A/N This is the official sequel to New Beginnings. This goes right after Robin gives birth. This story is all about Pops and Robin raising their new Daughter Prue. And what new adventures and dangers await them. And all credit goes to Ericaj318 who let me finish her stories...

''Here's you're new baby, girl.'' The nurse whispered. ''congratulations.'' Pops gently took his daughter from the nurse when, Suddenly Prue's eyes fluttered open and blinked before gradually focusing on Pops.

Time stood frozen. They were gazing at each other like old friends meeting after a long separation. Pops smiled.

''Hello, Prue,'' Pops whispered, and his voice actually trembled, which surprised Robin. Pops cradled Prue on his forearm and stroked her soft cheek.

''You'll never believe this but-'' He closed his eyes in a slow blink when she grabbed on of his fingers in a tiny fist. His eyes misted until a single tear rolled down his cheek. Robin grinned, watching both Father and daughter meet.

''I'm so glad to finally meet you,'' Pops whispered. Robin slowly sat up. '' Time flies doesn't it.'' She whispered. '' That it does.'' Pops agreed. Robin softly whipped the tear from Pop's cheek and kissed both Father and daughter.

''She's beautiful,'' Pops whispered. ''just like her mother.'' Robin blushed. Before she looked over at the young nurse. ''Can we leave yet?'' she asked. As Pops gently began playing with his daughter, letting her suck on one of his fingers.

''Yes, you can. What is her name?'' The nurse smiled. ''Prue.'' Pops whispered, never once breaking eye contact with his daughter.

''congratulations, again.'' The nurse smiled. Before leaving the room.

Later...

''Welcome home, little one.'' Pops whispered, opening the door to the house and letting himself in. Robin followed closely behind, keeping her eye always on Prue. Pops looked at Robin, and smiled.

She was positively glowing, even after the 7 hours of torture she just went through. Gods, it had been hard to witness. He hadn't been able to do anything, couldn't protect her from the one thing that was mainly his doing.

But Robin wasn't angry or upset, or even grumpy. She was glowing with the happiness of new motherhood, and if he had to guess, he was too (with the happiness of new fatherhood obviously).

"So can I finally see the nursery?" Robin said, smiling as she wrapped her arm around his waist so that she could look at the tiny infant in his arms

''Yes." Pops said. "Kyle and I finished it just after you only had 5 weeks to go before you gave birth." He looked down at his beautiful little girl.

A daughter. He could not be happier. "You came a little early, princess." he cooed, making Robin chuckle. "Ready?" he asked her, and she nodded excitedly.

Pops led her to the nursery , and opened the door.

Robin entered and gasped. She didn't even recognize the room anymore. It was a cacophony of colors and figures, and yet it wasn't crowded at all. It felt natural, calming. The ceiling was painted a dark blue, adorned with golden stars. The window wall was light blue like the sky, and someone had painted a castle.

The wall where the crib stood was covered with a ship , and it sailed through open water and a colorful sky.

On the opposite side was a beautiful Robin, graceful and royal in its posture, with a small metal hand painted on it's wings.

Pops saw Robin's eyes fill up with tears. "Do you like it?'' he asked.

"Like it? Pops, I adore it!" she said hoarsely. "It's so beautiful. You and Kyle did this?"

"And Sarah helped, too. She actually did the stars and the castle together with Kyle." Pops watched in awe as a tear trickled down Robins cheek. Not much could make Robin cry, but this was definitely one of them

"I can't believe it. It's...wow."Robin said.

"Robin speechless, that is a first." he teased, and she rolled her eyes

"Shut up." she retorted, punching his arm. Then she stepped closer again and they both looked at their baby. "She's beautiful."

"She's a brown-eyed devil." Robin said, smiling. "Just like her father.''

"Hey!" Pops objected

"Devil in the best way. Come on, Pops, a Terminator and a Human as parents? Surely nothing but trouble can come from that." She smiled. "I, for one, cannot wait for any of it."

Pops broke out into one of his smiles. "You've got a point, Robin." he wrapped his free arm around her, careful not to squish their daughter in the process, and they stood there for a long moment, enjoying the fresh parenthood.

"You know, we still have to give her a last name ." Robin said. "We thought it would be a boy, we never even considered a girl."

"We can give her you're last name.'' Pops said.

Robin snorted. ''Mills No, thanks. What about Sarah's last name?''

"Connor?"' Pops said unsure. He loved that name, but wasn't sure if it was alright for her. "We don't have to, of course," he rambled, when she stayed quiet for two seconds, "it was just a sugges-"

Robin planted a finger over his lips, effectively shutting him up and then smiled.

"Connor ." she said, trying the name on her tongue. "I like it. I like it a lot. Prue Connor. Now for a middle name..." She snapped her fingers. ''Daniel. That is what Sarah used to call you.''

Pops throat constricted. "Robin , then it would only be a name related to my past."

"Oh?" Robin said. "Let me see. Syrena was my mother's name. She sure did a good job raising her kid. ." She looked up at him with a smile on her face that melted his heart. "If it's okay with you, I want her name to be Prue Daniel Connor.''

Pops kissed her promptly. "It's more than okay with me. I love you, Robin." He had always ignored the fact that she was technically a Connor now.

He liked her own last name too much to simply drop it. No matter what, she would always be his Robin .

"Prue Daniel Connor.'' Welcome to the family." he whispered to his daughter, who looked up at him with curious, bright brown eyes, just like his. "Hi. You're beautiful. Yes, you are.

He felt Robin's stare on him, and he looked back up. She was staring at him, completely happy and endeared, a smile on her face. "You're going to be the best father."

Pops smiled, and started to walk around. If this child were to ever gain a normal sleeping pattern, she had to go to sleep now. "I hope so, Robin. I hope so.''

After Prue had quieted down enough, Robin asked if she could hold her, which Pops thought was a ridiculous question, because she was her mother, for God's sake! She didn't even have to ask.

Gently, he laid Prue in her mother's arms and gave her a kiss . Robin stared down at the little miracle in her arms in awe.

"Prue..." Robin said, and she smiled. Pops had to swallow thrice to get rid of the lump in his throat, and he wrapped his arms around Robin's waist, holding her and their daughter close.

"I love you. Both of you. And Sarah. With all my heart. God's, it all feels like a dream. Three years ago I had nothing but my reputation. Now I have a beautiful Daughter and woman," he kissed Robin's neck.

"a beautiful daughter," he ran his hand over Prue's head, "and a wonderful family. I couldn't be more happier. Thank you, for giving all of that to me."

Robin' shoulders shocked once, and she sniffed. "You are too much." she said, laughing. "Always making me cry..."

Pops smiled. "Come on, Robin. Let's put her to bed so we can get some sleep. We haven't had any since the whole John Connor thing."

Robin nodded, and walked over to the crib - a beautiful wooden crib - Pops put Prue down. The girl stirred but didn't wake. "Sleep well, my beautiful girl." Robin whispered.

Pops kissed the top of her head."Sweet dreams, Princess."