Y/N's POV
I can remember the day my child was born. July 9th. She was 2 weeks early so I wasn't expecting it. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. Just like Kenny. We had a girl and we called her Caitlyn.
I fell in love again. Kenny was crying the first time he saw her. She even smiled and that's rare for a newborn baby.
Uncle Stan and Auntie Wendy came to visit aswell. Stan couldn't stop smiling at her. He said to me once; "I don't care if I ever become a dad, as long as I become an uncle."
That was cute. We hired a photographer to take some newborn pictures.

(These are just some pictures I found on the internet- I DON'T own the pictures- I can take them down if you want me to.)

Caitlyn <3

Mommy (Y/N) and Caitlyn <3

Family Picture <3

She was perfect.
"Y/N?" Kenny says.
"Hm?" I look down at Caitlyn and smile.
"Thank you..."
I look back up and blink. "For what?"
"For giving me hope, Caitlyn and a life."
I blushed.

When Kenny's family visited, they weren't very welcoming. Karen was jumping up and down, wanting to hold the baby but her dad said no. His mom was so nice though. She knitted a pair of cute gloves for her. Kevin wasn't there. He was busy.

Shelley was busy with college. Ever since that 'thing' with Cartman, she never came home from college or work; She's a nurse on the other side of America. We don't have that bond anymore. Same with mom and dad. They loved Caitlyn to bits but hardly said a word to me. I know what I did was bad but they can't torture me forever. Sometimes I wonder how it could've all turned out if that night didn't happen.
I picked up a piece of paper and an ink pen and begin to write. I write a letter to Caitlyn. About what happened and her choices whether she can forgive me or not.

I Love My Perfect Family.

Kenny's POV
She's beautiful, she's perfect she's my daughter. The one I'm supposed to protect. I wasn't able to protect Y/N but I hope I can repay the favour with Caitlyn.
We named her Caitlyn Karen McCormick. She may look like me buy I hope she's just like her mum; perfect, kind helpful and supportive.

10 years ago I didn't think I'd be in this situation. My family was poor, I could barley spell my own name and I was rubbish at maths. That is until Y/N came along. She turned my life around. She helped me.

But I couldn't do the same.

Before I fell asleep that night, I turned it the light, watched them breath heavily and whispered;
"I'll protect you both....I love you...."

She squeezed my hand and mumbled;
"I love you too."

I went to bed that night knowing I have something and not something I've imagined.