Hey guys, this is the last one for you. Yup, the last chapter *sniffles* so please enjoy!

Oh and one more thing, I added a part to Ian and John's argument two chapters ago and I think certain aspects of this chapter will make a lot more sense if you go on and read that real fast =] Again, Enjoy!

"My god…" John whispered breathlessly staring at the small child in his arms "He's amazing."

"He's your son" Helen smiled.

"Of course he's my son, I mean look at how handsome he already is! He is definitely mine" John grinned. Helen slapped him playfully on the arm.

"God, this is amazing" John shook his head with a smile as he sat down on the hospital bed at his wife's side.

"You're telling me?" she smiled. John returned it with a grin.

"How's Ian?" she asked suddenly.

"He's doing better" John nodded "Tom told me a while back that they had to practically tie him down to keep him from running down here to see you and his new nephew."

Helen laughed "Typical Ian." Her expression suddenly darkened a bit "Listen, I heard that you and Ian had a little bit of an argument-"

"From who?"

"It doesn't matter" Helen said shaking her head "John, he's 18, he's your brother. Leave him alone."

"Yeah…I know" John sighed "Where's Ash? He was here a minute ago…"

"Didn't he run off a minute ago?"

John furrowed his brows.

"Said he got a call and needed to go in" Helen explained with a frown "Not to worry though, Alaina, Tobey and Tommy are here, and knowing Ian, he'll probably crawl out the window and sneak in here."

John laughed "Yeah…"

"That's what you call a brother, John" Helen said softly "He could be dying and he still wouldn't miss the birth of your first child. He cancelled a mission and got himself killed by Blunt just to attend our wedding, I'm sure he'd do the same for the birth of our child any day" she said, indirectly attacking Ash's leaving.

"I know…" John looked down "But Ash doesn't mean any harm, Helen. When he gets back I definitely want to talk to him…you know…I really want to make him the godfather of my son…"

Helen's expression was unreadable for a second but she quickly changed it to a smile "Alright, John. If that's what you want."

John smiled, leaned over and kissed his wife on the forehead "I love you." He then looked down at his son "And you too young man."

At that moment, the door to the room creaked open the slightest bit and the head of Ian Rider poked in "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

"Not at all, Ian, come in" Helen smiled at the young man that was practically her brother.

"Cool" Ian said as he stepped into the room, a crutch at his right side.

"They actually let you out?" John asked as his brother limped his way over and took a seat next to him.

"Well, Tommy's just dying to see John Jr. here and he's not allowed to leave me so his only option was to have me tag along" Ian grinned "He's standing outside on watch, told me I should go in first."

"Well, it's good to see you walking so soon, Ian" Helen smiled at the younger.

"And it's good to see you doing well so soon after giving birth to Satan's kid" Ian glared playfully at his brother, earning him a smack across the head.

"It's a boy" John smiled at the child in his arms.

"He's incredible" Ian breathed, looking at his nephew "Can I hold him?"

"Course, go ahead" John said, handing the child over to his brother.

"I've got a nephew" Ian marveled, looking down at the boy "Hey, little guy."

"That's your Uncle Ian, son" John smiled.

Ian frowned "Not uncle…I don't think I want him to call me uncle."

"Why not?" Helen raised a brow.

"Dunno…first off, the word uncle doesn't hold very valuable memories for me…" Ian sighed "I guess uncle…uncle can mean anyone…in some places people call every other man in their life uncle…I think father's brother better describes the relation."

"I agree" John nodded, knowing exactly what his brother was talking about.

"What I really mean is…I want my nephew to know I'm not gonna be any Uncle Terry which is basically the only way I can describe him…I want my nephew to know that I am his father's brother. I don't know…it's incredibly hard to explain."

"I know what you mean" John said slowly.

"I know you know…" Ian looked down at his nephew "I want him to know."

A comfortable silence came over the room as all three adults stared admiringly at the beautiful child in Ian's arms.

"Have you named him yet?" Ian asked suddenly after a while "Or are you juts gonna name him after good old daddy?" he added with a smirk.

"Right, you'd said you wanted Tony if it was a boy" Helen nodded.

"Actually…" John said a bit absentmindedly. "I think…I've got something else I'd like to name my son…"

Both Helen and Ian raised a brow-though Ian had a feeling he knew.

"Alex" John said with a smile. "Alex Tony Rider."

"I think I like the sound of that" Ian said with a smile of his own "Helen?"

"Beautiful" Helen nodded.

"Well, he's your son" Ian said handing the newly named child back to his mother. "If you approve than that's that."

John nodded. He looked up to his brother, who was grinning like he hadn't seen in a long time. It made him feel good, knowing his brother was so happy for the birth of his first child. Ian looked back at him and for a second both their grey eyes locked upon one another. And for one split second, they saw the utter devotion, love, care and belief in one another's eyes. And with that, both their faces broke out into smiles.

"So, Alex Tony Rider" Ian said turning to Helen "When exactly will we be bringing you home?"

"In a few weeks or so" Helen answered.

"Can't wait" Ian said "You know, you two should totally come with me and Tobey to France in three months."

"Yes, of course, have the first piece of music my son listens to from a U2 concert in France, genius" John rolled his eyes.

"It's not a bad idea actually" Helen muttered.

All three of them proceeded to burst into laughter.

Oh yes, it was good to be home. It was good to see the smiling faces of the ones they loved the most, and for John, it was so amazing to see the unity of family. To see his family come together before him, laughing and being human if only for the moment, was an incredible experience. To see his son who was soon going to join the laughter-his son who was named after a true hero-flawed and regretful, maybe-but a true hero. And it did hurt John a bit, that his son would never meet his namesake, but one day, he did plan on bringing him to see Helen. Yes, that was a trip he would definitely plan sometime soon-To see his wife, who had a life like no other. And his brother, whose eyes sudden lit up with a glow John hadn't seen in years. It really was great to see that-especially after recent events. It was great really, to see them recover from a fight like that so fast, be able to fall back into place and trust one another with their lives so soon after a row.

It was a part of…what was it that their dad used to say? Ah yes, their Infragilis Vinculum.

Aw, I can't believe it's over. I really love this story, and even though it's only eight chapters long I'm really attached to it =] It was so fantastic and fun to write, and I hope you had just as much fun reading it as I did writing it =]

And if you've been reading this as an individual story and haven't read Quondam Iterum yet, I would greatly appreciate if you did, because it's the base of this and I'm sure if you liked this, then you'll love that =]

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