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[Sydney Dumaine]

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Dumaine, Sydney Next time you say “booby traps” look me in the eye. Are you ready for a whole new world of flavor up in yo face? Dallas Dumaine

The halls of the hospital were silent, all except the beeping of monitors in the rooms that had the doors cracked open. The waiting room was silent for the time of night it was. It was near three in the morning when the doctor came down the hallway with a baby wrapped in a little pink blanket. “Mr. Dumaine?” The voice called into the waiting room and held the door open with his back as he waited on Dallas to come join him.

When Dallas had joined him he handed the baby off to him. “Your baby girl is healthy.” He stated with a smile. Earlier the doctor had pushed Dallas out of the delivery room when Sydney had to be wheeled into Emergency Surgery. “Your wife will be in recovery soon. I will be frank, she has a long road ahead of her. We had to remove most of her reproductive system. Given the situation, we want to keep her under observation for a few days longer as her likelihood of complications from the surgery is high. She has already become anemic due to the amount of blood loss.”

The doctor didn’t give him a very specific time frame. “You and your daughter are welcome to wait for a bit in her room if you’d like. If you need anything or have any questions the number to the nursery is on the table.” He replied as he led him to a room. The room was set up for Sydney as well as the baby.

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[Dallas Dumaine]

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[attr="class","drewright"] The doctor had been blunt – painfully so. Handed the baby, snugly wrapped in a pink blanket with matching pink beanie, Dallas stood there awkwardly – not normally a problem for the former federal agent. Not quite sure how to hold his daughter, Dallas made some small adjustments. The white-coated older man didn't sugarcoat the details, explaining that, while the baby was healthy, Sydney would have a long road to recovery. The news could have been better, but it could have been so much worse. He would remain cautiously optimistic. Then the doctor proceeded to lead him to Sydney's room. Taking a seat next to Sydney's bed, Dallas fought a feeling of helplessness. All he could do was sit there – watching over his two girls, both of them asleep – and lose track of the time. The next thing he knew, the baby was waking up. Dallas waved down his daughter nestled comfortably in the crook of his arm. Such a tiny thing, but he was already getting the hang of this. He was beginning to feel more like a dad already, even from just the simple act of holding her. "Hi there. Your mom and I never got the chance to name you, but I need to call you something. How about Emerson?" Dallas cracked a smile as the baby yawned. Because sleeping was exceptionally hard work. He continued talking to Emerson. In part because he still needed to convince himself that Sydney would be okay. Sure, the doctor had told him one thing, but Dallas didn't really trust doctors. His trust was hard to earn. So hearing himself say it was just as important as the doctor telling him. "Your mom is a tough one. She just needs a little time to recover." Sydney Dumaine [attr="class","drewright2"]

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[Sydney Dumaine]

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Dumaine, Sydney Next time you say “booby traps” look me in the eye. Are you ready for a whole new world of flavor up in yo face? Dallas Dumaine

Sydney woke very groggily a few times during the night, but the drugs she was on kept her sleeping harder than she would have liked. She wasn’t sure what time she woke up, or even how long she had been asleep. Dallas’ voice, if she heard his voice then it was safe. Instantly Sydney relaxed and it took her a moment to realize what had happened. “Dallas…” She called his name and then mumbled something about the baby.

“How is he?” She wasn’t even sure if she was still in labor or not and she had been passed out when Emerson had been delivered. Sydney still had her eyes closed. Though she rolled to the direction of his voice best that she could. Hearing the beeping of the machines, she had been in here too many times to count in the last year. Sydney didn’t want to see the inside of anymore hospitals.

“What time is it?” She realized that she was at Chicago med instead of in Indiana when she heard voices down the hall talking. Why was she at med? Part of her didn’t understand anything. She opened her eyes and turned her head in Dallas’ direction. “Med… Dallas it isn’t safe.” Though Sydney had little realization that this had been necessary.

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ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY

[Dallas Dumaine]

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[attr="class","drewright"] Dallas heard his name cross Sydney's lips. She sounded groggy. Tired. Understandably so. He reached across the open space between his chair and her bed to assure his wife that he was nearby. Taking her hand in his, he squeezed lightly. Sydney's thoughts soon turned to their child. Dallas felt a smile begin to form when she assumed the baby was a boy. Even though her eyes were wedged tightly shut, he shook his head no. Truthfully, he didn't want her to overexert herself, but just as he was concerned about her, she was concerned about their baby. "You should get some more rest. I can watch over my two girls," he assured her. "Emerson and I… we've already been getting to know each other." It was around that time Sydney realized she wasn't still in Indiana – that she had, in fact, been taken to Chicago instead. The move could compromise their covers, but they could cross that bridge when they came to it. If they came to it. Right now there were more important things. Like letting Sydney continue to recover from surgery. "I don't care about how safe it is. The move was necessary, Sydney." Sydney Dumaine [attr="class","drewright2"]

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[Sydney Dumaine]

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Dumaine, Sydney Next time you say “booby traps” look me in the eye. Are you ready for a whole new world of flavor up in yo face? end thread

Sydney relaxed knowing Dallas was close. It had taken some time but sometimes now all it took was a small gentle reminder. The drugs in her system she winced some as she tried to get comfortable. Sydney closed her eyes again and was just getting comfortable as she listened to Dallas talk to her.

Hearing that their baby was a girl Sydney let out a chuckle. “She’s already got her daddy wrapped around her finger?” She teased lightly though it was hard to contain the smile on her face. Their baby was healthy. After what Sydney vaguely remembered Emerson would be their only. “Emerson. I like it.” There was a soft finite tone to her voice.

Then there was that tone. The one she usually argued with. Feeling like a chastised child, she hated when Dallas put his foot down on certain things. Right, necessary. So was breathing and not having bullet holes through their car and house windows. Nope, too weak to argue Sydney just rolled her eyes and got comfortable before finally pouting until she fell asleep.

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