Disclaimer: See first chapter.

“I was wondering where you had gone,” Sara spoke softly from their bedroom’s doorway.

Gil turned around, smiling. “You found me.”

“That means I get to keep you according to the old adage,” she responded as she advanced towards him with a grin.

He kissed her when she reached him and wrapped an arm around his waist. “What about this one? Should we keep her, too?” he whispered, holding his sleeping newborn daughter protectively to his chest.

“Yes, most definitely yes. In fact, why don’t we take her back to the living room with us while we finish our movie?”

A/N: Inspired entirely by, “Finders, Keepers…”