Moving on to another song fic…

It won't be Like This for Long, by Darius Rucker:

Max and Fang have a new born baby girl. Fang is overwhelmed at first, but soon he'll be dreading the day things are different. But that's how life goes.

Fang's POV:

On April 3rd, 2015, (AN: I just made up a date) Max and I took our new born baby girl, Skylor Ride, (Sky for short) home from the hospital. She was so cute! (You didn't hear that from me, even if it's true.) Her eyes were almost a bottomless black; I swear anyone could get lost in them. She had an olive skin tone, and chocolate brown hair. But her wings were the most beautiful of all. They started out a cream color, and then slowly darkened to black, with white specks spread throughout. Like I said, beautiful. At first, I thought it would be fun to have a new born around the house. Boy was I wrong.

It was fun at first, at least until she started to cry. I was almost shocked when the house fell quiet for the first time that night. And man, were we beat! But as soon as we laid down to sleep, she started crying AGAIN! It was 6 in the morning by then, so while Max went to check on Sky, I made a pot of coffee. When that wasn't enough, I splashed ice cold water on my face. That was when Max came down the stairs. She gave me a kiss and said that it was going to be okay.

"It won't be like this for long, Fang. One day we'll look back on this day and laugh. This phase is going to fly by, so just hold on. I promise you, it won't be like this for long." She said, with a confidence. How could I not believe her?

Four years later in September, Sky crawled into our bed, saying she was scared about starting preschool in the morning. But weren't we all? I mean, she had altered DNA. She's super strong, and she has um, wings. We didn't know how this is going to work out, but Max and I decided we should at least attempt to give her an education.

When I dropped her off at preschool that morning, she was holding onto my leg. Her teacher, Miss. Pierson, pulled her into the classroom.

"What can I do?" I asked, shrugging.

"Now don't you worry, Mr. Ride, this will only last a week or two." She replied with a smile. Now where have I heard that before? "It won't be like this for long." She continued, "One day you'll drop her off and she won't even know you're gone. This phase is going to fly by, if you can just hold on. It won't be like this for long." Anyone else get a strong scene of déjà vu?

As I was leaving, I couldn't help but think that someday she'll be a teenager. I'll think she hates me. Then some time later, I'll be walking her down the aisle. I'll be the one to raise her veil. Just the thought brought tears to my eyes. I knew the truth, but I didn't want to admit it. I just had to remember that she's just a little girl right now.

That night, she was crying when she got home. Her first day of preschool went horribly, but what can you expect? She is our daughter. But the truth was that I didn't mind, as I kissed her goodnight, and she said a prayer.

I laid down next to her, until her eyes were finally closed. Just watching her little chest rise and fall broke my heart, 'cause I already knew.

It wouldn't be like this for long. One day my little girl was going to be all grown up and gone. Yeah, this phase was going to fly by, so I'm trying to hold on. Because it wouldn't be like this for long.

Let's just say, I sobbed like a baby that night.