Date: 2010-12-04 10:33 pm (UTC)
They did. [He takes the blond's hand and lays it against his heart, his own hand resting above it.] Please, remember who you are. Who you really are. I miss you... the children miss you. They ask for you every night. [He can't show them their mother like this. But only a few more months, and they can at least visit again.]
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