"Nothing's changed for us, Brady. Don't think it has."

"I don't, but I had reasons, Angie."

"I don't care. It doesn't matter. Only my son does."

Marc wished he could see her eyes, so he would know if it was true. He couldn't say that and mean it.

She let go of the connection and he didn't bother saying anything else as he steered around bodies of people, dogs, and other corpses he couldn't identify through the rain. She wasn't ready to deal with him yet - probably hated him, despite what she had written to soothe her child. He would have to force himself to back off and let her have the lead when it came to settling the past. If he pushed, she would slip away, and if he wanted to see his child, he definitely needed her along.

If? A big grin filled Marc's face. There was no if. He would track her down if he had to, but as long as he made it clear that he wouldn't interfere with her personally, things should be okay. She would have her missing child back, and he would only ask for time with the son he hadn't known existed.

The Sergeant was a little surprised by how much he wanted the boy, by how much his heart liked it that their love had created a new life. He was grateful for this chance to be close to someone again. He ignored the heart quietly hoping to find peace at last, sure now that she still had no welcome for him. Not that it really mattered. Angie had called and he would go to her as fast as he could.




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