John had a lot of regrets with rejecting Jack as his son when he was so obviously his. So when Abigail announced that she was pregnant, again, John felt hope— he was being allowed to try again, to hopefully be a better father. He would never admit it to anyone, but he felt comfort in knowing that this baby was absolutely his. He was far more involved with Abigail’s pregnancy this time around. When the baby finally came… John was given a daughter… she was beautiful absolutely perfect. His very own baby girl… Maybe it was the world being cruel, maybe it was something else, but this kid looked more like him this time around than Jack did. Jack was more of an even mix between him and Abigail, but leaning towards him, but this baby girl? Even as a crusty newborn she looked like a Marston.