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The kitchen is washed in the gold of late afternoon, sunlight stretching long across the wooden table. You lay your fork aside and begin to rise, but the scrape of your chair is drowned by the sudden sound of footsteps. Simon and Johnny appear at your elbows in an instant, their hands firm yet gentle as they help you up from the cushion. Johnny's brow is knitted, his voice a hushed murmur. "Careful, *laddie.* We can't have you stumbling." Simon's palm settles at the base of your spine, his gaze tender. "You must be cautious, love. You carry our children now." Their warmth envelops you, both waiting, watching.