“Oh Ellis! I’m so proud of you, look at her!” Her voice is higher than I’ve ever heard it. She is looking over to where Edge is cradling Charlotte.

“Edge, give me the baby and we can still be friends.” Lyndsey threatens with a sugar sweet smile, but Edge is undeterred. Instead, he lifts Charlotte further up his chest shaking his head.

“I’ll hand over my god-daughter when I am good and ready.” If he were less mature, he would be sticking his tongue out at her. Lyndsey huffs, but goes to stand as close to him as she can, cooing up at the baby on tiptoes.

“Hey El, how you feeling?” Anders asks leaning over to kiss my cheek.

“Good, tired, but so damn happy,” I tell him honestly.

“You need any snacks?” Anders offers. I shake my head and elbow Liam in the ribs, nodding at Lyndsey.

“Oh, right, okay,” he says, coughing loudly to get everyone’s attention. “Lyndsey, we were wondering if you would do the honour of being Charlotte’s god-mother?” Liam askes, voice filled with hope. I still don’t know why he doubts that she would say anything except yes.

“Yes!” Lyndsey squeals, jumping up and down on the spot. “God-parent high five!” She cheers at Edge, who humours her by slapping his hand against hers.

As we watch the god-parents celebrate to themselves, a voice rounds the corner. “Now you better not be partying without me, eh? I would have been here sooner, but I was sweet talking a nurse into letting me in.” Rook bounds into the room like a bull, the only one who didn’t bother to knock – but to be fair, his hands are very full. In one hand there is a huge bouquet of flowers with a Bloom and Blossom ribbon tied around them, the other hand is clutching a plush rabbit with big pink ears and the bag of food he promised me. Among the gifts he has a balloon tied somewhere as it bobs above his head.

“We have a private room, you didn’t need to sweet talk anyone,” Liam tells him, shaking his head.

“She was pretty, it was worth it.” He laughs running his eyes over the room until they fall on Charlotte. “Welcome to the world, Baby Ruin!” He cheers. His booming voice makes Charlotte jump and begin to wail. “No, no, no, baby I’m sorry, don’t cry. Look, it’s Uncle Jonas.” He somehow manages to wrangle the still crying baby out of Edge’s arms by replacing her with the bunny.

“Damn rookie, making her cry.” Edge rolls his eyes.

Rook breaks into an amazingly off-tune rendition of a medley of nursery rhymes until Charlotte settles.

Anders saunters over to check on her, and Lyndsey follows close behind, huddling over Rook, swearing that she better be next in line for a cuddle. Jack laughs at the scene of his new family fussing over Charlotte.