AN: Ashley, well done for the epic guess xD Credit to Emily for the Jo idea :)

Regina

She lay in the bed with her daughter in her arms. Stephen sat on the edge of the bed, his back against the headboard, his arm around Rory, gazing down at the baby girl she held. Their baby girl. She was asleep and kept yawning. He suddenly realised that a baby yawning was the sweetest thing. He spoke softly. "She's as beautiful as her mother."

Rory smiled and gently rocked the baby as she slept. "She has your hair." She had been born with a shock of black hair. That had surprised Rory cause she didn't know that babies had hair when they were born but the doctor told her that it would fall out soon before growing properly. "And your nose."

"Perhaps," he agreed. "But the rest is all you."

Rory turned her head and looked up to Stephen with a smile. His gaze turned from his daughter to his wife and he slowly bent his head down to give her a gentle kiss. "She's perfect," he whispered.

Rory giggled as she looked back to the baby. "I know. I can't believe she's ours. We made her."

Stephen chuckled. "Yes we did." His voice shook and he laughed away the tears. "God, why do I keep crying?"

Rory laughed. "Because you're happy. I am too."

There was a gentle knock on the door. "Come in," Stephen called softly, careful not to wake the baby.

The door opened slowly and Boo peeped around it. She grinned when she saw the baby and crept into the room followed by Callum, Freddie, Thorpe, Jazza and Jerome. They gathered around the foot of the bed and looked at the three Denes who smiled and silently cried with happiness at the head of the bed. "Oh my gosh," Jazza said. "Rory, she's perfect."

Rory giggled. "I know. I'm actually really happy you're all here. I can introduce you to her properly."

"About time," Callum said with a laugh. "I'm dying to know what her name is."

Stephen chuckled and nodded to Callum. "Me too."

Rory looked up to him and smiled softly. "Well then," she said, turning her attention back to the group. "Here she is. I'd like you all to meet..." She looked at the expectant faces of her friends, her daughters godparents, before turning to Stephen.

"Regina."

She heard everyone talking quietly at once, saying it was a lovely name, that she suited it but her eyes didn't leave Stephen. His smile fell away but not completely. His mouth parted slightly in surprise and his bottom lip started quivering. He tried to speak but the words caught in his throat. He blinked and felt the tears slip down his cheeks and fall from his chin. He swallowed hard, sniffed and smiled. His voice was soft, so soft that only Rory could hear it. "Thank you."

She smiled up at him, tears in her own eyes. "It was my first and only choice for her."

He looked at her in awe before leaning down to give her another gentle kiss. Then he slowly stood back from the bed. He held out his arms and Rory gently placed Regina in them. Rory relaxed against the bed and watched Stephen. Stephen held Regina close to his chest. His voice was broken and he was speaking through his sniffling, tears still falling. "Hello Regina. I'm your daddy. And I'm going to look after you. I promise. I will never ever let anyone hurt you." He laughed gently as she yawned again and turned to the others with a smile.

"I think," Stephen said to Regina, "it's time you meet your godparents."

Stephen smiled up at Jerome, who was standing closest to him, and held out the baby. Jerome wiped away a tear and took her. "Oh my god," Jerome whispered. "She's beautiful."

"Thank you," Stephen whispered back with a grin. "Regina, this is your uncle Jerome. And this," he said pointing to Jazza, "is your Aunt Jazza."

Jazza waved down at Regina with a grin before Jerome carefully handed her to her. Jerome, once free of the baby, walked over to Rory and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Well done...jerk." She giggled at him and watched as Jazza handed Regina to Thorpe. He cradled her for just a moment and nodded to Stephen with a smile before handing her over to Freddie. Freddie squealed quietly and sniffled as she held the baby. Rory smiled as Jazza came over for a hug, followed closely by Thorpe. Freddie came next and Rory saw that Callum now held Regina. "Mate," she heard him say to Stephen softly. "Mate...she's perfect."

He handed her over to Boo and all but ran over to hug Rory. "Congratulations little sis."

Rory wiped her eyes. "Thanks." Boo came over to her for a hug and, over her shoulder, she saw Stephen holding Regina and looking towards her lovingly. She smiled at him before pulling back to look at Boo. "Oh," she whispered to her, taking her hand. "Before I forget. I have a middle name for her as well."

"Yeah?" Boo smiled down at Rory.

Rory nodded. "Josephine."

Boo gasped and bit her lip. Rory continued. "If it hadn't been for Jo, I wouldn't be here now. It felt right."

Boo nodded quickly and wiped her eyes. She smiled widely, fighting the tears. "I think she would've really liked that."

Rory nodded before looking to Boo and then to Callum sheepishly. "I hope I didn't ruin your big day."

"Ror," Callum said gently, "I got engaged to the woman I love and I got a new little niece. This has been the best day ever."

"Yeah," Boo agreed. "You didn't ruin anything. It made it all the more perfect, yeah?"

"Yeah," Rory said through a yawn. "Oh, sorry."

"Don't apologise," Thorpe said. "We can all appreciate that you'll be exhausted."

"We'll leave you to rest," Jerome said and they all agreed. With a few final hugs, kisses and looks of awe to Regina, they left the room leaving Stephen and Rory alone with the baby.

Rory sobbed. And then she wept. She covered her face with her hands and felt a small kiss on the top of her head. When she looked up, she saw Stephen sitting on the edge of the bed, facing her and rocking Regina. "I don't know why I'm crying," she told him.

"You're happy. And exhausted. And sore. And your hormones are through the roof. It's perfectly natural."

She smiled at him and then silently watched Regina sleeping. "I'm curious," Stephen said. "What name did you have in mind for a boy?"

Rory wiped her eyes and smiled at him. "Peter."

Stephen bit back a sob. Both the names she had picked...they were the people from his past. They were the reason he was here now, sitting on the bed with Rory cradling their daughter close to him. Regina, the sister he had adored and lost. The pain that never went away. The pain that had caused him to do something stupid. Peter, the ghost who had saved his life. The ghost he had set free. The ghost who had persuaded him to be a policeman. Rory's first choices had been names to honour the people he had lost and he couldn't find the words of thanks that were strong enough to show his gratitude. Instead, he said three words he had said to her many times before and would say many times more. It was all he could think of that was strong enough to show his thanks, for having her, for having Regina, for having a life. "I love you."

She smiled at him and leant forward to kiss him. It was brief, but it was enough. "I love you too." She rested her forehead against his, both of them looking down to their sleeping daughter between them.