The couple didn't have to go far to see Mr. Lawson, as he had let himself in and was feeding their one-year-old daughter. Their daughter looked like Miranda, but had Shepard's eyes. Shepard had been scared, excited, and amazed when he first found out about their daughter.
Shepard ran his finger over Miranda's cheek while the crew watched. He'd been in surgery for two days, and a chemical-induced coma for four days. The day he'd spent in bed went pretty much like this: 'When can I see my friends?' 'Soon, sir.' 'Why do you enjoy torturing me?' 'I don't, sir.'
Shepard felt kind of bad about asking the nurse why she enjoyed torturing him, and thought asking her every time he saw her might've been overkill. Maybe.
Miranda gently took Shepard's hand and ran it down to her stomach. Shepard looked into her eyes, surprised. Miranda nodded, worried about how Shepard would react (his smile had disappeared, which worried Miranda.) Shepard smiled ear-to-ear, and kissed Miranda again.
Many people in the hospital that day said it was amazing seeing the Savior of the Galaxy doing tricks on a wheelchair. The videos are still on the extranet, and are still popular.
"Hey dad." Miranda said, kissing Mr. Lawson in the cheek. Rosaline, Shepard and Miranda's daughter, grabbed onto a little bit of Miranda's hair. Miranda took her from her father, smiling at the cute little girl. "Who's the cutest little girl in the galaxy?" Miranda baby-talked Rosaline.
Shepard stood back, arms crossed and smiling. If you'd have asked him after seeing Miranda shoot Wilson if he'd think Miranda would be a great mother, he'd have said no. But, it turns out, Miranda is a great mother and wife. "Wanna talk to daddy?" Miranda baby-talked Rosaline. Rosaline giggled, and Miranda gave her to Shepard, who kissed his daughter on the head.
"Who's daddy's little girl?" Shepard baby-talked, smiling.
"So, dad, are you going with us?" Miranda asked.
"Of course. I have to pick Oriana up, first. She's coming here from Shepard, a colony she's working on." Mr. Lawson said. "Named after, you-know-who."
"Of course." Miranda said. She'd gotten used to things like that.
"I canceled about eight-hundred meetings to come with you guys. And it was darn-well worth it." Mr. Lawson smiled, careful to watch his language in front of his granddaughter.