Five years later.

Shane woke up when he felt someone snuggling into his chest, arms wrapped protectively around his neck. He opened one of his eyes and chuckled at seeing his five-year-old son practically hugging him. He looked at the clock and sighed slightly when he realized it was still seven o'clock in the morning. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and stewed chicken entered his nose when he heard loud voices outside the room.

That immediately brought a bright smile to his face, ...