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Epilogue

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Danny woke to faint sounds coming from his daughter's room. Glancing down at the woman sleeping in his arms, he noted with satisfaction that she was still sound asleep. As quietly as possible, he gently disentangled himself from her and slipped from the bed, pulling up the pajama bottoms that had slid down slightly during the night to hang on his lean hips. A quick look at the clock on the bedside table told him it was 7:16am. He turned the baby monitor off, walked into the hall, closing the bedroom door silently behind him and headed down the hall. Looking in his daughter's bedroom, he shook his head with a grin as he surveyed the disaster. Three-year-old Kylie Teresa Fenton was standing on the floor next to her bed, surrounded by every piece of clothing she owned. She was clad only in a pair of Dora the Explorer underwear that she had somehow managed to get on with one of the leg holes around her waist, and was currently trying to shove her head through the armhole of a blue short-sleeved dress. Pushing the door open, he walked into the room and pulled the dress off her head.

"Hey princess, how about Daddy gives you a little help okay?"

The little girl nodded her head vigorously. "Kay."

Quickly getting adjusting the clothing properly, he picked up the rest of the clothes from the floor and folded them with a little 'help', putting them back in the dresser drawer. Danny scooped Kylie up and sat her on his hip as he walked downstairs toward the kitchen.

"So, what do we want to make Mommy for breakfast for her special day?"

Kylie frowned for a moment, thinking, before grinning widely. "Pagetti!"

He chuckled as he set her down on the floor and opened a cabinet, pulling out a small cup and bowl. "Spaghetti? That's for supper, silly goose. How about cereal or maybe waffles?"

Kylie climbed up into one of the kitchen chairs on her knees as her daddy got the milk out of the refrigerator and shook her head. "No Daddy, make pagetti," she said firmly.

Danny placed the milk on the counter and opened another cabinet. "Do you want some cheerios?"

"Uh huh, and nana pease Daddy?"

Taking the box of cereal down, he poured some into the small bowl and grabbed a spoon for her. "Okay, a banana too," he said, carefully cutting up half a banana into small pieces and adding them to the cereal before pouring some milk and placing the bowl in front of her. Pouring her a small glass of juice he asked, "Don't you think Mommy might like some cheerios and banana too?"

Kylie looked up at him with her wide blue eyes and clasped her hands together under her chin. "Pease daddy, pease make Mommy pagetti?"

Danny closed his eyes and sighed. Damn, what a sucker Fenton.

"Okay," he said, smiling and kissing her on top of her head. "We'll make spaghetti, but how about we make some toast and jelly too all right?"

The little girl bounced up and down in her seat. "Yay!"

Danny shook his head, started some water boiling on the stove, and put the coffee maker on before opening the breadbox and pulling out the whole wheat bread and plugging in the toaster. He had a quick bowl of cereal with Kylie and was draining the spaghetti when he heard a loud clatter behind him.

"Oh oh."

He turned around to see that Kylie had apparently been trying to carry her bowl to the sink and dropped it on the floor, splashing milk all over herself and the floor.

Her eyes filled with tears and her little lip quivered as she looked up at him. "I shorry."

He placed the pot on the counter and grabbed a dishtowel, crouching down in front of her, noticing that one of her hands had gone intangible. "That's okay princess, it was just an accident."

Danny and Sam had first seen signs of Kylie's ghost powers when she two years old. So far, the only ability that she had was a slight intangibility that she couldn't yet control, but Danny had a feeling that as she got older she would gain other powers as well. Luckily, both Danny and Sam were able to work at least part of the time at home and when they couldn't; his mom would come over so they didn't have to worry about something happening at a daycare. They had also talked to Kylie about not telling others about the 'disappearing' and surprisingly she seemed to understand how important that was.

Danny wiped up the milk from the floor and picked up the bowl and spoon, placing them in the sink before bending down and picking Kylie up. He tipped her chin up gently and wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb.

"Hey, no tears now, where's that beautiful smile?"

She sniffled a little and gave him a wobbly smile wrapping both of her now visible hands around his neck and burrowing her face into his bare chest. He rubbed her back soothingly as he walked back upstairs to her bedroom to help her change. The tragedy over, the two went back into the kitchen and finished preparing the unusual breakfast. Putting his finger to his lips, he signaled to Kylie to be quiet as they opened the bedroom door quietly and tiptoed in.

As he placed the tray he was holding on the bedside table a loud, happy squeal was heard from the direction of the hallway. Winking at Kylie, who had crawled up and snuggled up next to Sam, he turned and left the room again, heading this time to the room across the hall. When he opened the door, the baby standing in the crib gave another squeal and let go of the railing, promptly falling on his backside and giggling. Danny picked up his ten-month-old son Christopher and carried him over to the changing table.

"Hey big boy, let's get changed and go see Mommy." The baby blew a raspberry and kicked his feet as Danny quickly changed him.

Sam smiled to herself as she felt a warm little body snuggle up next to her. She had heard Kylie and Danny walk into the room and had kept her eyes closed as the baby made his presence known and Danny went to get him. A little hand patted her cheek gently.

"Mommy up, up Mommy."

Sam opened her eyes and smiled at her daughter, who sat up and bounced on the bed.

"Hi Mommy!"

Sitting up, Sam grabbed the little girl, pulling her into her lap and tickling her, causing her to laugh and squirm. "Hi baby," she said giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, which Kylie returned before wiggling out of her arms and pointing next to the bed.

"Look Mommy, Daddy an me make pagetti!"

Sam looked at the tray, which held a bowl of spaghetti, toast and jelly, a glass of juice and half a banana. "Did you make that for me?"

Kylie nodded, smiling proudly and Sam grinned, giving her another hug and thanking her. She looked up as Danny walked back into the room with Christopher and smirked at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Kylie says you helped her make breakfast for me Daddy."

He gave a sheepish grin as he sat down on the bed. "Your daughter picked the menu," he said as he leaned over to give her a kiss. "Happy Mother's day."

"Thank you," she said softly, smiling at him as she took the baby, who was reaching for her, settling him in her lap. Kylie crawled into Danny's lap and snuggled against him contentedly with her thumb in her mouth. The two parents leaned back against the headboard, her head against his shoulder, knowing they were truly blessed.