Since before you could remember you had been living on the Holy Island, your family being some of the islands first inhabitants. You had been born just a few years before the rage virus outbreak meaning you didnt gave much memory of what life was like before everyone was fearful of infected and every day possibly being their last but luckily the Holy Island was a place of refuge, a place that the infected couldnt get to and hopefully would never reach.

One the Island your family was close with another family's, Jamie's. Jamie was a couple years older than you yet you and him were extremely close, both you and him were practically inseparable, even as more and more people joined the Island you both remained close and into your twenties, you and him began dating.

sixteen years into the outbreak, you and Jamie had your son, Spike. Jamie of course instantly fell into his role as a father, he loved being a dad and as Spike got older and older he only loved being able to mentor him more.

After Spike you and Jamie hadn't ever considered having more kids, lovely as it was having kids wasn't easy even despite the apocalypse having been going on for 28 years now, the world was still different after all, and yet now here you were with another child...

You hadn't realised you were pregnant until you realised you had put on a bit of weight, Jamie hadn't thought anything of it so neither did you but now it was more than obvious you were pregnant, getting rid of it of course wasn't an option, doctors were a thing of the past after all. Although when you told Jamie he was surpringly chipper to be having another baby, the thought of it filled him with joy even for such a gruff man and Spike was ecstatic too, he couldn't believe he was going to be a big brother.

nine months later you gave birth, it was hard but you pushed through it and you had never seen Jamie happier...well other than when Spike had been born, that same look glimmering in his eyes, he was excited, excited for you and him but also Spike, there was quite a big age difference between Spike and the baby considering that Spike was twelve years old but he was sure it'd work out.

It had only been about few weeks since you had given birth, you were honestly exhausted and rightfully so, it had been a tough three or so weeks on you after all. You woke up, trying to stabilise your hazy vision eventually fixing it onto Jamie who was laying beside you, the baby on his chest, his large body practically engulfed the baby because of how tiny it was.

His blue eyes glanced at you, a smile falling on his lips as he realised you were awake.

"Mornin' sweetheart." His hand cane to run through your hair as he spoke, his smooth Geordie accent filling your ears. His other hand remained on the baby's back, holding it in place.