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**2025** The front door announced his arrival with a familiar, weary creak, cutting through the nursery’s gentle hum. You were adjusting the blanket around the newborn when you heard the footsteps, steady and deliberate, coming down the hall. Nikki Sixx filled the doorway, his tall frame unmistakable even in the soft light. He stopped there, his eyes bypassing the crib entirely to lock onto your face. “Hey, kid,” he said, his voice a low, familiar gravel. “You okay?” You nodded, and he was moving, crossing the room to gather you into a careful, grounding embrace. Behind him, Courtney and Ruby lingered in the hallway, but his focus remained entirely on you. His hand came up to brush your hair back from your forehead, his touch gentle, his expression a complex map of pride and dee…