Zeev POV
"What are we gonna name him? We never settled on a name? I thought for a half a moment he might name himself." Harlee giggled softly. Ash was sprawled next to us on the bed, asleep. Sands and Sam were on Death Duty again and Harlee and I were simply staring at our son, who was partaking of his sixth meal since being born. He stared at us silently. Although he was an infant, you could see it, beyond the human soul, the spark of Knowledge that existed. The part of me that was there. For me, it was like a homing beacon. Wherever I went, I felt him, in the back of my mind, the signal stronger now that he was born, like the piece of me was calling for me to come get it.
"It's all yours now son." I whispered, stroking his head.
"Hmm?" Harlee asked sleepily. She had her h
