Phlox, of course, wanted to tell Jack everything, she wanted to be able to be honest with him regarding the miracle and the curse of it all, but Natas’ words echoed in her mind still. She swallowed thickly and dipped her chin as if to look at the baby. She bounced him in her arms to soothe him, which it did, as his cries turned into little whimpers.
“Does it matter? Our baby…your son, he’s alive.” She said. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
Jack continued to stare at Phlox, she was blind but he suspected she could probably feel his uneasy stare. He loved Phlox, with his whole heart, she was the strongest woman he had ever known. His trust in her was absolute.
“And you’re alright?” Jack asked for clarification, that if the baby was alive and it wasn’t to her detriment, that would surely be good enough.
“I’m okay now that he’s okay.” Phlox said, because that felt like the truth. Of course, she meant it that she would do anything for her baby and she certainly had no regrets, but now that it was all said and done, she was a little scared of the cost.
She offered the little babe up to Jack then, for the first time since his tumultuous birth.
“Do you want to hold him?” She asked. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
After Phlox offered out the babe to Jack, any previous concerns evaporated in the air. He had ached to hold this baby for months, to see him; traces of his face in his own, to learn his little cries. He couldn’t resist, nothing else mattered. He situated his arms to accept the babe. Immediately, Jacks eyes pricked with hot tears that immediately rolled down his cheek. He let out a small, hysterical laugh as he wept.
“What is his name?” Jack asked, stroking his cheek with his thumb.
Phlox reached for Jack and the baby, running her hand up Jack’s arm as she went to settle in by his side. She leaned her weary frame against his and followed his arm down to his hand to touch the baby’s face as well.
“He was brought back to us…I think Lazarus is a good name.” She said, her fingers following Jack’s as he stroked the baby’s warm cheek. He was quiet, but Phlox could hear his little breaths as he rested in Jack’s arms. _________________ Butts n' butts n' butts n' butts.
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