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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 21:46:34 GMT
I walk up to Owens Manor, the baby bundled up in a bunch of blankets, sleeping soundly in my arms.
We'd finally been able to bring him home, but before I went home I wanted to show him to Charlie.
I pull the blanket closer around his small body, as I use my other hand to knock softly on the door.
I smile weakly, brushing the hair lightly of his forehead.
"My little miracle." I whisper quietly.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 21:49:32 GMT
I rest my head against the door for a moment, closing my eyes as I try and work out whether I want to open it or go back upstairs and sit in my room, pretending I'm not home.
I sigh softly against the wood, then pull back the door, "Hey there how may I help y-...?"
I fall silent again as my eyes fall on Maddie and the bundle in her arms, "Oh shit," I breathe softly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 21:52:59 GMT
"Hiya stranger," I grin weakly up at him,"Ready to meet your god-son?" I ask, stepping inside away from the cold December air.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 21:55:39 GMT
"I was born ready," I attempt a weak grin, closing the door quietly behind her as she steps inside.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 21:58:51 GMT
I smile softly, heading over towards the couch and sitting down, careful not to wake him up.
"He's asleep," I mutter,"That's all they ever really do, isn't it?"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 22:00:43 GMT
"Sleep and cry, and attend to bodily functions," I agree, sitting down next to her.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 22:06:06 GMT
"I'm not going to be able to sleep in anymore, am I?" I ask quietly, unwrapping the blanket so Charlie could get a better look at him,"Look at him Charlie," I mutter quietly,"He's so tiny."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 22:15:33 GMT
"Pfft, nope, never," I grin softly, then lean closer to her so I can see better, "Oh wow, look at him."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 22:19:49 GMT
"I'm really going to miss that," I laugh softly, brushing his hair off his forehead lightly. He looks just like Ian, same little face and brown hair.
"Never knew they were this small,"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 22:31:34 GMT
"It's so worth it though," I smile, "I know, right? Tiny."
I watch him for a long time, before managing eventually, "He looks like his father."
I'm almost surprised how I manage to keep my voice level, although I don't think I could if I had to say it again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 22:36:44 GMT
"Real tiny," I nod,"I think he's smaller then my old rag doll I used to have when I was six." I laugh weakly.
"Yeah, he does, doesn't he?" I smile, holding him closer.
He gives a little yawn, before slowly opening his eyes and looking up at the two of us. I grin,"Look, he's got the Speare's eyes."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 22:45:08 GMT
"I remember the rag doll," I smile, "Didn't it end up in a tree more than once?" I shake my head to clear it of random memories because they're not all that appropriate right now.
I grin, breaking into a small gentle dance on the sofa next to her, careful not to jog her, "Go Speares!"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 22:49:53 GMT
"Yeah, you, Jack and Davey liked to play keep away a lot," I laugh weakly rocking him gently back and forth,"Yeah, welcome to the Speare's family, baby." I whisper.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 22:56:10 GMT
"We were harsh bullies," I joke softly, then smile at the baby, "Yeah, sorry if you got too many Speares genes, you have no hope of sanity."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 23:00:11 GMT
"Evil, evil demon children," I grin slightly."Yeah, well we already know his attention snap is going to be uber short," I laugh weakly."Want to hold him?"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 14, 2007 23:03:01 GMT
"Of course it is, he's no hope," I laugh softly, then nod, "Yeah, I'll hold him."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 14, 2007 23:56:31 GMT
"He's still my little miracle though," I grin, then gently hand him to Charlie,"Charlie, meet your god-son. Alexander Rowan Gideon."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 15, 2007 14:43:31 GMT
I grin back, "You're such a mum."
Then gently take him from her, it'd been a long time since I'd held a baby, so I take him very carefully, "Hello there Alex, welcome to the family," I laugh softly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 15, 2007 16:30:32 GMT
I grin,"Your lucky your my favourite cousin and your holding my four day old son or I'd hit you right now." I smile, leaning back into the couch."He's lucky to be apart of this family."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 16, 2007 15:01:18 GMT
"Yeah, I definitely feel lucky," I grin back at her, before looking down at Alex again, "He is, he's very lucky."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 17, 2007 23:16:50 GMT
I smile weakly, resting my head lightly on his shoulder, looking down at Alex,"I wish your brother was here," I tell Alex quietly.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 20, 2007 19:10:58 GMT
"Yeah, that'd be pretty cool," I agree softly even though she isn't talking to me.
I stay silent a minute, "He's perfect MJ. He really is."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 20, 2007 21:21:12 GMT
Having two of them? You really think you could have handled that?
I smile weakly,"Yeah, he is. Isn't he?"
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 29, 2007 23:14:55 GMT
I grin, "More than perfect even."
He'd be more perfect if he was nothing to do with... I stop myself from thinking that as if she'll know if I do.
Alex somehow reminds of Jen though. Simply because he's so small and so perfect and because I'm so attatched to him already and my thought process ends up the same way and I have to close my eyes very tightly for a moment.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 30, 2007 1:27:16 GMT
"You think I'll be okay in this whole' being a mum' thing?" I ask quietly, then stop noticing his eyes were shut tight. I rest my head on his shoulder, knowing he must be thinking about Jen."Charlie," I mumble quietly,"I'm sorry."
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 30, 2007 13:54:15 GMT
"You'll do great," I reply, voice no more than a whisper.
The pain is nearly crippling, so I keep my eyes closed so tightly that coloured spots dance in front of my eyes and wait for it to pass. But I know it won't, somehow.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 30, 2007 18:26:06 GMT
I gently take his hand, wishing I could do something, but realize now, why he hates Ian. I don't hate either of them, but I can see now, that they'll never really get along.
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Post by Charlie Owens on Dec 31, 2007 12:25:57 GMT
I drop her hand again, not quite able to take it, getting up and handing her back Alex, "I-...drink...want one?" I ask, unable to meet her eyes.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 1, 2008 4:38:34 GMT
I take Alex back from him, brushing his hair off his forehead gently,"Yeah," I nod,"I'll take one."
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