Epilogue

Leon

Michael was a dream baby if there ever was one. He slept through the night at only a week old. He fed from Tobias like a champ and gained weight easily.

And Tobias. He was the best father despite his hesitancy. He took care of the babe with such care and patience, it was like watching a skilled nanny.

"He needs changing again," he said as I took a sleeping Michael from Tobias' chest. A little dribble of milk slipped from the corner of his mouth.

"Again?" I crooned to our son. "Shame on you, pup."

"Pup? We don't know what he will be yet, Leon."

I laughed. "Cub or pup or maybe the gods have made you both. How would that be?" I changed him and put him in the cradle next to our bed. Tobias was already drifting off to sleep.

"Can I get you anything? I know you get thirsty when you chest feed," I said, pulling the covers over him. The days and nights were getting colder, and I had to keep my little family warm.

"Just come hold me. That's all I need right now."

I got onto the bed and wrapped him up in my arms. Michael went to sleep while Tobias' eyes closed as well. Being a baby and having a baby sucked the energy from them both. It would be a while before Tobias recovered but, he'd already talked about wanting another once he did.

"Will you be here when I wake up?" He snuggled in closer.

"I will. Always."

Our relationship had started with a mess, but our happily ever after was anything but.