It had been two weeks since Hunter had been born, Today his mother held him as she and the others all stood around two small graves in complete silence.

It was another bright beautiful day on the island, It had been going on the second month they hadn't had a cold spell and the last time they all saw snow was around Christmas.

Today spring was starting to slowly show and everything seemed to be breathing fresh air for once. The palm trees swung slowly back and forth and the crystal clear water foamed up into the sugar cane sand.

Ana had been doing much better ever since she was able to hold Hunter for the first time. She hadn't cried since it happened and never took her sight off him for even a second.

She loved her baby with all her heart and was making out to be an outstanding mother.

But then again...he was all she had left in this world.

The two graves were side by side, small tiny wooden plaques with craved in letters read...

Dawn "Setzer" Powell and Michael "Setzer" Powell.

Ana's last name was Setzer, so Kenneth carved her last name as the babies middle name.

Later on Ana asked if he could put down their last names, but Kenneth didn't understand since she never got Michael's last name.

But she said she had a feeling that might of been it and Kenneth didn't ask any questions and wrote it down.

Now they were paying their respects.

It had been hard for Ana to do this today.

But the others helped her build up the strength and now she felt like she had someone failed a little from not bring them into the world alive.

Of course she wouldn't ever tell the others since they knew how emotional she had been lately and she never wanted to waste another moment crying since she had such a miracle now in her life.

She looked down at Hunter who squirmed deep inside his soft blanket and then opened his eyes and almost looked as if he smiled up at Ana for a second.

Ana smiled back and held him tighter, her heart hurt sometimes whenever she thought how much she loved her son...a feeling that was far to great for anyone ever to feel alone.

Hunter might of been only two weeks old...but he seemed like the perfect baby.

He never fussed or cried for to long, he always liked to be held and as each day went by she saw the color of Michael's eyes starting to shade inside his.

She then looked back at the graves and wished deep down inside her two other babies were with her...how she wished they in her arms along with Hunter and smiling up at her.

Had she done wrong...Michael did his part of making them, did she screw it all up?

No...she couldn't think that way.

She felt loss, but somehow she knew this had all happened for a reason...and somehow she knew her babies were being taken care of by their father.

Kenneth then cleared his throat and looked over at Ana with a soft loving smile.

Ana returned the smile back and then walked over to the others and asked if they were hungry?

The rest of the day they spent indoors, They all had lunch together and Terry and Nicole were so wrapped up in Hunter, Ana had to laugh as she handed his bottle over to the two of them and they both fought over who would feed him next.

Hunter didn't seem to mind the attention and just sat back in Nicole's arms and watched the world around him in his fuzzy soft one piece Ana and Nicole had wiped up together for him.

Ana laughed and then took a seat beside Kenneth and both smiled...they knew somehow peace had came and it was now time to rest easy.

Around seven, Ana said goodnight to everyone and took Hunter home for his bath.

After fixing him all up and set him down in his crib and pulled up the soft blue covers to his chest.

She looked down at him with such deep and on going love as she brushed her hand against his soft face and then stood up and looked around.

She was lucky.

She smiled and took a seat in the over stuffed rocking chair which sat beside the crib and started to relax.

She took a deep breath and then started to think about Michael.

She couldn't help it, anytime she had a spare moment she tried her best to still see his face in her mind and remember the smooth sound of his voice.

Ana was still very much in love with him.

She closed her eyes and thought back to her best memory of Michael.

The two of them were laying on the floor of the bus and had their arms wrapped around each other after making love. She could still remember everything she saw and felt, the smells and noises all around her.

It seemed peaceful...like Heaven.

She could still remember the feeling of Michael's smooth warm skin against hers and the tingle of warm air touching the back of her neck each time he breathed in.

They were both fast asleep...well at least Michael was.

She had turned over and rested her head against his chest and listened for his heart beat. She smiled and kissed his golden tanned skin and then snuggled up closer to him, saying those breathless words they spoke to each other as he fell onto her just hours ago.

"I love you..."

She then snapped awake and found herself still sitting alone beside her babies crib. She bent her head a little and saw that Hunter was sleeping fine and un disturbed.

She sighed as she watched her baby sleep and wished she only knew he had been with them as they laid together on the bus that day.

She missed Michael so much it hurt.

She then smiled again and let her fingers go though the bars of the crib and touch one of Hunter's hands.

"We did good Michael...we did good."