Epilogue
8 months later... Ara moaned as another wave of pain wracked her body. " Come on Ara, push. You can do it, I can see the baby crowning. One more good push!" Deaton said from the bottom of the bed. " Peter?" she moaned and he took her hand and wiped the sweat off of her forehead. " Come on love, you can do it." He encouraged. Determination filled Ara and she pushed as hard as she could. Suddenly the pain was no more as a tiny scream filled the room. Ara sighed in relief as she slumped back in the bed. Already her body was healing the damage, giving birth had caused. Peter squeezed her hand before joining Deaton at the end of the bed. When he came back he was holding a clean, blanket wrapped baby in his arms. he had tears in his eyes as he gazed down. " Congratulations, you two. You have a
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