Dawson could not believe his ears. One of the things he wished to have before he died was to have a great-grandchild.

"Now I can die in peace," he said as a tear left his eyes.

"What are you saying, Dawson?" Jessica said squeezing his hands.

"What more could I ask for? I wanted Xavier to settle down with a good and beautiful woman and I got have beyond my expectation and then I wanted a great grandchild and I was given one. What more cloud an old man like me want out of life?"

"Since you wanted a great-grandchild you have to be around to spoil the child silly"...