A new mother sits in the dimly lit nursery, a soft and warm glow illuminating her skin as she practically glowed brighter than the light of the room itself.

She's holding her new charge in her arms. The mother hasn't slept well in days. Being a new mother was exhausting, after all.

"Pl-please don't leave me Daddy!" Dakota slurred out in what was probably the most lucid she'd been in a long time.

Cooper, her Daddy, the man she had pleased, loved, and obeyed for as long as she could remember was standing over her with a cocked-to-the-side grin.