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Marcus looked up when there was a knock on his door, glancing over the woman who entered the room. "Nice to meet you," he mumbled, returning the handshake, hesitating at the question. He didn't want to tell the truth, not really, not sure if he would be seen as a danger and have the baby taken away. He had an apartment set aside, and he hoped that he could be released from the hospital and go to his little home with his baby.

"Well," Marcus started, leaning back against the pillows. "I got in with the wrong people, I'm working on getting out of it I got into a knife fight, got cut up pretty bad. I came to make sure the baby was alright, 'cause I'm sure they didn't really enjoy the spike of adrenaline and all. But I'm good. I'm not dangerous or anything."