Shadow's P.O.V

Mort and I had a pretty good agreement as far as I was concerned. We wouldn't see each other for the whole time I was pregnant and Shooter wouldn't see Clover. My thoughts were that Shooter would realize what an asshole he had been and be different when we saw him again.

I decided to go back to school despite the fact I was pregnant. As soon as my family become aware of my pregnancy they were quick to help me. Mort sent a little money every once in a while just to make sure I was getting along ok. Almost no one believed me when I told them who the father was. Everyone was saying 'lucky girl'.

Clover and I got along better than we ever had. She wasn't a bitch to me at all. We were both in the same boat and needed to help each other out.

The nine months where over in a time that felt like a week to me. At two in the morning an amazing baby boy named Alex Trey Rainey was brought into this world. The same night at almost the same time Clover's baby was born. I'm not sure that the name Angelic Joanna Shooter fits the baby girl but it was Clover's choice.

Only a few weeks passed before I realized how bad I wanted Mort to see his son. Clover must have felt the same way about Shooter but never brought anything up. I decided that it wouldn't hurt for the babies to be seen by their fathers. I wasn't like I was going to move back in with them. Mort and Shooter had ever right to see their kids.

So I drove up to Mort's cabin. Even though I hadn't sent any word that I was coming Mort and Shooter were waiting on the porch. As soon as I stepped out of the car Mort pulled me into a hug.

"I'm so happy to see you again," he said kissing me. "It feels like you've been gone forever."

"I know," I said laughing. "I wanted you to see your son."

Mort looked down at the baby I was holding. The kid was the spitting image of his father. His hair was a shade darker than Mort's but the eyes were his father's. Solid brown. He took the baby out of my hands gently and pulled it close to his chest.

"What are little angel," he whispered as the baby smiled up at him.

"He's on his best behavior right now," I explained. "Most of the time he's a hand full."

Mort looked over at Clover who was standing next to the car. She hadn't said a word to Shooter but she was looking at him.

"Let's go inside," Mort said taking my hand. "I think they need to talk alone."

I nodded and followed Mort into the house. It looked just like it had the day that I left. We walked over to the couch and sat down..

"What's his name?" he asked.

"Alex Trey Rainey," I stated looking down at my baby.

"He's perfect," Mort said. "He's all I could have asked for."

A long silence followed his statement. Neither one of us was really sure what to say. I thought I'd have a million things to say to him but there was nothing.

"Look," he said. "I know we had an agreement but I don't think I can take you leaving away from me."

Oh my. I had kind of expected something like that.

"I don't know," I muttered. "What if Shooter and Clover don't make up? There is no way I could live here if they don't."

"I think they will," Mort said turning his attention to his baby. "Call it a six sense."

"You know that I would love to come back and live with you," I explained. "I finished high school but I don't think I'm going to college."

Mort smiled and stood up. He walked across the living room and looked out the window. A smile crossed his face. I took this as a good sign. He turned and looked at me.

"What is her baby's name?" He asked.

"Angelic Joanna Shooter," I said. "I don't really think any child of Shooter's is angelic but I didn't have much say in naming that baby."

"I can agree with you there," Mort laughed. "Come and look at this."

I raised an eyebrow standing up and walking across the living room. Mort pointed to the window. My eyes followed his finger and I saw at once what he wanted me to see. Clover and Shooter were hugging. From what I could see Shooter was holding his daughter.

"I guess you are staying after all," Mort said grinning up at me.

"Got that right," I said leaning against him.

Uh ok. Kind of sappy I know but I can't stand to see Mort just having a sad ending. This is the happy ending. I'm going to write a sad ending for people that are into that sort of thing.