"I'm sorry Jamie, I didn't.. all this time.." Eddie got up and lifted Bree from his arms despite her protest. She reached around Jamie to lift her bag embarrassed at the mistake. "Sorry Jamie.."

"Eddie, wait." Jamie blinked still in shock as he got up moving closer to her. His head spun at the shocking news but Jamie knew Eddie couldn't leave, not now. "You uh don't have anywhere to go so stay here."

Eddie hesitated at the generous offer but didn't want to make an already awkward situation worse. "It's okay I'll get a hotel room or something. " she turned shifted Bree, trying to calm her by rocking the crying child.

Jamie got up walking around in front of Eddie stopping her from going. He let her walk away once, it wasn't going to happen again even though he was still hurt. "It's okay stay please, I want you to both of you."

"Thanks Jamie," Eddie relented after a minute allowing him to take her bag. "Can you hold her while I make her bottle? She always get milk before I put her down."

Nodding his head Jamie gladly accepted his daughter with a soft rock to sooth her until the bottle was ready. "Can I feed her Eddie?" He took the bottle from her sitting on the couch and made sure the temperature was suitable before giving it to Bree.

Holding the bottle herself Bree rested her head against Jamie's arm, her little eyelids falling slowly as she finished. Smiling with moist eyes Jamie held Bree close to him rocking her slowly, his hand over hers. As she fell asleep her little hand slowly fell over his resting safe in her father's arms.

While Jamie watched Bree fall into a contented sleep, Eddie took a seat next to him looking down at her precious little daughter and the man she loved more than anything in the world. "Jamie, I am so sorry for leaving ..."

"It doesn't matter," Jamie replied his eyes never leaving the baby girl in his arms. "Eddie, I missed an entire year of her life and the entire time she was in you...I want to spend time with you and with her. I need to know my daughter."

Eddie smiled, "I know..." Eddie reached into her bag and pulled out Bree's hospital photo. "She was early by three weeks, she was only 5 lbs when she was born. I wanted to call you so badly but you asked that I not...I'm so sorry for everything."

Jamie popped the drained bottle from Bree's mouth. "I'm sorry too...let's just start over okay? Let's me get to know her and we have a lot to talk about too.

Eddie smiled at how good that sounded as she pushed back a yawn, tired from the long day. "Get some sleep the extra bed is large enough for both of you until we can get a bed for her. " Jamie bit his lip debating whether to ask if she wanted to live together but in separated rooms until they figure things out.

"You're welcome to stay until you get back on your feet no rush okay? It's Sunday and I'm off so we can go to the avenue and get her a crib," Jamie whispered not wanting to wake his baby girl. He smiled watching her sleep peacefully in his arms feeling his heart jump with a love he never knew before.

"What about mass and Sunday dinner?" During tours Jamie used to tell Eddie about their traditional Sunday dinners that were mandatory unless one was working or sick. "I'll text dad and tell him I don't feel good. I'll go next week so he doesn't get suspicious," Jamie answered easily. He always had good attendance at mass and dinner, missing only once other then when he was away at college.

Eddie leaned over and kissed Bree's head gently, locking eyes with Jamie as she sat up. "Thanks," she said, getting up to change before bed.

Jamie carefully stood too bringing Bree to bed glad he decided not to get a 1 bedroom. Pulling down the sheets with one hand Jamie carefully lay his daughter down and tucked the covers around her.

In her sleep Bree turned over taking his hand before he could get up. "I'm not going anywhere baby girl," he whispered softly, kissing her head. His heart melted sitting on the bed next to his sleeping daughter carefully brushing her hair back.

Eddie walked in quietly unable to hold back a smile seeing Jamie immediately stepping in to care for Bree. "She likes you. Bree is normally scared of strangers but not you," Eddie whispered joining him on the bed.

"I've always wanted a family Eddie and you've given me one. I know we have things to work out between us but I want to get to know her.." Jamie continued watching his daughter in amazement.

"I should have known she was yours from the beginning. She's smart and observant yet sassy even at a young age. If I tried putting an outfit on she didn't like she'd kick her legs until I changed it. " Eddie laughed, remembering the battles trying to dress Bree and thinking how she'd be at the age of 2.

Jamie grinned, looking away from Bree for the first time to reply, "can't imagine where she gets that from."

"Jamie, you know you have to tell your family eventually right? You can't keep missing Sunday dinner and Bree should know the family she has," Eddie stated softly.

Of course he knew but… "I know and I'll think of something. You know how my family are and how we grew up , I just don't know what they'll say. Let's give it time so we can work things out and I'll tell them promise. Get some sleep okay." Jamie hesitated, slowly letting Bree's hand go so Eddie could lay down too.

Returning to his own room Jamie lay in bed alone spending the night going over everything that happened. He would text his father in the morning letting him know he'd be missing Sunday dinner and mass because he didn't feel well.

He could only imagine the family's reaction when they eventually tell them.