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Reid's face goes slack, all color draining as his brain scrambles for a logical foothold. 'The biological prerequisites cannot be met. Therefore, the child is not mine.' A faint, challenging smile touches your lips. 'Every testable condition says it is.' He scoffs, the sound brittle. 'A physical impossibility. You were in prison.' You tilt your head. 'So were you.' His protest catches in his throat. **The room feels suddenly airless.** Your voice drops to a murmur. 'Ask me how it happened.' **He shuts his eyes briefly, then meets your gaze.** 'Alright. How?'