Sara forced her eyes open and glanced down to her left; Elizabeth was still asleep in the small crib.

"Hey, I'm going for breakfast. You want something?" Catherine asked as she stood up from the couch. She and Gil had been taking turns sleeping on the couch and in the single chair next to Sara's bed.

Sara shook her head.

"No. I'm not supposed to eat anything other than what they bring me. Eat a muffin for me!" She whispered.

It was funny; Every since Elizabeth had been born, every time Sara spoke, she whispered. She couldn't help it.

Catherine smiled as she left the room.

As soon as the strawberry-blond had left the room, Sara sighed.

She was incredibly bored.

Nurses were usually rushing in and out of the room, checking on Elizabeth and getting the medicines she needed.

Sara didn't mind. She liked having a lot of people to talk to, even though she was shy.

She looked over to the infant again and was surprised to see her kicking her legs and looking around.

"Well hello," Sara whispered as she placed her index finger in Elizabeth's hand; She really seemed to like holding onto things.

Elizabeth cooed happily as Sara smiled.

She loved this child more than she had ever known possible.

"She's awake?" Gil asked. He was still sitting in the chair next to Sara's bed, with his eyes closed.

She nodded.

"Yeah. Have you held her yet?" She replied.

Elizabeth had officially turned two days old an hour ago and Sara couldn't remember seeing Gil hold the baby; He had picked her up when she had been crying, but he hadn't held her or rocked her.

"No I haven't."

Sara pulled her finger out of the child's grasp, as it was making her finger turn a light shade of purple, and shifted so she was close enough to Gil to kiss him.

"You need to. It's like nothing I've ever felt before. Please, get up and hold her," Sara softly said.

Gil opened his eyes and obediently did as Sara had pleaded.

At first Gil was very hesitant; He was perfectly content just looking at Elizabeth.

But Sara had asked him and he wanted to make her happy.

His right hand went under the infant's neck and she gurgled.

"Was that healthy?" He asked with a smile.

Sara giggled.

He place his right hand underneath the bottom of her pink sleeper and lifted her out of the crib.

He pulled her close to him with a huge smile; He had picked her up without hurting her.

Catherine entered with two cups of coffee; Sara knew it was for Gil even though she had been begging the nurses, Gil and Catherine to get her just one cup. She knew it was bad for Elizabeth, but coffee was her only addiction besides work, and going cold turkey on both was a little overwhelming.

"Can I at least smell it?" Sara asked, looking away from her daughter and soon to be husband for the first time since he had picked her up.

Catherine quietly giggled.

"Fine. But I'm holding the cup and you are not, I repeat, not going to try and drink it. Understand?"

She moved the cup towards Sara and she eagerly breathed in it's awakening aroma.

"Okay. You can take it away," She finally sighed.

Sara turned her attention back to Gil, who was talking to Elizabeth; She seemed very interested in what he was saying, but she was looking at the ceiling instead of him.

Sara knew that babies couldn't really tell where the noises they heard were coming from until they were older, but she didn't care.

She loved talking to Elizabeth. It was nice to tell her about her parents and what her nursery was like.

"Sara, when he's done can I hold her?" Catherine asked, also watching Gil pace the floor.

Sara nodded.

"Yeah. What kind of muffin did you eat?" She replied.

"Chocolate chip. It was good."

Gil slowly walked over to Catherine with a smile.

"Your turn. I need breakfast," He beamed as he glanced down at Elizabeth.

Catherine stood up and took off her coat.

"All right," She replied, accepting the child into her arms. "Hello, Elizabeth. I'm your Aunt Catherine. You are so cute, but I bet you already knew that…" Her voice trailed off as she walked to the spot where Gil had been pacing.

Sara watched Catherine.

Elizabeth was cooing softly and Catherine was still talking.

"So what did you talk to her about?" Sara asked.

"Well, bugs of course," He replied.

Gil kissed Sara before heading off to get some breakfast.