"She's beautiful, hon..." Jason's breath was heavy as he spoke, his words coming out as a mere whisper as he held their daughter in his arms. His eyes watered, his chest rising and falling as if he were holding back tears. He was holding a miracle, one he never even saw himself deserving.

"She has your eyes," You tell him.

"And your smile!" Jason laughs softly, his finger gently caressing the baby's cheek. "God, babe... What did I do to deserve this?"