"That was her when she was born." Elise smiled to herself, curled up in bed with Dean, sitting in between his legs as she had collected some personal pictures, clutching the sheets to her body and passing them up to him as he looked at the closely.

"She's gorgeous." Dean complimented, "Why'd you do it alone?" He asked. She must have been so scared. She had no one, and she was so young too.

"Well I didn't want Phil or my dad there, and I knew asking you wasn't an option. And I had no friends." She shrugged, "I didn't mind it. The midwives were so sweet to me. Probably felt sorry for me." She chuckled lightly.

"I would have went with you. I mean, even if it wasn't what I wanted at the time, I would have been there for you." He said truthfully, "You wouldn't have had to do it all alone."

"There's no point in saying should have, would have, could have. We're here now. And anyway, the first few months were pretty boring. All she done was sleep and cry, and sleep some more." She smiled.

"I still missed the first four years of my daughter's life though." Dean said, "I wish I could have been there."

"I am sorry." Elise apologised, "I wanted to tell you so many times, but I always found a reason to back out. I didn't think it would be what you wanted. And then there was the fear of Phil finding out and killing you before you even got the choice." She said as he laughed lightly, "I'm glad I told you though." She looked up at him as he smiled.

"I'm really glad you told me." He said truthfully. She was right. There was no point in moping around about lost times. He just had to make up for them, and try and at least attempt to be a good father for Toni, "What are we going to do about Punk?" Dean asked seriously, "I mean, when he finds out we slept together back then and a few hours ago, I'm a dead man anyway, but when he finds out it was me who knocked up his little sister." Dean just shook his head, "He'll bury me alive."

"Maybe he'll let it slide. He's got his own kid now. He isn't that hard, obnoxious brother. Not in my eyes anyway. If we let him know slowly, I mean… AJ already knows-"

"AJ knows?" Dean asked.

"Yeah." Elise nodded, "I told her. Way before she even got with Punk actually. It was her who kept convincing me to tell you."

"Aren't you scared that when Punk finds out that he was the last person to get told, he might feel a little angry?" Dean asked.

"Well there's a reason he's going to be the last to know. Any normal person could just take the news and deal with it. He'll probably need a few walls to punch first."

"When are we going to tell him?" Dean asked, "Just so you know… I can plan my funeral." He joked as she slapped him playfully.

"I think we should tell him after my Uncle's funeral. Let him have some space just now. He was a lot closer to my uncle than I was." Elise remembered, "Let's just keep us on the down low." She said.

"Us?" Dean asked, "This is what you want?" He asked for confirmation as she nodded.

"For four years, it's all I've been dreaming of." She turned slowly to face him, straddling his hips and throwing the sheets away from her body, cupping his cheeks and swooping down for a long, slow kiss, feeling him run his fingertips through her dark hair.

"How'd you sleep?" AJ asked, bright and early the next morning, sitting downstairs on the couch whilst feeding Liesel.

"Ok." Punk nodded, trailing in the room with sweats and an old t-shirt on, collapsing down beside AJ, his frown turning to a smile as he looked down at Liesel, in her snug baby grow, enjoying her morning feed whilst cradled in her mothers arms. It was a sight he just loved, and was addicted to seeing at this point.

"What are you planning on doing today?" She asked, "I think me and Liesel are just gonna stay in our pyjamas all day." AJ turned to look down at Liesel, "Huh? Does that sound good, baby girl?" She smiled, stroking Liesel's cheek whilst she suckled at her bottle hungrily.

"I don't know." Punk ran his hands through his hair, "I guess I should maybe go check on my dad." He shrugged, "And Elise."

"I'm sure your dad can handle things. You should be with your family, Phil." AJ turned to him.

"My dad has no one, April." Punk replied, "He's just lost his brother. I want to see if he is ok." Punk said as AJ just nodded, turning away and focusing her attention on Liesel, smiling as she made the most adorable of faces.

"When will you be home then? Maybe we could go out. Take your mind off things. We haven't put Liesel's stroller to use yet." She said as he nodded.

"Yeah." Punk nodded, "Yeah, that sounds good." Punk smiled, "I won't be long at my dad's. I'll just see how he is, find out what the funeral arrangements are." Punk said, "I'll be back around dinner time." He told her as she nodded.

"Well, I'll make sure I'm looking good for you." She smiled as he chuckled.

"Impossible." He shook his head, "You always look good for me." He smiled, pressing a kiss on her cheek as she smiled.

She was glad he was agreeing to going out. It would be the first time they'd gone out with the baby. She thought it would be a good way to take his mind off of his uncle, and to get him out into a good atmosphere with her and Liesel.

Later that night, Dean was plucking up his courage, and was about to have his first interaction with his daughter. He wasn't sure what he was going to say, but he figured it couldn't be that hard. She was four.

The little girl had just finished her dinner, and was in the living room brushing her dollies whilst Dean stood out in the kitchen with Elise who was doing the dishes from dinner.

"Just… tell her a bit about yourself. Tell her you're going to be around more often. You don't have to make sudden jumps. Just take your time." Elise told him as he nodded.

"I feel like I'm going for a damn interview." He admitted.

"Well, she does like to ask questions. So be prepared." Elise said, "If you need me I'll be out here. Take your time." She smiled.

She figured she wouldn't interfere just yet. She wanted Dean to connect with his daughter on his own. She wanted him to have his own private time with her, to explain that he was indeed her father, and that he would start being around more often.

Dean walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, looking over at Toni sitting on the carpeted flooring in front of the TV, brushing her dollies hairs and lining them all up neatly.

"Hey… Toni." Dean spoke softly as she looked up at him, watching him take a seat beside her as she lost interest already, going back to her dollies, "What you doing?" He asked, just the first nervous thing that sprung to his mind.

"Brushing dollies hair." She replied.

"That's cool." Dean nodded as she looked up at him through her own blue eyes.

"Who are you?" She asked curiously. She wasn't quite sure who the man actually was.

Dean was glad she asked that, it gave him a boost to start somewhere, "Ok… well, I'm gonna be around here a lot more now. I'm your dad, sweetheart. And… well I'm gonna keep you and your mom safe now. I can- I can come play with you, and you can show me your dolls and teddy bears. Your mom tells me you have a lot." He said as she nodded.

"I do." Toni nodded with a smile, "Why you gona be around here? Do you live here now?" She asked feebly.

"No… no I don't live here. But, I'm gonna come round and see you and your mom every night. I promise. I'd really like to get to know you. And you can get to know me." He said, "Why don't I start… I like comics and batman. My favourite food is pizza. I like running in the park, and I like dogs." He said, trying to be as basic as possible for her to catch on, "You go..." He said as she knelt up on her knees.

"My name is Toni. Mommy told me that she was told I was a boy, and already had my name picked out. That's why my name is funny." Toni said with a smile as Dean laughed lightly, "I like spaghetti and I go to ballet, aunt AJ teached me but she's hav'd a baby." Toni said, "I don't like dogs." She shook her head very seriously as Dean nodded, "I've never had a daddy. What do they do?" She asked with confusion whilst continuing to brush her dollies hair. She was a very confident little girl, and was not shy in anyway.

"Well, I guess they're sort of like mommy's." Dean shrugged, "But sometimes they're a little sillier, and they sometimes mess up more. Well… I think they do." He said, "But do you think it'd be ok if I could be your daddy? Just like mommy's, daddy's are there for when you're sick, or you've had a bad dream, or your sad." He nodded.

"You can be my daddy." Toni smiled, "But I's don't like pepperoni on my pizza, do you?" She asked him in a very serious tone.

"Now that I think about it… I'm not that big of fan." Dean smiled as she clapped with excitement.

"Good cause me and mommy both don't like it." She said as he smiled, watching her as she continued to live in a world of her own, so care free and just beautiful. She was so bright and bubbly just like her mother. He already loved her unconditionally, and he couldn't wait to create a bond with her.

"The funeral is next Friday. They're still doing tests to figure out how he actually died." Punk explained later on, having taken AJ out for dinner, with of course the company of Liesel who was fast asleep in her stroller beside the table they were seated at in the restaurant of AJ's choosing. It felt so strange that it wasn't just the two of them anymore. AJ loved seeing people walk by and awe at how precious Liesel was. She was a very proud mother.

"How is your dad?" AJ thought it'd be polite to ask, sipping on her water as he just shrugged.

"As good as he can be. He just seems crushed." Punk said, "But… let's not talk about it anymore. We're out to take our mind off it. And..." He reached down beside him with the discarded present he'd managed to hide from AJ on the journey to the restaurant, "I have a present for you."

"For what?" AJ laughed, "Why are you buying me presents, Phil?" She asked with surprise in her tone.

"I was planning to give you it when you gave birth, but it wasn't like it was a casual birth, and then I totally forgot the night we took her home when I was up all night drawing, and then with my uncle… it's just slipped my mind, and I'm sorry." He admitted, passing her over the gift bag as she looked inside.

"But… you still haven't said why you've bought me a present." She laughed lightly.

"Because." Punk said, "You spent hours in pain, just so I could be a father and… turn to mush over her." Punk nodded over to Liesel's stroller, "Thank you." He smiled sweetly.

"Phil." She sighed at his sweet gesture, "You didn't have to." She smiled, taking out a long velvet box, opening it up as she stared at the sparkling necklace.

"It's Liesel's birthstone. I didn't want to get you something impersonal." He admitted as she smiled.

"It's beautiful." She smiled, taking the necklace out the box and clasping it around her neck. It was so sparkley, and she loved that it held such a deep meaning. He really was a thoughtful man, and she was lucky to have him.

"Thank you." AJ smiled, leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss on his lips.

Later on, through the night, after AJ and Punk returned home from a relaxing night out. Punk woke up at the sudden disappearance in the space beside him. Normally it was he who'd get up and go for a walk around the house, just to loosen off cramp in his legs, or just because he couldn't sleep.

It was bang on 4am, and he knew it was unlikely that Liesel would have woke, but she seemed to have been missing from her crib beside AJ's side of the bed. It began to worry him, but he suddenly heard whispers coming from the nursery next door. He assumed she'd maybe woke and AJ had just caught her in time.

They were fitting in pretty well with this new parenting thing. It was tough, but they were getting there, and they were already bonding tremendously well with Liesel. The baby girl had even grabbed a hold of his finger earlier on when he put her to bed when they got home.

He walked out of their bedroom in just his boxers, about to walk fully into the nursery when he paused, looking through the small gap in the door that AJ had obviously shut, looking on at her standing in the centre of the room, bouncing Liesel who was curled into her chest ever so lightly.

"The demons aren't going to get us, baby." She whispered, kissing Liesel's head, "No one is gonna hurt us. I promise you're safe." She said as Punk folded his arms with confusion whilst looking on quietly, "The demons are going to try and take you, but mommy won't let that happen. No she won't. I promise." She whispered whilst kissing Liesel's soft head, "You're safe here, baby. No one is gonna get you. The demons can't get to us here."

Punk shook his head at the odd talk, opening the door and walking in to see where this odd dialect was coming from, from his girlfriend.

AJ turned quickly as Punk walked in, shuffling back a little as he tilted his head, "No… no you stay away." She pointed to him.

"April-"

"No, don't you come near us. You… you can't have her. Not my baby."