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Although Jenna kept one eye on the office, she enjoyed her time at home.

Rio was doing fine and had followed up on the case.

The hair trophies were found to be a match to other missing girls in various states.

Carter had taken the case to the FBI director and all the details had been shared across the USA.

Hopefully, the bodies of the lost girls would be discovered and cold cases closed.

Rowley had made a full recovery and was back at work, the ragged scar on his forehead a testament to how close he’d come to dying.

Although Kane had spoken to the deputies about the dangers of hidden explosives, Jenna had arranged for Carter to give them a refresher course.

The FBI had been very accommodating and Carter had spent an entire week with them.

Olivia, it seemed, had been approached for a movie deal for her story.

The young girl had come through her ordeal better than expected.

Her parents were handling everything and had secured an agent to represent their daughter.

Jenna hoped it wouldn’t bring her team under the spotlight, but the mayor was ecstatic.

Tourism would boom in Black Rock Falls once again.

Being a new mother was exhausting. Although Jackson was a dream, he decided that the feed at two in the morning was playtime.

Kane had amazed Jenna on how swiftly he’d slid into the baby’s routine.

He’d take the night shift, allowing her to go back to sleep after feeding Jackson.

They kept the baby in his crib beside their bed.

He had a nursery, but right now they wanted to immerse themselves in the bonding process.

It had been wonderful to see Tauri’s big smile when they sat him down and gave him the baby to hold. Jenna sat beside him. “This is your brother, Jackson.”

“He looks like Daddy.” Tauri touched the baby’s cheek. “He is so tiny.”

Jenna laughed. Jackson had weighed in at a little under ten pounds. He had huge feet and hands, big blue eyes, and a mop of thick black hair. She nodded. “Yes, he does look like Daddy. He has his big feet.”

“He’ll grow really fast and before you know it he’ll be playing with you.” Kane ruffled Tauri’s hair. “You’ll be able to teach him languages.”

“I might teach him how to walk first.” Tauri grinned. “But he’s too small yet. Maybe later.”

Friends had arrived in droves to see the baby.

The house was soon filled with gifts and flowers.

Wolfe dropped by often and always with Norrell.

She’d seen the longing on Norrell’s face when she’d held Jackson.

Her wedding to Wolfe would be at the end of the month.

It was wonderful to see such a happy couple.

Later that night, as Jenna fed Jackson, she looked at Kane. “Do you figure Shane and Norrell will have kids?”

“They’re young enough.” Kane leaned back on the pillows. “I have no idea. It’s not something he discusses with me. Shane is a very private person.”

Jenna sat Jackson up and patted his back.

“You know, I’m glad we decided to take leave and spend time with Jackson.

Later, I’ll only go into work when necessary, so he gets used to me coming and going.

He’ll have Nanny Raya as a constant and I’ll make sure she’s involved from the get-go so he won’t fuss if we need to go to work. ”

“You can oversee the office from home.” Kane yawned.

“If necessary, you can even visit crime scenes via video calls. It will all work out fine. Our team will manage. If another serial killer comes along, you can always call in the FBI to assist the team.” He took Jackson from her and rested him on his shoulder.

“This is our time with our baby. Life and crime will go on without us. Trust me, there will be a ton of cases coming along for us to solve when we return to work full-time. There’s no need to rush.

Right now, both our boys need us at home.

” He stood and walked from the room, singing softly to his son.

Surrounded by the warm love that feeding a baby gives a mother, Jenna lay back, fully intending to go to sleep.

Instead, she got up to use the bathroom, and on the way back to bed, heard Kane’s voice.

He was talking to Jackson. She walked along the passageway and peered into the family room.

Kane was on the sofa, with Jackson in his arms. Love overflowed seeing them together.

Jackson was looking at Kane so intently, and Kane’s head was bent, one finger wrapped in Jackson’s tiny hand.

“I have a secret to tell you, and when you’re grown, you’ll know the truth of your heritage.

” Kane’s voice was just above a whisper.

“One day, when the world is a better place, you’ll be able to claim what’s rightfully yours.

It’s all there waiting and protected by the government.

” He touched the baby’s lips. “For now, it’s a secret to keep our family safe, but I named you Jackson Daniel because it’s my family name.

The name given to my great-grandfather, grandfather, father, and me. ”

Hand pressed against her chest, Jenna held her breath.

She slipped without a sound back to bed.

Heart pounding, she stared into the darkness.

Speculation about Kane’s real name had never been an issue because he refused to divulge it for her own safety.

The sudden urge to Google the family came to mind and she squashed it immediately.

The price on his head meant that his name over the internet would trigger anyone wanting to claim the bounty.

For now, the terrorists believed he’d died in a car bombing seven years ago.

If she made one slip of the tongue, he’d die.

She wished she could take back the last few minutes, but how could she forget?

Every time she looked at her baby, or spoke his name, she’d remember the touching scene.

Should she tell Kane or keep the secret?

When Kane came back into the room and laid Jackson down in his crib, Jenna pretended to be asleep.

As he pulled her against him and curled around her, she relaxed as the heat of his body washed over her.

Life was good, and she could keep a secret too.

If necessary, she’d deal with it tomorrow.

She snuggled back against Kane and smiled into the darkness. Tomorrow never comes.