Summary: Laurel and Pride share a daddy/daughter moment.

Warning: None

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A smile came to Dwayne's lips as he watched his daughter spin around in her new dress showing it off for him. She was going to be starting the second grade in a few weeks and had decided that she was going to put on a fashion show for him.

"You look beautiful, Baby," he grinned kneeling before her to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, "You and Mama picked well."

"Thank you, Daddy," Laurel replied bouncing where she stood.

"One thing is missing though."

The little girl cocked her head to the side in confusion as he stood up and made his way towards his jacket. He had been saving it for his birthday, but he couldn't help but give it to now. It just went too well with her dress.

"Here you go, Sweetheart."

A gasp fell from her lips as she slowly reached out and took the butterfly clips from his hands. She looked so in awe by them and in him that he couldn't stop himself from chucking. A second later small by strong arms were wrapped around his waist.

Bending down he picked her up and spun her around loving the sound of her laughter filling the house. No matter how dark his day was listening to that laughter washed away anything that might have happened.

"I take it you like them," he offered causing her to nod her head so quickly he thought she might get whiplash.

"Can you put one in my hair, please?" she questioned staring up at him.

"Of course, sit down."

It took a moment for him to find the right place for the clip but soon she was standing in front of the mirror staring at her reflection. He hoped she never stopped looking at herself as she was right then.

"I'm beautiful," she whispered happily.

"That you are, Baby," he replied kneeling next to her, "That you are."

"Your turn, Daddy!"

"What?"

"Put one in your hair and we can be beautiful together."

A part of him wanted to refuse the little girl, but having those big eyes staring up at him made him sigh and nod his head. Picking one of the clips he put it in his hair feeling a little ridiculous, but loving her smile too much to care.

"Beautiful Daddy," she nodded getting on her tip toes to kiss his cheek.

"Beautiful Laurel," he stated pressing his own kiss to her forehead.