gorgeous knightmare.

Huh? Did something happen that I don’t know about?

She tried flirting with you at the bar one night, no one really knew why you broke up with Leighla so she smelt fresh meat and when I found out, I gave her such a knot on the head.

Heh, guess not. Guess we should have come clean much sooner, eh?

Would have made things easier and Aubrey wouldn't haven't have a knot on her head. 

I didn’t think it was that obvious. Guess I was wrong. It’s a wonder we were able to keep our relationship secret for so long. 

Well, I thought so too but I guess we weren't foolin' anyone.

'Hey Jude' was a song his daughter was more than familiar with. Saraya sang it to her just as often as Colby had when it came to 'Have Faith in Me.' However he wasn't expecting her to sing to Saraya's stomach, a soft smile gracing his lips as he watched all of this, eyes glancing up to see the look of sadness in his wife's eyes. He extended his hand out for hers, giving it a gentle squeeze in hopes that it would help ease whatever pain she was currently feeling, softly singing along as his attention fell back to their daughter. 'take a sad song and make it better..' He could feel the emotions starting to hit hard, but by some miracle he was able to keep the best poker face intact. Not wanting his wife to become any more sadder than she already was. 

Something in the lyrics spoke to her, take a sad song and make it better, this baby was supposed to that, she wanted this baby and Colby gave it to her as one last thing to do. She squeezed his hand softly in returned and quietly she spoke to Colby. "Jude...his name is Jude." Nothing in this entire process had felt right, until she uttered that name. Hey Jude was the song that Saraya sung to Noir on the day she and Colby got married, they danced to it too. This baby boy's name was Jude. "We can name him Julian...but his name is Jude." Biting down her lip she tried to stop herself from crying, "Your son's name is Julian." 

Truth was Colby had no clue what they could have named their son, so far he had come up with a handful of girl’s name because he was sure that was just what they were having—-another girl. But seeing the look on his wife’s face, he wanted so much to give her what she wanted. “I don’t know, babe.” his shoulders shrugged as he glanced down as his hand as it rested on her stomach. “What about Jaden? Or Seth?” he asked. He waited for her to tell him what she thought about those two options before speaking again. “Well, do you have anything in mind?” he asked, hoping to himself she had some better options in mind.

"I..like both of them. I like Jaden." She did but she didn't think it felt right. A few moments later Noir would come in with her little toy pot and bottle. "She was so easy to name it was just like, boom there it was. Ok. So I named her after an eyeliner but still." Noir holding a spoon to her Mother's tummy would say, "brother eat..eat." And of course Saraya shook her head, it wasn't that she didn't think it was cute, it was that she wanted Noir to just claim down for a moment. "Noiry, brother's sleeping and Daddy and I are trying to find him a name." Noir would stare at her mother for a moment or two and then bringing her little face back to Saraya's tummy would sing in whatever broken little voice she could manage. 'hey jude. don't make it bad.' That was the song that Saraya sung Noir. Well Colby had his ADTR, Saraya had the Beatles. She pausing listening to Noir, her eyes beginning to water.

Truth was Colby wasn’t all that thirsty, but he needed a moment or two to collect himself before even attempting to enter back into the room with his family. He walked over to the cabinet to grab a glass, bringing it over to the fridge to fill with water and a couple of ice cubes. He had a feeling that Saraya would be in there eventually so he didn’t want to seem like a liar. “Get it together, Colbs. You have to be strong.” he thought to himself as he pulled out the chair to take a seat at the table. He glanced up just as Saraya walked through the door, the look on her face clearly showing that she knew something was bothering him. “I wonder if our baby boy will be as smart as his sister.” he said, hoping that would distract her from any questions she may or may not had been thinking of asking him. 

She wanted to cry and scream, that had been the theme but she told herself, right now you need to be strong for him. Taking a seat next to him she smiled. Her hand reaching out to Colby's to place it on her tummy. "I think he will be." She was quiet for a moment or two before looking back up at her husband. "I want us to pick a name before your time is up. You need to know his name." She wasn't playing around with this, there was no weeping or sadness when she spoke, "this is something I want. There's not much left you can give me. But give me that."