Epilogue- Two Years Later...

Ruth was in the kitchen, sipping her tea when she heard her husband and stepson come in the house. Smiling, she made sure that Jack was still sleeping in his crib as both men came into the kitchen, talking happily.

"How'd you do?" Ruth asked as Harry kissed her cheek.

"Well, we've got more money than we went with," Graham said.

"Pure luck," Ruth said bluntly. She didn't like her husbands fondness for gambling, which seemed to be a family trait. They'd been to the races all day and Ruth knew there was absolutely no hope for Jack, judging by the Pearce men's behaviour today. "I don't want you to teach my son to gamble."

"How come he's always your son when you want to win an argument?" Harry asked. "However, when he's crying at three a.m. Jack's always my son. How does that work exactly?"

"Seventeen hours of labour gives me the upper hand," she replied swiftly. Harry inclined his head slightly, conceding the point. Jack was only a month old, there was always time to argue later.

"How is my little brother," Graham asked, interrupting them.

"He's been an angel today," Ruth said honestly, looking at her son who had blonde curls all over his head. "I actually got some peace from the men in my life today."

"Rubbish," Harry said as his fingers trailed down her side. "You love the Pearce men. Its your only weakness." She laughed and kissed her husband on the lips, long and lingering.

"Er, do you mind doing that when I'm not in the room?" Graham said, focusing on Jack who was slowly waking up. His eyes popped open and were focusing on Graham, wide eyed and wondering. "Don't cry," Graham said firmly. Ruth turned at that and watched him but decided that he wasn't going to be crying. Or at least not yet and she turned back to give her husband another quick kiss.

"So, how much better off are you?" Ruth asked as she took Jack out of his crib and cradled him against her chest to ward off any forthcoming tears.

"About five hundred quid," Graham said with a shrug. "Dad knows how to pick a winner."

Harry smiled, which then turned soft when he looked at his wife and child. "Well, I can see when I'm not wanted," Graham said after a minute.

"No, you're welcome here anytime," Ruth said just before Harry said something similar.

"I know, but from the looks you're giving each other… I'll be safer taking Sophie to see a film."

Ruth smiled as Graham ruffled his brothers hair, before leaving the house with a final bye shouted in their general direction. "How are you?"

"Good," Harry said. "Its good to know that we can have something normal together." Ruth smiled and handed Jack over to his father who smiled at the boy. "Catherine wants pictures sent to her. We've been a bit lazy."

"I'll do that tonight," Ruth agreed. Harry looked at her, passion all over his face. "Or tomorrow morning couldn't hurt either," she said with a light blush. Harry laughed and kissed the top of her head before focusing all of his attention on Jack. Harry carried the bundle to the nursery, but not before Ruth caught, "Lets tell you about my day then, shall I handsome?" Ruth could do nothing but smile.

Thanks for all the reviews everyone! I am working on Harry's diary but its taking longer than I expected.