The hospital room was quiet except for the soft beeping of monitors and Elena's occasional tiny sounds as she slept in the bassinet beside my bed. It had been three days since her dramatic entrance into the world, and I was finally starting to feel human again.

Dr. Morrison had kept me for observation longer than usual, wanting to make sure there were no complications from the hemorrhaging. But everything was healing well, and she'd promised I could go home tomorrow if my vitals stayed ...