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"Eli...." She whispered, tired. "What was that?" |
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Elijah kisses her head. "The doctor said you may have fainted due to stress" |
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Dakota nodded tiredly. "Sorry. It was wierd, I couldn't wake up as much as I tried but then suddenly I shot up" |
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Elijah nods, "Glad to have you back, Love" he says kissing her head again. "Sleep now, I'm here" he says lifting her up and moving her to the bed, in order to make her more comfortable |
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Dakota nods slightly, curling up and closing her eyes |
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Elijah holds her as she falls asleep |
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Dakota woke a bit later, hearing Ethan crying. She groaned lightly and got up slowly, going to grab her son |
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Elijah gently presses her back down. "I'll grab him, you need to rest" he says getting up and picking their son up from his crib |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
