"Niles," she then suggested and Angier found himself looking upon his youngest son with a smile. He repeated the name in his head, the near-rhyme diverted with the singular addition of an "s." Niles Lyall. With the addition of carrying Elettra's surname as his middle name, there was no doubt that it all fit then. Again, he counted the down-furred heads of the little ones that rested at his mate's side. They would be the last of their legacy, maybe, and that - he decided - would be just fine. Between the both of them, they had raised five boys and a girl and now they had three more. It would be enough.

His head lifted again to further coax his beloved to his side, to fully lay back against him and rest her head against him. "Sounds absolutely perfect," he murmured, nuzzling his nose to hers. "But, rest now, love. Think you've outdone yerself this time." A small chuckle and another soft kiss of his lips to the side of her chin and jawline. "So proud of you..." He smiled then in a way that touched his eyes and in that moment he knew he wanted to remember this moment for the rest of his life.

Fade.