<font color=green> He may have been cute and perfect and cuddly but he was not the little girl that Fallon had grown so attatched to, almost haunted by since she'd died. He took the towel away from his head, his lips pursed a little bit and nodded his understanding, watching the child as though it might explode at any moment, an unidentified bomb with more than enough opportunities to blow. He paused a moment longer, his dark eyes still on the baby, and then turned on his heel. "Let me get dressed."</font> -- Fallon's Place

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Date Posted: 18:57:14 12/10/04 Fri
Author: Fallon
Subject: He may have been cute and perfect and cuddly but he was not the little girl that Fallon had grown so attatched to, almost haunted by since she'd died. He took the towel away from his head, his lips pursed a little bit and nodded his understanding, watching the child as though it might explode at any moment, an unidentified bomb with more than enough opportunities to blow. He paused a moment longer, his dark eyes still on the baby, and then turned on his heel. "Let me get dressed."
In reply to: Diamond 's message, " She's not just a pretty face" on 18:26:54 12/10/04 Fri

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She sighed softly, nodding as she let him go. There was nothing she could do to help him through this - he had to work through it the same way she did. They had different circumstances though, yes, she had carried the baby in her womb and bonded with it over the six months that she had it, but he had actually seen her, he had held their baby in his arms before she died. Sitting down on the couch, she let little Greg cuddle up with her while she murmured soothingly to him in Spanish, easing her hand over his back as she took in his sweet baby scent. (NT) -- Diamond, 19:04:22 12/10/04 Fri