Well thus it, the final chapter! Thank you so much to all of you for reading this little fic and leaving such kind words, it truly means so much to me and kept me going. I do have many more ideas running around my head for this family, they're just too much fun. If you are interested in reading more of Lucy, Wyatt, and thier little girl please let me know!

"You know she still needs a name." He commented looking at his two girls lying in bed.

It was a day after the birth and they still hadn't even talked about coming up with a name for her yet. Throughout the pregnancy they had ignored the topic and decided to wait until they knew the gender and saw their child before committing.

"I guess it's finally time huh?" She sighed.

"I mean we can keep referring to her as the baby, but I don't think she would appreciate it when she's a teenager."

"No probably not. Do you have any suggestions?"

He shook his head, "I would hope some idea would pop into my mind when I saw her, but so far I'm drawing a blank."

"I thought the same thing. I guess this is what happens when you don't even come up with a list of possibilities."

He ran a hand over the baby's head almost hoping through osmosis she would give him a suggestion of what she wanted her name to be. It was a silly idea, but they were desperate. Their boss said she wanted to get the pieces together as soon as possible to get her a birth certificate while not creating suspicion.

Now that she was actually here they did not need their enemies finding out about the newest addition, it was as if the stakes were even higher. He was willing to do anything to make sure she stayed safe, even if it was the impossible task of coming up with a perfect name.

"We can name her after Hedy Lamarr?" He finally suggested.

"I don't want to be those parents who name their child after the place they were conceived."

"So I guess Hollywood Land is out too?"

She shot him a dirty look which he only smiled back to.

"Well we could always name her after your sister, but that might be a little confusing when we eventually bring her back."

Instantly tears popped into the mother's eyes and not the good kind. He immediately plopped down in the chair next to the bed and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. He did not expect that reaction when he playfully made that name suggestion.

"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

"I don't know if I want to bring Amy back."

"What? Why not?"

He was so surprised by her answer, though he did his best not to show it. Since their first mission all she wanted to do was save her sister and now that they had a child he thought she would have been more intent on bringing the younger woman back.

"I'm so afraid Wyatt that if we go back to the past and save her we will loose our baby." She explained. "I don't know how history and time travel exactly works, but we do know one small change can effect our present in big ways. What if our going back in time to save Amy make it so our daughter didn't exist?"

"I don't think that would happen Lucy."

"You think, but you don't know for sure. I love my sister so much and I didn't think anyone else would matter more to me until I had our baby. I know it sounds crazy, I've known Amy for over 20 years and this baby for no more than 24 hours, but she's already my entire world. I already can't imagine what my life would be without her and I don't ever want to find out. It hurts me more than anything saying that, but I have to put our daughter first."

"I know exactly what you mean. It's like your heart grew in ways you never thought it could. You're not crazy for putting our baby before your sister, that's called being a mother."

"But I feel terrible even saying it out loud!" She cried. "I've been thinking about this since the moment I found out I was pregnant and hoped that Rittenhouse would stop for a moment so we could rescue Amy, but that moment never came. Now I'm stuck deciding between my daughter and my sister and I hate it."

"It doesn't have to be a choice Lucy, you could have both."

"But what if I can't? What if by saving one life I loose another? I don't think my heart could handle that. Do you think that makes me a terrible person?"

"You and the word terrible don't even belong in the same sentence. You're a brand new mother put in a very hard situation. That doesn't make you a terrible person at, in fact it says the opposite about you. You have so much love in you and that's what's making your decision so difficult."

"But because of my decision my sister will be lost forever. No one will ever remember her but me."

"Then you have to do your best to honor that memory you have of her. You live each day as you know Amy would want you to and you share her story with our daughter. The two might never meet, but our child will know all about her aunt and how she gave her life so she could have one."

"So you would be okay if I stopped wanting to save Amy?"

"I've told you before Lucy I will support whatever decision you make. I just want you to be happy and if that means saving Amy I will be right beside you in the lifeboat. If that means stopping or taking a break then I will do my best to make sure you never forget her."

"Why do you always know the right thing to say?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "because I know you so well."

He pulled a few tissues for the box on the night table and handed them to her. She did her best to one handedly wipe her tears and nose, but the tears would not stop.

"I'm such a mess." She whined as she gave up on cleaning her face.

"You are not a mess. You just had a baby, which would throw anyone's emotions off. Plus you are trying to make an impossible decision. No one is going to blame you for all these tears. I'm pretty sure I would be more worried if you weren't crying."

"I just want it all to stop. I want us to enjoy our new daughter like a normal family."

"We are. That's why Christopher allowed us to stay locked in this room. So for a small moment we get to block out Rittenhouse and the rest of the world."

She nodded her head in agreement, but he could see she still wasn't convinced.

"Why don't you try and take a nap?" He suggested.

"But I'm not tired." She whined.

"I know, but I think closing your eyes and relaxing will help calm your body and mind."

"But we still haven't picked out a name." She countered back.

"What's another hour or two without a name? It's not like she's going to learn it that fast."

He leaned over to take the baby from her arms, but she only pulled the bundle in closer to her.

"I promise Lucy we're not going anywhere. We will both be in this room when you wake up."

Unhappily, she handed over the baby to him. Their daughter easily slipped from one parent's arms to another without a peep and only snuggled deeper into her father's hold.

"Sleep Lucy." He commanded settling down into the chair. "When you wake up you'll feel better and we'll be right here waiting for you."

She nodded her head and closed her eyes.

"I love you." He quickly said.

"I love you too." She replied, her eyes still closed.

It didn't take long for sleep to take over the new mother, he had a feeling it wouldn't. Delivering a baby wasn't easy work, not to mention all the other stressors they've been dealing with.

"We always have to look out for Mommy okay? She's our number one girl." He whispered to his daughter.

The baby let out the tiniest little yawn, it looked like she was about to follow in her mother's footsteps and also take a nap. He lifted up his arms to kiss the top of her head and then made himself comfortable ready to watch over his family.

True to his word he was still sitting in the chair beside the bed when she woke up. As soon as he heard shifting in the bed he looked up from his book to see his partner slowly start to open her eyes.

"Hi." He smiled, "do you feel better?"

"Yeah, a lot actually." She replied sounding surprised.

She pushed herself into a seated position and looked directly at him.

"Where's the baby?"

"Happily sleeping." He pointed to the bassinet where their daughter was indeed resting. "It didn't take her long to fall asleep after you did."

"Well I'm sure she'll be up soon to eat. Did you get any sleep?"

"No, but it was relaxing watching you two and reading my book."

"You know it's good for the fathers to rest as well when the baby is asleep."

"Probably, but I'll catch some later tonight when you're up for the late night feeding." He replied with a teasing smile.

She was about to argue back, but before she could get her opinion out he leaned down and capture her lips in his. All words were forgotten then as she got lost in the kiss.

"I have something for you." He said after he pulled away quickly changing the subject.

"You do?" She asked surprised.

"Yeah, have you ever heard of a push gift?"

"No."

"Well Jiya explained it to me, multiple times I might add. Apparently a man is supposed to buy a gift for his lady after she has his baby as a way of thanking her, hence the name push gift."

"You didn't have to get me anything."

"That's what I told Jiya, but she insisted. I was going to find another way to thank you for bringing our daughter into the world, but then I found this on one of our trips."

He pulled out a small box from behind him and handed it to the new mother. She couldn't help but let out a gasp as she lifted the lid to find a gold locket inside.

"I know it wasn't easy for you to give away your old locket and this one could never replace it. But when I saw it in the window I knew you had to have it. Open it."

Tears formed in her eyes as she delicately opened the locket to find it had four panels, two holding the old pictures of her sister and the other two with pictures of her new family from the day before.

"We might not be able to get Amy back, but at least you'll always be able to keep her close to your heart and our daughter too. Jiya printed those out for me, but we can replace them with better ones."

"No they're perfect! This locket is perfect. You're perfect."

"Well I don't know if I'm perfect." He laughed, "but I can proudly say that I actually bought this locket and didn't steal it."

She looked at the four pictures one last time before closing it up and slipping it around her neck.

"I love it and I love you."

"I love you too." He smiled and leaned down to give her a small kiss.

Little whimpers came from the bassinet and he quickly went over to pick up the baby.

"Don't worry we love you too." He said rocking her as he walked back over to the bed.

"I guess it's time to finalize that name." She sighed looking up at the bundle in his arms.

"I actually thought about something while you were sleeping."

"You did?" She asked sounding surprised.

"Yes actually! What if we name her after that suffragette? The one who was supposed to originally give the speech at the march."

"Alice Paul?"

"Yeah, what if we name her Alice? I know how upset you were that no one will remember Alice because of what Rittenhouse did, but at least this way we can honor and remember an incredible woman and the way history was supposed to be."

"I think it's perfect, but how about for a middle name? I don't want our daughter to be worried about living up to someone's legacy or trying to fill someone else's shoes. I want her to be her own person and create her own future."

"Middle name it is then! So what do you want for a first name?"

"Something original that has no tie to someone in our past."

He sat down beside her on the bed and the two stared at the infant. Her bright blue eyes were open and she looked right back up at her parents.

"What about Lydia?" She finally suggested.

"Lydia? Where did the come from?"

She shrugged, "I don't know the name just popped into my mind. She looks like a Lydia."

"Is there any famous Lydia out there?"

"Not that I can think of."

"Then Lydia it is!"

"Lydia Alice Logan, I love it."

"And what do you think miss?" He asked the baby.

She wiggled in his arms and let out a loud cry.

"While I think miss Lydia is happy with her new name, I think hunger is beats excitement. Hand her over."

He easily slid the baby into the mother's waiting arms. It didn't take long for her to latch on and the cries to stop.

"We have a name Lucy!" He smiled.

"About time too!" She laughed.

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. The two watched their daughter still both in awe in the life they created. It might have been one night of passion that brought them to this moment, but the love they felt for each other had grown and strengthened in those months since conception. The road had been long and hard, but every bump had been worth it because it had led them to this moment, together lying in bed with their child.

They didn't know what their future (or past) held, but for now the new parents didn't care. The two wanted to live in this very moment and soak up every second they had with their newborn. Eventually tomorrow would come and when it did they would be ready. A new adventure was just beginning in this room and they couldn't wait to see what it held for their little family.