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"He is so beautiful." Shannon Curtis smiled. She had given birth to her first son just a few hours ago, and she felt like the most exhausted yet happiest woman in the world.
Her baby opened his eyes. They were a very dark blue color, but would no doubt change to their true color in a few months. They would most likely be brown or a light blue, since that's what his parent's eye colors were.
"My son." Darrell Curtis whispered proudly, and took the baby out of his wife's arms. The baby once again opened his eyes, this time to look at his father.
The baby's midwife, a thin young woman with plump lips and blond hair, bustled into the room with her briefcase in her hand.
"So, have you thought of a name for your son yet?" she asked Shannon.
Shannon looked at her baby and then at Darrell, and could not help but notice the resemblance between the two, even if they were just small similarities.
Darrell cradled the baby in his arms and kissed his forehead. Shannon weakly grinned.
"His name will be Darrell Curtis Jnr." Shannon announced, and Darrell looked at her with wide eyes. Shannon smiled at her husband, and a big grin spread across Darrell's face.
"Okay then. I have the papers in my briefcase for you both to sign." The midwife declared, not noticing the happiness beaming from Shannon and Darrell's faces.
"Thank you." Darrell said to the midwife, not taking his eyes off of Shannon.
Darrell Jnr started coughing, so Darrell started rocking his baby in his arms. The baby calmed down and went back to sleep instantly; he liked whoever was holding him right now and felt comfortable.
Darrell placed Darrell Jnr into the arms of Polly, the midwife, and he and Shannon both signed the papers that had been left out for them.
When all of the legal things were out of the way, Shannon took Darrell Jnr from the midwife's arms and settled down to sleep.
Polly, seeing that the family did not want to be disturbed any longer, packed up her belongings and left Shannon's room.
Darrell smiled at his new son and wife, and then remembered that he had brought his old camera.
He took it off the table next to Shannon's bed, and snapped the picture of his wife and son.
Shannon was barely able to smile she was so weak, but she managed to look happy. Anybody who looked at the black and white image could see the love Shannon had for her son in her bright blue eyes.
Darrell then set the camera up so that it was ten seconds before the photo would actually be taken. He stood by his wife and son, and smiled as the camera snapped the family photograph.
Shannon sighed as Darrell collected the two black and white images and set them on the table, and then placed the camera next to them.
Little Darrell Jnr was already fast asleep, and Shannon was rapidly drifting off too.
Darrell Curtis smiled at his family and slowly climbed onto the white bed as not to disturb his wife or child. Shannon looked up at her husband and smiled before closing her eyes and drifting away.
"Sleep tight, my love." Darrell whispered, kissing his wife's forehead.
Then he turned to his son, who was breathing heavily.
"You too, my boy." Darrell smiled gently, and planted a kiss on his only son's forehead.
AN: I know this chapter was short, but I don't want the flashbacks to be as long as the present day chapters. Can't get enough of For River, I listen to it everytime I write some of this story :)
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