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Jamie nodded frantically. Whatever Morrison was telling him, he would obey and listen. He closed his eyes when Morrison ruffled his curls and wiped away his tears, sighing in content. The touch reminded him of the old nun that helped raise him up in the church. they were not always so gentle, but there had been one who treated him particularly well, and he missed those touches dearly, having been deprived of it since her death 5 years ago.

He looked up at Morrison, parting his lips slightly with the touch on it. He smiled sweetly at Morrison. "i would rather they take it after you... then they will be big and strong. They woudln't be picked on when they grew up with the other kids, they can be the leader of the party, never forgotten on the sideline...." he whispered. "i want you to grow big ok? like momm-hmm, like daddy. not like papa." he quickly changed, glancing nervously at Morrison. Color drained from his face when he mentioned about taking care of the corpse. "W-what about the other one...? he's fainted, but...." The priest had little idea, but he got to his wobbly feet nonetheless, prepared to drag the body out of the room. His mate had gonet rhough a lot and he wasn't going to let his pregnant mate do the follow-up after the nasty fight.