The weeks went by and Karen fell into a comfortable routine as a mother. It amazed even Karen at how easily she had fallen into a motherly routine. Cailyn was a very happy baby. She didn't cry much and hardly fussed.

One morning when Cailyn was three months old, Karen was in the nursery feeding Cailyn and getting her dressed for the day. Karen softly placed Cailyn down on the changing table and began to take her pajamas off, when she started to fuss.

"Oh, I know you don't wanna get dressed. I know, but we're going to see Aunt Grace and Uncle Jack, and you can't wear your pajamas all day…" she said in a soft baby voice.

Just as she had finished dressing her daughter, she heard someone whistling down the halls of the manse. "Jackie?"

"Karen? Where are you?" Jack called as he walked down the corridor.

"Cailyn's room! Three doors south of my room and two doors west of optometrist."

"Well hello, ladies! How are my two favorite girls doing today?" Jack said going over to Karen and kissing her on the cheek.

"We're good. Right, honey?" Karen said as she bounced Cailyn in her arms. Cailyn let out an excited squeal which made Karen and Jack both laugh.

Jack stroked the baby's cheek as Karen held her. He couldn't believe how much she looked like her parents. She had Karen's ivory skin tone and fluffy, dark hair but she had Stan's piercing green eyes.

"So, you ready for lunch?" Jack asked, taking Cailyn out of Karen's arms.

Karen nodded. "Just give me a minute to get her diaper bag packed, and we'll be ready to go."

"Karen, can I hold her?" Grace asked as Karen fed Cailyn and ate her salad, simultaneously.

"Sure. Wanna go sit with Aunt Grace, honey?" Karen shifted the baby out of her arms and into Grace's. "Thanks, honey. My arms were starting to kill me." She then handed the bottle over to Grace and placed Cailyn's spit-up rag on Grace's shoulder.

After lunch, the three of them sat around Will's apartment, talking and playing with the baby. It wasn't until Karen looked down at a sleeping Cailyn that she realized what time it was. They had all been there so long that it was nearly time for dinner.

"Well, I think it's time for us to go. Cailyn should be waking up soon, and she's gonna want another bottle and then it's bedtime." Karen said, standing up. Jack stood up with her, picking up Cailyn's stray toys and packing them into her diaper bag. "Thanks, honey. Come on, little miss." Karen said as she kissed Jack's cheek, then held Cailyn closer to her and started for the door.

"Bye, Kar. See ya, sweetie." Grace said in a baby voice, kissing the top of Cailyn's head.

"See you guys later. Stop by the manse sometime this week, we'll all have dinner"

As the elevator doors opened, Will walked out and nearly ran into Karen.

"Sorry, Karen. You okay?" He asked, concerned. Cailyn was awake by now because of all the commotion, and she squealed with delight when she saw Will.

"Hi sweetheart!" Will said, taking the baby from Karen and rubbing her back as she leaned on his shoulder. "Leaving so soon?"

"Soon? Honey, we've been here for nearly four hours. Almost time for Cailyn to have her last bottle and go to bed."

Will nodded. "Can I walk you home?"

"Sure, honey. But, don't lie, you just wanna hold the baby."

He shrugged. "Maybe. I was also kinda hoping I'd get to give her a bottle?"

Karen laughed. "Come on, Wilma. Let's go. I'll let you give her a bottle, as long as you change her diaper, too."

Will furrowed his eyebrows, "Deal. Huh, Cailyn? Want Uncle Will to feed you? Yeah?"

Cailyn looked up at him through wide eyes and smiled. Karen was amazed at the bond between her daughter and Will. She often wished that Stan was around to see their daughter and be involved in her life, but since he couldn't be, she was happy that Will seemed to fill that fatherly void. Will put his arm on the small of Karen's back and rested Cailyn against his shoulder as they walked back to the Manse, talking and laughing.