Danny had originally dreamed of taking his son to baseball games, training him to be the perfect ghost hunter, teaching him the best video games and more, but all of that was forgotten.

He had a beautiful baby girl. He would raise her perfectly. He would not mess her up. She was too important.

He and Sam were lying on the bed, cuddling Lily. Danny had his arms around his wife's neck, and his left was underneath Sam's. They were holding the girl, together. She really was adorable; so helplessly tiny.

There were noises outside; soon after, the door opened, and in came the lot. Mr. and Mrs. Fenton, Mr. and Mrs. Manson, Jazz, Rachel, Jessica, and Tucker.

"Finally!" He ran over to the couple, and stared into the young child's bright blue eyes. "What's her name?"

"I think we'd all like to know that," said Mrs. Fenton, beaming beside her husband.

The new parents looked at each other, then said in unison, "Lilith".

It really was a beautiful name.