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Jack sits in one of the chairs by the fireplace, singing to his daughter in a language long gone. The words would seem familiar, though: all lullabies, are their core, are about the same thing.

Love you, precious child. Love you.

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Even though he was a good four or five times bigger than he used to be, he still had a tiny little voice, and he still said 'squeak'. Which he did quite emphatically.

Really he sounded a little bit like a squeaky dog toy.

Jack's not fooled by the crazy growing streak.

He lifts squeak up with one hand and settles him carefully on his lap, near the baby. "Say hello, it's okay."

Squeak leaned forward, snuffling at Georgia's toes. Mostly he was puzzled by the fact that she was a human, but still about the same size as he was, he hadn't known that they came in sizes.

It was right about then that Sarah realized he was missing and blinked up from her book. She smiled crookedly as she padded over, settling onto the end of the couch nearby, curling her feet up beside her, "I think she's the first baby he's seen." A pause, "And hi, how've you been?"

"Very well--and busy," he says, nodding to the baby. "Have you met my daughter?"

She nodded, smiling and reaching out to pet Georgia's hair lightly, causing Squeak to butt his head up under her hand for petting too, "I have, Gil was reading her a story a couple nights ago. Squeak introduced himself, and I got introduced a little while later."

Jack smiles and scratches Squeak's chin with the tip of his finger.

"Our Georgie," he says fondly. "Gil's taken to fatherhood like he's been doing it for years."

She smiled, and laughed softly when Squeak began purring like a tractor, eyes closed and leaning into fingers, "I'd noticed that."

Jack smiles proudly. "It's not a talent everyone is born with. I'm not going to claim it's my influence--but it probably is."

She laughed softly again, "Well I won't tell anyone." She said with a wink.

"Ah, I don't mind people knowing. It's not that I hide what I am."

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