Jaye was sitting on her bed with baby Eryn at her side. She had put the tiny purple dress that Nancy had bought when to take her home. It was preemie sized but it was still big on the tiny girl. Jaye was also dressed and was waiting on her husband, Flint to come take the two of them home. She had grown very attached and protective of the tiny baby that God had bestowed upon her and would hardly let anyone else hold her. She started to sing the little miracle a soft Gaelic lullaby and didn't notice her husband standing in the doorway.

"Ready to go home?" Flint asked, walking in the hospital room. "Or do you want Henry to check you out one last time?" He smiled at the teasing.

Jaye looked up and smiled at her husband. "I can't believe she's here."

"I know, she's a little angel," Flint smiled, walking over and taking the suitcase off the bed. "I bet she wants to go home too."

"I'm a little scared too, Dash," Jaye said softly.

"Henry said everything is fine," Flint assured her. He walked over and took her arm.

"But she's so small," Jaye said as she let him help her to a standing position. She was still in pain from the c-section.

"A lot of babies are born small," Flint replied, leading her to a wheelchair, and helping her sit carefully. He very gently put the tiny bundle of joy in her arms before he rolled her out of the room, down the hallway, and out of the hospital while nurses waved goodbye, probably celebrating her leave. He chuckled inside.

Jaye cooed at her baby as they left. She looked up and noticed the car seat waiting for her, one that had a special insert for preemies. "Well little Eryn, it's time for you to see your home."

"Oh, yes, she is going to love her new room," Flint chuckled, gently taking the newborn in his arms and placing her in the little car seat, then helped his wife sit in the backseat before he walked around the driver's side and got in. He started the car and drove towards the farm, smiling all the way. Home.

Jaye held a pillow to her abdomen as they drove up the bumpy gravel drive to the house.

Flint parked the car in front of the farmhouse and jumped out, rushing around, and opened the door for her before he slowly helped her out of the vehicle. "Easy there," he said, leading her to the porch steps and then turned, talking the baby carefully in his arms. He walked back to his wife, and with one arm, guided her up the stairs and into the house.

Jaye walked slowly and gingerly. She was hurting but she was very happy to be home. "Where is everybody?"

"I think Cayden is up in his room studying, and Nancy and Brad went out horseback riding," Flint answered.

"Oh," Jaye said. "I figured they'd be waiting for us."

"Cayden's here," Flint reminded her gently. "And Nancy said she'll visit with Brad after you rested."

"Oh, okay," Jaye said sounding a little disappointed. She took the baby for him and walked into the living room and slowly and gently sat down on the couch.

"Do you want something to eat?" Flint asked gently. "Or want to sleep for a few hours?"

"No, I'm fine," Jaye said as she curled up on the couch.

"Do you want to put Eryn in her room?" Flint asked, glancing at his newborn daughter.

"Let's take her up there," Jaye said smiling at him. "Help me up."

Flint walked over and offered his hand. "Do you want me to carry her up?"

"I've got her," Jaye said and winced as he helped her up. "Give me just a second," she said as she stood there.

"Take your time," Flint said, holding on to her arm.

Jaye nodded when she was ready and they walked to the stairs. She felt his arm on him as they started up the steps. "Ummm...Dash maybe you should take her."

"Alright," Flint carefully took his little daughter, while helping his wife slowly up the stairs. They finally made it to the second floor and down the hall. "Want to put her in her crib?"

Jaye nodded. "You put her bassinet in our room, right?" she asked as they headed the nursery.

"Yes," Flint answered. "Nancy made sure everything would be ready."

"I don't know what I'd do without her," Jaye said as they walked into the nursery.

"Hey! What am I? Chop liver?" Flint teased, leading her to the rocking chair. "Here, sit down."

Jaye let him help her sit down. She gently started to rock the little girl. "She's so precious."

"Yes, she is," Flint leaned down and kissed the baby's head. "I love you, Peanut." He then kissed his wife and walked over to the crib, taking Brutus into his hands and went back to his wife and daughter. "Brutus is a very special bear, pumpkin," he began talking to the baby. "He has a story to say. Want to hear it?" He smiled at the small tiny newborn that kept her eyes closed. "Well.. it all began with your Mommy and her best friend talking in their suite while your Mommy was waiting for a very handsome man to come pick her up..."