Aftermath.

"Alright Kiddo, that's a wrap." Packing up the last of his medical equipments, Doctor Bailey gently patted Ashley on the head, the boy reacting to the affection the exact same way he reacts to his mother's touch. "Everything is perfect, and you have your father to thank for that." "My father?" The boy perked up at the mention of his dad. "You know my father?" His eyes shone as he looked at the doctor who found his reaction rather cute. Holding the clipboard close to his chest, he nodded. "Of course I do. Mr. Bryce is your father, right?" "Mr. Bryce?" Ashley questioned, looking more confused than a few seconds ago. At this point, Doctor Bailey wasn't sure if he should continue speaking. But nonetheless, he chuckled uncertainly. "Yes, Gabriel Bryce. That's your father, isn't he?" Immediately he asked that question, the doctor slapped his forehead. "Ah, how stupid of me. Who am I to ask a kid for such answers when the test proved that he is the biological father." He spoke to himself, how