"We have a baby?" His face softened and he looked down, trying to remember something about their child, something, anything but that toy. His fingers flexed against Mac's chest, eyes searching for something.
"What do we call them.. what do I call you?" Names were something he was having trouble will, Albert called Brea, something else before.
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Date: 2012-03-02 12:24 am (UTC)"What do we call them.. what do I call you?" Names were something he was having trouble will, Albert called Brea, something else before.