Jude continued to look at his work, with his hands in his pocket. As Lucy's lips touched his cheek, he turned to her and put his forehead against hers, his hair falling a bit forward. "It's christened, then. Its ours." He flashed her a toothy smile while wrapping his hands around her waist, staring intently into her eyes. This was all much more than he could have asked for, but it was everything he wanted.

He closed his eyes and rocked with her while dreaming of their home once more. Of the times they would have there, and imagined Max's reaction when he would return home. He had the overwhelming sense that everything was okay with the world and always would be. "Love, love, love."