of bed to the bassinette in the corner. He picked up his little girl and bounced her against his chest. She kept crying so he changed her diaper. She calmed down, sobbing intermittently.
"C'mon baby," he whispered, "let's take a shower and let mommy sleep."
He climbed into the shower, snuggling Elizabeth. She stopped crying as the warm water hit them both. After a few minutes, the shower curtain was pulled aside, revealing Mary, still in her pajamas.
"There you two are."
"Want to join us?" Danny smirked.
Mary laughed. "Danny." She said firmly. "Give me Elizabeth, she's probably hungry."
Danny passed her over and Mary went back to the bedroom. He stood under the spray a little longer, feeling slightly defeated. He shared a bed and a child with Mary but he couldn't be sure if she really wanted to be with him. He climbed out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist. He leaned against the bathroom doorway, watching Mary feed Elizabeth on the bed.
"My whole life." He muttered.
Mary looked up. "Did you say something, Danny?"
He shook his head. "Nothing, honey."
She smiled and looked down at Elizabeth. Danny dressed quickly, and then held the baby so Mary could get ready.
"You nervous, sweetie?" Danny asked.
"A little. Mostly about my little girl being upstairs with you maniacs."
"Don't you trust me?" Danny was a little stung.
"I do, I do." She reassured him. "She's just my baby."
"Mine too. Don't worry, Mary. Besides you can come see her whenever."
"I know. You ready?"
"Yeah, and so is Elizabeth. Let's go."