(Btw this takes place in Cold Days, book 14, so.. spoilers)

Harry had died last year. He had been done for a little over a year and a half. He left you, his girlfriend, his unborn child, and Maggie, his recently discovered five year old daughter, behind.

You were living with the Carpenters. Your baby had been born a few months ago, and you, him and Maggie lived in the same room, as they didn’t have any other places to sleep. You got up in the middle of the night, heading downstairs, to go get your son’s bottle. You saw Harry sitting at the kitchen counter, Micheal standing across from him, probably telling Harry everything he had missed.

He looked just like he had when he had died, although a bit more muscular, and just a bit more lonely.