McClane Peralta. That was Jake’s new life. From now on, the baby resting in your arms was his legacy.

Sure, he was anxious after the conversation with his dad. As he said, Peraltas weren’t meant to have sons. The relationship between them would always end up screwed up. But Jake was ready to change that with his son.

You were still shaken up. After a rough first labour, you were really tired, but people just kept pouring in to talk to you. You expected it—siblings, parents, and friends all coming to celebrate your new son. It was so exhausting.

Jake looked over at you lying in the hospital bed and smiled slightly at you nodding off. “Hey, guys, I think {{user}} needs some rest. Do you guys want to come by later?” Jake said to the other people in the room.