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Enter Richard, Amadeo and Joshua in 'Deo's arms. Richard has a baby bag slung over his shoulder, and Joshua has his wee hands wrapped around 'Deos finger.

Come say hello to the happy family as they sit in a booth to relax and feed the ~~bebbe~~ baby.

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He's got the slightly warmed babymilk-blood in the bottle, Joshua sucking away happily and kicking his feet.

And 'Deo looks up at the confused man with a kitten on his shoulder.

Blink.

He walks over.

"Richard? Amadeo? Do you is...that's not Seth, I don't think. Who had a baby?"

The kitten flexes his claws into Nick's shoulder and settles down a little bit.

He smiles up at Nick.

"He's a late wedding gift from a wonderful God," he says, looking back down again at the bundle of joy.

"And who had a kitten?"

He inclines his head at the Alex kitten.

Blink.

"Yours?"

And a special sort of thrill goes through him...one that he ends up pushing to the back of his mind as he's got quite enough on his plate at the moment.

He smiles.

"Beautiful."

And the little child is, a tuft of red hair peeking up.

Then he rolls his eyes.

"The kitten is Alex. Your God...was in a condition where he couldn't swallow a trick and, well...here I sit with a kitten on my shoulder."

And despite the extra ring on his ring finger, 'Deo shakes his head.

"Not my God. Richard's and David's and... not my God, but I'm very thankful to him."

He smiles softly, up at Nick and then down at Joshua. "He really is. And he's of our blood... someone to finally carry on my blood, to carry on Richard's blood."

Another smile, and he nods to the seat, meaning, "sit," even as Richard moves to take them both closer.

"His tricks can we awkward, can't they?"

"Oh, come on, they aren't that bad, and they only last a week."

He presses kisses on both his lover and his son before turning back to the tall blond boy.

He nods and sits opposite the happy couple, one hand cupping around the kitten to be sure he doesn't tumble.

"Just a bit, yes."

"It's only a week," he says with a smile. "If I can survive a week with an eight year old husband, I'm sure you can last a week with a kitten of a lover."

A reconsideration.

"Not that it's really different from any other day of the week, yes?"

Grin.

Nick gives him a Look before it softens.

"Well, I have an excuse to keep him with me at all time. And he is adorable."

A smile.

"Didn't realise you needed a reason now," 'Deo answers, and looks down at Joshua. "Want to hold him?"

Anyone within hearing distance, die now. 'Deo's going to let someone else touch the bebbe.

"If you or Richard'll hold Alex a moment."

Anyone within hearing distance, die now. Nick's going to let someone else touch the kitten.

And he carefully picks up the sleeping kitten, holding him out in one hand for Richard to take the kitten.

Richard holds out cupped hands to accept the wee bit of fluff and then cradles Alex gently against his chest. He chuckles softly.

"You're just as pretty as a kitten as you are when you're a man."

"Don't tell him that. He gets pissy about it."

And he exits the booth to come close enough for Amadeo to pass him the child.

He does so gently, watching him settle into Nick's arms easily, fingers curling into his shirt, other fist shoved in his mouth.

He makes soft baby noises, and cracks an eye at Nick before closing them again.

"I think he likes you."

He smiles.

"Nice to know."

And then he's entirely enraptured by the baby, the smile on his face fit to light the room, a feeling of peace and joy flowing from him unconciously as he rocks the baby gently and does nothing but smile. Joshua paws at his hand and he lifts it to run a finger down his cheek, which gets a curious look from Joshua before he smiles.

Nick looks to 'Deo.

"He's beautiful."

He's biting his lip, nodding, almost crying.

"I know."

And he's ours, all ours.

Richard pulls Amadeo into his lap and hugs him tightly with one arm while holding Alex with the other.

A beautiful addition to our family, Beloved.

He nods, unable to speak.

"You're very lucky."

And he closes his eyes as he carefully pulls his hand away to make the sign of the cross on the child's forehead as he speaks an ancient French prayer that he remembers from his own childhood, from after his sister's baptism. The French shifts to Latin and he continues, the words slurring slightly as his lips char and his eyes water and his hand heals from the sign...but he's smiling by the end, rocking the child carefully before bending down to hold the baby out for 'Deo.

"Thank you."

And it wouldn't shock anybody to know that 'Deo understands every word of both, amazed that Nick speaks them, amazed even more at the reaction from his skin, and he takes Joshua back with something of awe.

"Thank you, Nick."

He smiles, lips still charred and cracking...but it's a smile.

"My pleasure."

And he says it in a way that tells 'Deo that it truly was. Then he looks to Richard and holds out his hands for Alex.

"My kitten, please?"

Alex turns in Richard's hands and leaps back over to Nick. Richard smiles.

"He really is a cute kitten."

And the kitten settles back asleep on Nick's shoulder as Nick grins.

"I know. And he's a beautiful baby."

Richard nods and gathers his little family up.

"Thank you very much."

He shoulders the baby bag and tucks the blanket more securely around Joshua.

"Think it's time we went home, but we'll be back again soon. Good night you two."

He nods.

"G'night."

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