He looked down at his son, and foresaw long days ahead of playing baseball in the backyard and board games at the kitchen table. Of drying Sarah's tears and helping Meredith patch up Carson's cuts and bruises. Together, he and Meredith would raise their children and make memories to share in the autumn days. He brought Meredith's hand to his mouth and lifted his gaze to her quiet face. There, in her gray eyes, was the beginning and end of his whole world.