I Wani Spend My Life With That Gator.

Chapter 12: I Wani Gaze At The Stars

March 5th 201M B.C 2028

Life had been changed drastically for Damien in the couple of days since his child was brought into the world. Liz and James were given the okay to go home two days later after extensive care and vitals the doctors took on both mother and son.

It was obvious that Liz was still tired, she slept the entire day when they came home so it was up to Damien to take care of his son. Who was currently sleeping in his crib at the moment, the newborn was bundled up in an adorable red and blue onesie that his parents had gotten them for the baby shower many months back. They actually got him multiple sizes due to not knowing what he'd look like, but this size that was for infant Brachiosauruses fit just perfectly.

Damien leaned against the doorway and smiled, his arms crossed as he looked at his pride and joy with warmth. He looked so much like his mother, of course since he had the neck of a Brachiosaurus. He cuddled against a teddy bear that he was holding against him, Damien examined further and saw him chewing on the arm of the teddy that was ripped and torn by the small dino.

He slept while he teethed on his teddy, it was an adorable sight to Damien. He went up to the crib and smiled down at his young, his eyes watering ever so slightly. He growled and wiped at his eye as he whimpered. "Damnit... Enough crying, I've already cried so much these past few days."

Damien wasn't one to get emotional, the only time he would was when he was angry was when someone was making fun of his family or his wife. It was terrifying to see the usually laid back and chill Dilopho-Spinosaurus wanting to break something in half, whoever was on the receiving end of his punch... May God rest their soul.

He smiled nonetheless, at least it was happy tears and not anything bad, he hasn't felt this happy since his wedding day when he married the love of his life. The same woman who brought this beautiful and amazing creature into this world.

He looked down at the side and saw the nightlight that was shaped as a candle and had the candle light on at the tip. He made sure it was on, he didn't want his son crying in the dark because of the darkness. He looked back down at his son, he saw the pacifier was on the side of the little infant so he quietly reached in and grabbed it. He placed it on the shelf and looked down at his son with a smile.

He would do anything for this little guy, he barely came into the world and there was nothing he wouldn't do for this adorable little thing. He walked behind him and closed the curtains that were opened, he shut them so the morning sun wouldn't wake his son.

He walked back to the door and stopped, he looked back at his son with pride and placed his hand on the doorknob. "I'll see you in the morning son... Goodnight."

He gently closed the door, a click was heard but not enough for it to be a problem for the little one who was still fast asleep in his crib. Damien let out a soft sigh of relief, he placed his forehead on the door and closed his eyes. New thoughts rushing in suddenly, dreadful thoughts, terrible thoughts, of not being there for his son. The thoughts raced around, what if something happened to him? What if he and his son weren't on good terms in the future? What if Liz and Him...

Damien shook the thoughts from his head, this wasn't the first time these plagues came to his mind, nor would it be the last. He stood up straight, putting his hand on the door and then leaving, the thoughts remained but the shine of his fatherly aura penetrated the dark thoughts with the brightness a father only could muster.

He went to the door that was right across from the nursery, he sighed and then headed inside, his frown was instantly washed away by the sight of his wife. The woman that was there for him and will continue to be there for him. She rested on her side as she watched the door open, she wasn't asleep yet since she wanted to be with her hubby so they could fall asleep together.