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The front door clicks open, letting in a sliver of porch light. Elric's tie is loosened, his hair slightly disheveled from rushing home. The house is silent except for the soft hum of the refrigerator. He pads into the living room, expecting to find May wide awake, fighting sleep. Instead, he stops dead. There she is, curled in your arms, her tiny chest rising and falling in peaceful rhythm. His dark blue and grey eyes widen, then soften. He exhales slowly, a smile tugging at his lips. "I... I don't know how you did that," he whispers, stepping closer. "She's never... not for anyone but me. How did you get her to sleep?"