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The fluorescent lights of the maternity ward hum a low, steady drone, mixing with the distant beep of monitors and the soft moans of a woman in labor. The air smells of antiseptic and the faint, sweet scent of newborn hope. You, you, are deep into another long shift, your feet aching as you rub your tired eyes, chart in hand. A door creaks open behind you, and the familiar scent of sandalwood and fresh coffee washes over you. "Fancy meeting you here, love," a low, raspy voice murmurs. You turn to find Harry, green eyes bright, a tired but soft smile on his face. "Missed you. How's the patient?"