It was late before Miles got back to their quarters. Nora had already gone to bed. He knew her well enough to know she was feigning sleep, so he started talking.

"I don't know anything about babies. I can't promise you anything because every time I make a promise someone ends up hurt or killed."

"I won't do this alone again." she finally said.

"Won't ask you to."

"You sure?"

"I will do my best."

Nora sighed. It was as good as it was going to get.

"Isn't this what you wanted? You, me, a baby?" he asked, gently.

"I wanted it five years ago. You ran off, the baby died, I was alone. Suddenly, we have a second chance at it all, and you're all weird about it." she admitted.

He thought for a minute. "Maybe we weren't ready then."

"Miles." she said, patiently. "No one is ever ready for this."

"Fair enough."

"I named her Anna." Nora whispered.

"Who?" Understanding suddenly dawned on him. "Oh, the baby."

"She'd be four now. She already had dark hair," she continued.

"She'd be a pretty little girl." he said.

"If it weren't for the damn Blackout, Anna would have had a chance! That's why I didn't want another baby til this was all over!" Nora was angry now. "You're not going to listen or talk or anything, you never did!"

"Come here," he pulled her close to him. "I'm not going anywhere this time. This time will be different. I'll get whatever doctor you want, whatever you want, you got."

"You don't make promises."

"Well, this will be the second one I've managed to keep." Miles answered, hoping she wouldn't ask what the first was.

"It's a girl," the nurse exclaimed, handing the newborn to Miles.

His face looked blank as he accepted the baby. "Nora, I've been to war. That doesn't scare me as much as a little girl does. What if she grows up like Charlie?"

Nora took the baby from him. "Then we'll be lucky. Isn't she the most gorgeous baby?"

"Yes. The most gorgeous baby ever." He gently picked up the baby's hand. "She's tiny.

"Eight pounds isn't too little. She's healthy, the doctor said so. That's what matters." She leaned back against the pillows to take a good look at her daughter.

"Do we have a girl's name?"

"Not thanks to you."

"I don't see what is wrong with Miles Junior." he protested.

"Other then she's a girl?"

"Miley?"

"No child of mine is going to named that." she protested, kissing the baby. "Besides, I already have a name picked out."

He waited a moment. "Do i get to know what it is?" He sat down on the bed, waiting.

"Tallulah."

"Tallulah?"

"It's pretty!" she argued.

"I guess."

"You can call her Luey if you must."

"Luey Matheson." he tried it out.

"Tallulah Raye Matheson." Nora corrected.

"Raye?"

"Do you question everything?"

"Yes. How did we come up with Tallulah?" he still didn't look entirely pleased.

"Charlie came up with it."

"Of course she did." he grumbled. "Remind me to make sure she gets night patrol from now on.

"You don't like it?"

"What about something more normal, like Emily?"

"Since when are we normal?"

"True." he considered this. "Tallulah Raye Matheson."

Okay. Finished :) Actually, no, I'm already planning some little 'Lulah stories because Daddy Miles is just too much fun.

The name has no real story behind it, only that I think Nora would like pretty feminine names