Zack Crawchuck stares at the sleeping baby in the bassinett.
They'll be leaving the hospital in a little bit, just a few more hours.
He feels a tap on his shoulder and see Davis holding a cell out to him.
"It's your mom, man," he drawls in that permanently sounding stoned voice of his.
"Oh," he takes the cell. "Hey, Mom."
"Hey hon. Davis said Billie had the baby?"
Zack grins. "Yeah. Henry Crawchuck."
"Finally decided to give him your last name? I know that was a bit of a point between you two."
"Billie decided to take it too," he says, feeling fantastic about that. The coolest woman in the world just had his baby, and now is willing to marry him.
Silence on the other end.
He hears her sigh. "My daughter in law is going to be eight years younger than me."
Zack chuckles. "Sorry, Mom."
"Don't be. I'm just glad you two sorted things out. I have a couple days off coming, I'll be down there soon. It's time I met my future daughter in law and my grandson."
"Okay." Zack pauses. "I love you, Mom."
"Love you too, sweetie. Tell Billie I said hi."
Zack nods and ends the call. He stares back at his son.
Only twenty two years old and he's someone's Daddy.
Only twenty two years old and he'll soon be someone's husband.
Right now, life couldn't get any better.