(Chaos. His thoughts and feelings are a mindless slew of fear, anxiety and anticipation. Panicked, he turns to his guide. "I don't understand! What's happening?" Before his guide can respond, the ear-splitting screech of his beloved fills the air....)
Pacing anxiously on the front porch,Levi looks up in alarm at the sound of his wife's pain. He dashes to the door, only to be held back by his two best friends.
"No, Levi you can't go in just yet!" "She's in pain!" He cries, again trying to shove past them. "It'll be over soon. She..."
A tiny cry reaches their ears, and then a louder and more robust cry following. The front door opens. It's the midwife.
"You can come in now, Levi." She holds the door open for him and waits patiently. He's fearful suddenly and hesitates for just a moment before stepping inside the house.
Heart thudding in his chest, he approaches the bed. She looks exhausted and pale,but there's a radiant smile on her face.
"Congratulations Levi, it's a boy."
He takes the precious bundle in his arms gingerly, and looks down in awe. The chin, the mouth...definitely hers. The eyes,the nose...definitely his. No moment in time could possibly be as perfect as this.
"What shall you name him, Levi?" He smiles a little bit sadly, and looks down at the sleeping boy with love.
(He's so overwhelmed by this experience.Finally understanding everything he has missed out on. Not because of the scouts,but because of himself.
His ugly past,his career in the scouts...these are just excuses to mask the loneliness and the fear that he never had any right to this kind of happiness in the first place.
He knows this is untrue now. He can be happy, he can have love and dammit, it is just as much his to experience as anyone else.)
("I choose this.") (Levi, are you sure?) ("I have never been more sure of anything in my life. Take me home.") (Then we will go back to the present. Good luck,Levi.)