When a fandom is dying or at the very least needs saving, I am here to help. Especially if the fandom is this precious to me that I grew up on it – someone very special to me would be mad if I let the gays take over it lol. Just a cute fic set in my next generation verse again but again, you don't need to read anything to follow this.
Ken had gone through a lot in his life, and he had made some huge mistakes. Mistakes that once he thought he could not take back unless he died to atone for his sins. But Davis had told him he needed to live – Yolei had taught him that self-pity would not solve anything. In this moment now, he could not be more grateful for that as Yolei had just given birth to their second child.
As he held his son in his arms, seeing the indigo hair, he realised there was another fresh start that was just beginning.
"Yolei," Ken said softly.
"Yes, love?" Yolei asked softly, peering up at him from the hospital bed.
"Can we name him Sam?" The request was a gentle one. He and his brother Sam may have had a complicated relationship, and Ken knew his relationship with his brother would never be the same as Matt and T.K. or Tai and Kari but that was okay. He loved his brother enough for the both of them. And he would love both his children, Sam and Mirei equally. He would not make the same mistakes that he had suffered from.
Yolei's reply made a smile come to his face, pulling himself out of the past and back into the present.
"I think that's a beautiful name."
The present was beautiful and now more than ever, he was glad he had been given a fresh start, both with the digital world and being able to forgive his older brother.