He could not speak as Alexis held out the precious child, bundled up in the soft pink blanket. "Meet Kristina," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. Stefan carefully cradled the sleeping child as he had years earlier with Nikolas. He gazed at the beautiful infant as she lay protected in his arms. She was breathtaking and a fierce wave of love swept over him as he gently stroked her cheek. Kristina's tiny hand reached out and tightly clutched his finger and instantly Stefan smiled. "A Cassadine, she is," he said proudly.
Placing Kristina back into her Mother's welcoming arms, Stefan lowered himself until their gazes met. "A Cassadine she will always be," he said staunchly to Alexis. "Always."