ARA'S POV
When I woke up I was surrounded by those I love most; my sisters, Adam, Bree, Chase, and Davenport. My family.
I was home.
The infirmary bed was comfortable against the cold, hard, gurney. My hips ached and I had a minor migraine. "Spencer?" I croaked, wincing at my movement.
"She's right here," Adam whispered, handing me a small bundle that I had just noticed he was holding. I let a tear involuntarily slip down my cheek.
"You still want to put her in the system for adoption?"
I shook my head. "She's my baby," I whispered. "We can do this, right?" I searched for reassurance in Adam's eyes.
"Of course," he said, kneeling beside me and cradling our daughter's head.
I smiled, looking at how far we'd come, how much we'd been through.
"Let's do this thing."
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The Golden Trio: Sequel
Fanfiction[CF2] After recovering from the previous happenings, Adam is back to his normal self, which means life can return back to normal for those living on the bionic island. However, not too normal--as Davenport has decided to round up the main group and...
