Fatal Wounds

Epilogue

Valentina

"Morning sunshine." I smile hearing Catalina stretch and squirm in her bassinet beside me. I sit up and pull her out. She sleepily peers up at me with her eyes that have slowly been gaining their color. They're lighter than Theo's but a tad bit darker than mine.

And they go directly to my chest. I laugh and caress her small cheek, "you hungry baby?" She gets irritated and starts getting fussy the longer I take to breastfeed her.

Theo stirs at the sound and peers an eye open. "She's up?" When I nod, he too sits up. Theo had the night shift with her, giving her my pumped milk when she got hungry. I'm sure he didn't get such good sleep but despite that he likes to get up when she wakes me up.

"Good morning Mi Amor," Theo places kisses all over my face making my face scrunch up and pull away with a laugh. Our baby looks up from where she's latched at my chest and tries to smile. "Good morning Hermosa." He smiles softly and leans down to kiss her cheek.

Catalina turns three months today and today is also the last day Theo has physical therapy. After his coma he was having trouble with walking and certain movements since his muscle memory was depleted, these three months of physical therapy helped him gain it back.

Theo has also been visiting the gym regularly to gain back the muscle he lost, in my opinion he looks as handsome as ever.

"Good morning, handsome." I smile and give him a kiss. Theo tries to pull me closer into him but our daughter between us prevents that. Theo frowns but settles for holding me in his arms with my back to his chest.

His hands go to my shoulders and push into my stiff muscles. I groan and my head falls to his shoulder. His fingers work magic down my back, he places his chin on my shoulder and murmurs in my ear. "What do you want for breakfast, my love?"

"Not sure," I pull Lina off my chest when she unlatches. Theo helps pull my shirt up as I hold her to my shoulder and pat against her back. She focuses on Theo's face behind me with wide milk drunken eyes and milk dribbling from her lips. "You want to make something?"

"Of course." He says immediately, "Your body makes food to keep our baby fed, I have to make food to keep you fed. What do you feel for?"

Once Lina burps I place her down on her stomach for tummy time. Hopefully she doesn't puke on our sheets again.

"Can you make me a coffee?" I ask, "and a bolillo made with butter and sugar?"

Theo hums against my neck and presses kisses along my shoulder making Lina babble and try to reach for him. "I'll change her," he says when she gets fussy, "you can lay back down amor."

Theo cradles Lina in his arms that have gone bigger as a result of his time in the gym they make Lina look so small. It's adorable and the image of Lina against Theo's bare chest is a sight for sore eyes. I watch for a while as her large curious eyes gaze up at him with so much love mirrored by his eyes.  He places a kiss right in her neck making her face twist in a smile along with a breathless laugh escaping her.

"I'll join you in the kitchen." I press a kiss to Theo's cheek and get ready as quick as I can in the bathroom.

Breakfast is a mixture of Theo trying to get me to dance with him and Lina being amused and using her little voice to its fullest with all her babbling and laughs.

"Ready for PT?" I ask Theo, running my hands down his chest that's now covered by a shirt. "Last day." I tell him with a proud smile.

"I'm glad it's over." He groans, "it was torture."