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mechanichaos:

Kayt leaned softly into his cupped hand, taking the comfort selfishly. She used to hate touching and being touched, but Sean was different. She laughed weakly, “Holy shit, so that’s why I feel so light! Man, it’s a whole ‘nother fuckin’ world when your hair is clean. I would’ve never guessed.” She grinned, her voice still not completely up to normal, but obvious her energy was coming back. She sighed softly, “He’ll get through it. Won’t need it later.” she nodded, brushing her hair back with her free hand, before letting it fall back to coddling her baby. Kayt knew Sean well enough to know the clearing of his throat was to mask his sadness, but she didn’t comment on it. She forced a smile on her face, “you are too, love.”

One thing he could be glad of was that even though what they had been though such an intense ordeal he could still say she was much the same as she ever was. "Amazing what happens when you wash your hair and don't spend every day in the garage, huh greasemonkey? My preserved Irish love isn't as preserved in grease or liquor as she used to be, but I know it can't be too long." He said, leaning over to kiss the top of her head, feeling a great need to be as close as possible. "Hey now you never know when a salty annoying personality could come in handy for anything." He could hear in her voice just how forced all her words were, but instead of trying to hear them in more detail, he smiled. "I'm only doing the best I can for you two."

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annaelhudson:

Annael’s face contorted into confusion for a brief moment before she caught herself. She felt like she’d been played for a fool, and it made her mad. He had known about magic, and he’d been playing her. She swallowed back her urges to become angry, and instead just nodded at him, “Yes… it makes… sense.” She tucked her hands into her pockets, chewing on her lip as she did, her shoulders hunching up as if in a way to close herself in. She smiled to one of the nurses that gave her a soft wave. “Take care of him… I think mom will be in later to see him.” she murmured, giving her a smile.  “He’ll be alright… and… your wife, too… I’m sure she’ll be fine, too.”

Sean almost wished he hadn't said anything, it was far easier to not say anything when it came to these kinds of things to avoid confusion and the potential outcome of the situation, but he'd always been one for trickery of some sort or the other, even if it was just to tell the woman that he knew about the supernatural, or indeed not tell her as it seemed. "Well, I've been here awhile." He shrugged, as though that should be enough of an explanation, he nodded toward the woman, smiling anyway. "I.. Thank you.. For.. What you did.. Or.. Didn't do.. However you want to say whatever happened."

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annaelhudson:

Annie smiled as she watched him sit down in the chair with his son. She hoped to see them relaxing and happy. They would need it, because she sure it would be a long road to tow for the small family. Things wouldn’t be easy. “I-” his statement threw her offguard, but she realized he probably meant it in the way humans meant magic, “Yeah, it’s definitely something like magic…. no one knows how mom does it, but.. she does it… some kind of magic touch.” she smiled, nodded gently at him. “yeah, it is.” she was impressed by how well Sean had taken to fatherhood. She wondered if he’d eventually end up being a pushover, and was almost sure of it.

Sean sighed softly as he watched Connor's face, frowning when he started crying without reason, his hands held gently rubbing a spot on his back to try and calm him down, softly singing an old lullaby his father always sang to him. He turned his attention back to her when he started settling down, not noticing the pause that she had made in her reply to him, instead smiling and nodding. "Well that makes more sense to me than I imagine it would to a lot of people, then again I guess I've always been open minded about those things." He said with a nod, cuddling Connor against his chest, not wanting to give him up when the nurses came, but knowing he had to for the sake of him getting strong enough to leave.

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mechanichaos:

Kayt felt the rush of emotion through her, the fear, the worry. For a moment, everything went blank. She wondered how her life got to this point. How had she gotten to this point? how…? Her mind flashed back to her youth, and how crazy it was. To her days in the shop in Georgia, covered in grease, and working from dawn till… sometimes dawn again. How had she lost herself? She clenched her eyes shut as pain rushed through her again. She hadn’t lost herself, she’d changed herself.

Change terrified Kaytlinn, even change in herself. She was going to love Connor, and she did love Sean. There was no doubt in her mind. She tensed, trying to force herself to remember that good things come from change, and good things come from pain. In the midst of the pain, however, she realized all she wanted was her mom. 

When her fiance came crashing through, her heart jumped. Her whole body would have jumped had she not been numb. “Sean,” she nearly croaked, turning her head to see him and Fluke come running in, and feeling the kiss against her fore head. The kiss sent all her bad and ill feelings melting away. It was as if she were constantly being frozen over by negativity, and he was the warmth she needed in her life to get better. 

“Alright, suit up, Mr. Knives.” the nurse gave him a soft smile, handing him the gown and mask. “You can hold her hand, but we need you to stay on that side of the curtain,” she explained, pointing to the general area of where Kayt’s upper body was. The doctor chuckled, “And if you’re the light headed type, don’t look on this side.” that was the last bit of joking available, before they surrounded Kayt and got back to work. It felt like too long for time to be passing, but also seconds, before they were rushing away with her baby. “My … baby… where is my baby..”

Sean was trying so hard to think about the happy times when everything was going so wrong, he hated knowing his fiance was in any kind of pain, let alone this level, this level was unthinkable, in some sense, right now, he wasn't so sure having any kids was worth all of this, and it terrified him that this could even happen at all. In another sense he knew that this was something wrong, that there wasn't anything at all that either one of them could do to stop this from happening, but life always made things difficult.

Clinging onto things that were good, the fact they were in the best possible place, that if anything more happeend that it would be best to have them here, that if anything really was wrong here was the best place, and beyond that, if anything happened to Kayt, she was safe here... Well at least he was hoping that was going to be true, and their son was so close.

Being beside Kayt was such a relief from the almost panic that was in the room previously that he felt like he had dunked his head in a bucket of ice water and everything had become so much clearer. He could focus on Kayt here, he could remember why he was even close to being upset though, and that reinforced the need for him to be closer to her, to make sure everything was okay, and that everything was going to be right there.

Sean nodded a thanks as he took the gown and tugged them onto his arms, tying the back and putting the mask over his mouth. He moved a little closer to Kayt, taking her hand in his and kissed the back of her hand, he would have made a few more jokes about how usually he wasn't light headed but you never know with these circumstances, things like that, he wanted to make those jokes, but by the time he thought of them the moments were gone and they wouldn't sound right, when he was whisked away he almost reached a hand out to bring him back, but he tightened his grip on her hand a little. "He's just a little early, honey, they're making sure he's okay.. He'll be okay.." He reassured... He wasn't sure if it was Kayt or himself he was reassuring.

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mechanichaos:

Kayt sighed, leaning back as she closed her eyes. Everything in her body was stir crazy, wanting to move, and do everything she needed to do for her baby and fiance. At the same time, however, she felt like she was going to fall apart. Like all her joints were over used and tired and wanted to fall off. “Slightly?” she asked, teasingly, smiling at him as well as she could.”I hope so, Sean. I hope so.” She rolled her shoulders, yawning lightly. She sighed, pulling into herself. Strong enough. She had repeating in her head. “Strong enough” was never “enough” for her. “I survived,” she sighed out, leaning her head back against the bed. How many times in her life was she going to be told “you survived, though”? It was driving her crazy. Everything in her mind felt like she was going crazy. “I’ll keep trying.”

Sean reached a hand out, running it through her hair, cupping her cheek and stroking his thumb over her cheekbone, he was glad to see that for the most part she was back to her loving self, or he should say sarcastic, though he couldn't say he wasn't about ready to do the same. "Yes, slightly, and I'm surprised, my hands are running through your hair and not getting stuck on half a cars worth of grease," he teased right back. "He has to, it's a requirement." He said, almost with a little hint of sadness in his words, but he didn't let them show, instead passing it off as clearing his throat. He pursed his lips at her words, the last thing he wanted was for her to be upset, he felt like he wasn't doing enough for her, but as much as he tried, at this point he didn't know what there was he could do but be here beside her. He sighed softly, "you're doing great."

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drnikkiusmey:

She laughed softly and nodded, “Didn’t take me long to get him to listen to me but he still gave me a run for my money sometimes.” She shook her head lightly when she thought about all the trouble Nate used to get into when they were kids. The blonde boy was always screaming for the world to notice him with his actions, it took him a while to realize that he was noticed and he didn’t have to act out to do it. “You would all forget how to eat and sleep and function as normal human beings and would wear yourselves thin and insane if I weren’t around to keep you all in check.” She replied dryly, giving him an amused look. She stretched and leaned against the wall near the crib, glancing at the time. Kat would probably come and try to visit soon, since school was about to let out.

Sean watched Connor, he was so tiny and fragile sometimes he felt like he might have been able to break him if he moved him even slightly too much, though he'd been told that he was actually pretty strong, he still didn't want to risk it. "He gave you a run for your money? For some reason I want to see that." He chuckled and shook his head. "Absolutely true, I don't know how I'd be doing any of this without you, and by extension of that, I don't know how I'd be keeping sane without you too." He said with a shake of his head.

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dahliaxbrennon:

She was startled to feel tears pricking at her eyes and she ducked her head, letting her hair cascade down to hide her face from him. Ghost whimpered and pressed closer to her. “I guess.” She mumbled in reply. She gave a slow nod and sniffled trying to hold the tears back, unsure of where they came from. She needed a distraction, for him and for her, so she opened her mouth to ask him how Kayt was coming along with being pregnant. Her brain had other plans however because what came out of her mouth was, “Why? Why did you have that stuff, Sean?” She wasn’t accusing him, she’d chosen to take it, she just wanted to know why he had it.

He tried his best to try and make her feel at ease but he didn't really know how to. It wasn't like he could reach out, hold her hand and make her feel better because so much of their relationship had been so different than that. He didn't want to do anything to upset her so instead he pulled back, not wanting to let too much of everything in and make her feel worse when things started hurting her. So instead he breathed in a deep sigh and let himself answer her question honestly. "It's old. I was addicted to it, I was addicted horrifically, but I'm not anymore. I just didn't clean out the desk well enough that's all." He still felt the guilt that his shoddy cleaning almost spelled the end for Dahlia.

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saraamaliaohare:

Sara shrugged lightly and eyed the man warily. She didn’t mind males end the age of, like, twelve, but teenagers and adult males set off her siren instincts. She’d mostly gotten used to those instincts and could ignore them but sometimes it was a struggle and she didn’t like to push her luck, or her potential victims. “He sounded like he could use one.” She forced a smile on her face as she tentatively took a step forward to peer into the incubator to make sure the little one was settling properly. “What’s his name?”

Sean put his hands in the holes of the incubator, stroking his cheek lightly as a nurse came in, working quickly, being incredibly sweet as she hooked Connor back up and asked him to call her if he needed anything. He nodded as he watched the nurse leave and smiled back at Sara. "He could use a lot of them to be honest with you, he doesn't sleep too much." He sighed softly, really feeling the bags under his eyes as he stared down at the baby in the incubator, his heart breaking just a little bit more. "Connor, he's Connor."

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mechanichaos:

Kayt felt a sear of pain through her belly. An intense cramping- like period cramps, but so much worse. She felt the aching and pain of everything in her tearing apart- or so she thought. Suddenly, the monitors she was attached to started beeping a little more wildly, a little out of hand. The medical professionals- the doctor, and nurses, stopped. Kayt watched their heads snap towards the machines. The doctor, a bit exasperated and obviously worried, put his hand between Kayt’s legs, pushing in and up, to check for centimeters. With a shake of his head, he used a rolling motion of his wrist to tell the nurses to hurry up. 

And with that short acceptance- approval, push, if you will, everything went in to hyperdrive. They stopped talking, except short commands back and forth in the hurry. They started to adjust Kayt’s bed- and not so gingerly, she’d like to be known. She squeaked, having not expected the bed to move quite so much as they adjust it. She clung to the side of the bed with her right hand, left covering her stomach.

“fucking careful!” she hissed under her breath, shooting a glare at the nurses. It went unnoticed, however, as they moved around and pushed to leave. They ran her from the room once her bed was mobile, and she could hear Fluke howl from the room as she got whisked down the hall way. “She’s not going to stop,” Kayt cringed, white-knuckle-holding the bed rail as pain surged through her. 

The room she was now brought into was sterile, and being filled with strange codes she was unfamiliar with spoken between doctors and nurses. She felt panic fill up her chest, aching and shaking. They dropped the cloth between her breasts and her stomach, and that’s when the real panic started. Sean wasn’t there yet, and she couldn’t see what they were doing to her. “stop! stop! I need Sean! Where is he?! He’s got to be here! Sean!”

Annoyance, that was what word he would call the feeling surging through him, he was annoyed at the doctors not talking, he was annoyed at the doctors being so rough, so rushed, and yet not letting them know what was wrong, everything right now was an annoyance, and everything that happened, everything added a new layer onto it.

Then they began hurrying, even faster, and worry, god damn worry was so strong in him he didn't know if he had any other emotions, until the bed moved so suddenly, and then annoyance came back with a vengeance, he wished he could have shut off his emotions at some point, because even they bothered him, and he hated thinking about that idea of Kayt being gone, even for a second with everything that was happening.

Sean almost joined Fluke in her lonely howls, but there was a nurse waiting with them, waiting to give the word, and Sean was here, pacing, waiting, he needed to get there and be with her, to make suer she was okay, because if she wasn't he needed to be there for her, and everything was happening so quickly that he didn't know how he was meant to try and even remain slightly calm.

Finally the nurse gave them the all clear and he all but ran, "Goitse, Fluke!" He called, as he made his way, following the nurse through the hall until they finally reached Kayt, seeing the difference now, it was almost jarring, he hadn't been expecting just how sterile the room was, not in the least. But he made his way to her bed, reaching out for her hand and kissing her forehead. "I'm here, it's okay, it's okay I promise I'm not going anywhere. I'm here."

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mechanichaos:

Kayt was constantly glad that of all the people she could have with her- and couldn’t have with her- Sean was the one who was here. He had a way of letting her freak out, without letting her be too freaked out. She knew these days were stressful for him, too, but he was always there for her. “I’m so worried about him,” she couldn’t think about what she’d just been through. The memory of the pain and the surgery were still fresh in her mind. “I-” she stopped, curling in on herself as best as she could with her sutures and baby, nuzzling her face into Connor. “I’m sorry i wasn’t strong enough… for both of you.”

Sean tried his best to be as much here as he could, but if he was being honest about things happening around them, sometimes it was hard to be here, while he would be here all the time, being here too much hurt him, seeing their son there, not able to come home, it was awful sometimes. "I think he will be okay, he has to be. With your salt and my.. Slightly annoying personality he'll make it through anything." He said with a sure smile. Tilting his head he sighed, shaking his head and kissing both of their foreheads. "That's where you're wrong, you are strong enough, you're here. You survived, that's strong enough. That will always be enough."

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annaelhudson:

Annie stopped herself now, afraid to be any closer to a child so effected by magic already. She knew she was bursting with magic as it was, and she didn’t think it safe to let it come any closer to Connor. “I… Mom’s..” she fidgeted as she stood, picking at the threads of her hemmed shirt. “Mom’s got a … g-got a … she’s- it’s a special… way of healing.” That was one way of putting it, she thought. She was hoping her mom could help Connor. She shook her head lightly as he nodded, not trusting herself as he seemed to. She wondered what was with people and their strange amount of trust for her. “He’s…. got a touch of destiny about him, have you noticed?”

Sean recognized that she was pulling away, and instead of moving closer, he sat in the chair, rocking him as he slept, his eyes fixed on Connor, not wanting to move him all that much, worried about him crying and waking himself back up. He smiled softly, nodding his head. "Is it magic by any chance? Something that no one knows how it works, but it just works anyway?" He guessed, turning his head to smile up at her. He nodded lightly, looking back down. "I've noticed a little bit, yeah.. It's like.. Like he's meant to be here." He confirmed, smiling and kissing his forehead, wincing lightly when he fussed, but sighing when he settled a little quicker.

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clarkxbrennon:

As Dahlia’s brother, drawing the line between doing everything and solving the problem defined itself as a single strand of hair. Clark never doubted Sean’s concern and love for Dahlia. Maybe he was looking for answers that weren’t there. Never one for pretending there was such a thing as an easy fix, but where his sister was concerned the frustration of all that had happened snaked and coiled itself through his system and threatened to constrict all rational thought. 

The only solution would be to rid themselves from the ghost of their father looming even all these miles away from the man. That wasn’t going to happen soon. At least not soon enough for him. 

‘’He will be OK,’’ Clark stated firmly. ‘’With all you’ve been through, and with how salty Kayt is, I know that kid is a fighter.’’ He paused for another sip of the coffee, fully ready to trash it and go off for a real drink. ‘’I’ll let you get back to your son. Let me know if you guys need anything, alright? Anytime, day or night, just shoot me a text.’’

As much as Sean would have loved to have removed himself from the situation, to not be involved, to be but a quiet observer, the reality was that people around them had a thousand things that went on in the quiet, when they weren't looking. This was another one of those things that people didn't look at but they still saw it and found it easier not to talk about, but when it was them, he wondered how he'd ever not commented on things he'd seen happening around him before, perhaps if he had things wouldn't get to a point where people found the easier option was to not even be there at all. It didn't sound like any kind of a solution to him.

"He has to be." Sean nodded, "That kid is going to have to be a fighter with parents like he's got. If not he'll barely survive." He smiled lightly, finishing up the food and nodding as he got up, resting a hand on his shoulder, nodding. "Thank you, it was nice to at least talk about this, even if it wasn't what you wanted, you know now. I'll hold you to that."

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clarkxbrennon:

No part of the conversation had truly satisfied that unnerved spot inside him. Other than Sean insisting he was clean. And to go round and round would only make it all more awkward than it already was. For those few blissful months all had been well. Shit, it’d been going so good he was growing bored. Now Clark felt a restless stir, the need to escape, rethink everything that had gone on in such a short span of time. 

However, when his friend left the offer to talk open, Clark nodded. ‘’OK, thanks. I think I’ll be fine. I appreciate you being honest and all, I know it wasn’t difficult for you to go through either.’’ He wasn’t fine, not quite. Clark felt that sensation like being on a rollercoaster, your stomach floating. Not in a good way, more in the wondering if his feet would land on the ground again way. It wasn’t the thrill of an adrenaline rush, more fight or flight, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on the reason why. Nothing a drink wouldn’t fix, and he gave his coffee a regretful glance that it wasn’t spiked.

Of course, nowadays perhaps he’d been hexed or fae were hiding under the table playing tricks on his brain. But then Kayt was mentioned, and that pulled him back into the conversation. ‘’That’s a long time to be in the hospital. What’s.. what happened? He’s going to be OK, right?’’

Not having the answers Clark needed, it felt like he was a failure as a friend, but then there were things that had happened to he and Dahlia that he himself couldn't even begin to comprehend. He couldn't comprehend what had happened that time because he himself hadn't experienced it, and while he tried his best to be a support, he didn't even know if he could be that anymore, at least he didn't feel it.

He tried his best to pretend that he wasn't overly worried, but he couldn't help it, worry creased the lines on his face and hid in the waiver in his voice. "I.. Yeah it's... I tried to do all I could but I guess sometimes all isn't enough." He shrugged lightly draining the scalding hot coffee like it was a cool drink, the scorching drink made him wince both at the heat and the taste, but this wasn't a time to be worried about the taste of a coffee, not in the least bit. He would have thrown a nip of brandy into his drink had he not been with Connor day in and day out.

Sean tried to keep the tone as light as possible, but he found himself failing at that part. "He came too soon, he wasn't born to term. He was almost three months early.. He.. We think he'll be okay but we couldn't ever say anything for sure."

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annaelhudson:

Annie inched slightly into the room, feeling the air for any inkling of magic or even just emotion. She was trying to feel it all out, and figure out what move she should make next. She peered over the distance to try and see Connor, hoping she could get a glance at him. “My mom… she’s a nurse… she retired from here, but, I … I wanted to know if you’d like me to call her and have her check on him… she’s good at this… kind of …thing.” She explained, rolling her hand to express the “thing” she was talking about- Also known as the premie child. She was afraid to get too close, speak too much, as if just being here and talking could cause more pain.

Sean watched her as she moved closer, he didn't want to stop her getting close, so he stood, getting up and moving a little closer, holding Connor so she could see him a little better, for the most part he was asleep just a little fussy. "I won't say no, I mean... If there's something that could help him I would love to have it, I mean anything to help this baby would be very much appreciated." He said with a nod toward her, he didn't want to scare her, or make her back away, but she wasn't as terrifying to him as she probably should have been, but then he never tried to notice the bad in anyone, no matter what.

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              – The Firewolf - Seanlinn - Alphas of Flame –

all i ever wanted was to see you  s m i l i n g~ all i ever wanted was to make you  m i n e~ i know that i love you ohh, baby– why don’t you  s e e that all i ever wanted was  y o u  &&m e –~

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mechanichaos:

It may have seemed strange, but Kayt tried to focus on all the bad things she’d been through. Focusing on the day she left the gang, focusing on any kind of pain she’d been through, because those were some of the most vivid memories. She could distract her mind from the pain in her abdomen better with those memories. In fact, they made her heart hurt just enough that she didn’t so much mind the pain.

Kayt could tell Sean was upset, but she couldn’t worry about him now. She could hardly force herself to worry about the baby suffering inside of her. All that was in her mind was herself- being tormented constantly in her head now by her demons. If she could’ve believed it herself, she would’ve said there was something forcing this on her, black tendrils swirling around her mind attacking her.

Kayt took his hand in her’s not squeezing as hard as she wanted to. She was more afraid than she was willing to admit. She gave him a tight nod, “It’s okay.” she muttered, weakly, all her energy sucked out of her. Taking her pale fingers from her fiance, she tangled them in Fluke’s fur, “maith an madadh.” She whispered, “tar anuas.” Fluke perked up and jumped down off the bed, whining ever so gently as she stared up at Kaytlinn. Kayt gave the doctors a nod as they agree to let Fluke come in, as long as she was suited. The nurse covered Fluke in the same kind of gown she thrusted at Sean, but she rubber-banded it at Fluke’s ‘ankles’and put a mask over Fluke’ mouth to deter her from licking anywhere. 

“I’m scared,” Kayt finally admitted, looking up at Sean as they unlocked her bed and started to wheel her away. “Mr. Knives, you’ll have to wait till we have her set up, then we’ll let you in.” Kayt felt her heart jump in her throat as she stared at him with pleading eyes. She nodded gently, however, forcing her feelings of panic down and away. She had to do this for their son. It wouldn’t be the last time she’d have to sacrifice her comfort, and she needed to remind herself of that now.

Sean spent so long reminding himself that Kayt would be okay even if she was on her own during all of this that he was having the awful effect of not knowing if he was even needed, though of course he was, he wouldn't have left even if one of them asked him to. He didn't want to leave her at any single point during all of this, though there were certain things that warranted him staying out of the room.

Letting his worry burst and bloom through him was probably the best idea, that way he wouldn't have to worry about upsetting Kayt too much, even if she was a strong woman, even the strongest could easily be swayed by what was happening at the moment. While everything was happening at what seemed to be snails pace, now it seemed to be rushing, going far too fast.

Sean knew she was holding back, and while he knew she was, he couldn't help but be happy that he would be able to at least work still, though, if he was going to be here for awhile, maybe he wouldn't. He kissed the back of her hand beofre she pulled away, and took the gown that they had handed to him. He pulled the  gown over his clothes, and got all suited up, ready to go into the room, he hadn't expected to see Fluke all covered in the gown, and in the few seconds between when they suited her and got ready to take Kayt, he snapped a picture of Fluke, something about the gown over her was just too entertaining for him to leave it alone.

Sean leaned down to kiss Kayt's forehead, nodding his head. "I won't be far away I promise. No matter what." Sean looked up at them and nodded, looking over at Fluke. "Fan, Fluke, Fan, we'll be allowed in soon." And as they started to wheel her away, he felt all the weight on his shoulders pile on, ten times the weight that had been on them before they even left the room.

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