Alicia stands quietly at the cribs, staring down at her baby daughters with a smile. She glances over when Ricardo joins her, lacing his fingers over her stomach. "House is pretty quiet without AJ around, huh?" she murmurs, resting her hand atop his.

"Yeah," he says. "I don't mind it, though. Do you?"

Alicia shakes her head. "It's nice just being the six of us again," she says, smiling down at the peacefully sleeping girls breathing easily before her. "They're so beautiful."

"They look just like you," Ricardo whispers, smiling when she leans up and kisses him soundly on the mouth.

"I don't know, I see a lot of their father in them too," she muses, tapping his nose with a gentle finger.

"I think Andre and Sofia are equally impatient to know what their names are going to be," Ricardo says with a small smile. They had put 'placeholder' names on the birth certificates just so they could get the girls home, but both knew they were ultimately going to change them.

"I can suggest one, and you can suggest one, and we can see if we agree?" Alicia suggests.

"I like the way you think," Ricardo tells her, leaning in a little to look at his daughters. As he gaze at them, the baby closest to him stirs, stretches, then looks up at him with a steady, way too intelligent gaze for someone only a couple of weeks old. "Mariana," he finally speaks it aloud, watching Alicia's face as she glances from him to their daughters.

"Clara," she says after a few moments of thought.

"Andre, Mariana, and Clara," Ricardo murmurs. They exchange glances and he smiles, warm and deeply affectionate for their young family. "I love it."

"I do too," she says, reaching out and cradling his face in her hands, searching his eyes. "I love you."

He beams, tears glistening in his eyes. "I love you too," he murmurs.

She clucks at him, wiping the moisture from his cheeks. "What's all this then?" she asks softly.

"It's a lot," he says. "I thought... I thought after Paige, that, uh. That I'd never find something like this. And all of the years of fighting myself, fighting my addictions, fighting my insomnia, all of the health issues I've had..." He closes his eyes, breathes in and out heavily, choked with more tears. "There were a lot of lonely nights where I thought I'd never even come close to something like this. But you came into my life, and gave me all of it without second guessing yourself once, and I don't think there's a proper way to ever thank you for all of it."

She smiles at him, tears filling her eyes too. "You act like I have nothing to be grateful to you to for either. We're a lot alike, you and I," she says softly. "I was lonely too, fighting addiction and myself. And then you came into my life, and now look at me. I'm happier than I've ever been, I'm sober, I'm a mother to three beautiful children. It's a life I thought was never possible for me. But you've been here for me, through good and bad, and now we've got the most beautiful life possible."

"We really do," he says, leaning in to kiss her, a growing smile on his face.

Neither of them have been this happy in their entire lives. He can only hope it grows even stronger, even better from here. Pulling back to look into her eyes, he thinks there's little doubt that it will.