"I just don't understand. I didn't know how much I loved her until she was taken away and I just... I want her back." He couldn't help the way the moments immediately following replayed in his head; the way Deaton had looked so crushed as he'd wrapped the tiny infant and handed her over to him. She hadn't moved, eyes closed and chest still and Isaac had lost it when Deaton told him that they'd have to make arrangements for her.

"How could you have known?"