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By the third day, she's starting to feel more like herself. She's getting used to the rhythm of motherhood, trying to sleep when the baby's sleeping, waking up to feed her. She's tired and she's pale, and Paul keeps taking her pulse and frowning. She lost a lot of blood, apparently. She at least persuaded him to let Ianto take her home, so she'

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[new_ophelia]

Alright, three days is plenty. Especially after everything being a bit touch and go. She sat Sam down and as serious a talk as possible with a two year old about being quiet and gentle and as an effect, he's latched onto her, eyes wide and solemn as she pushes the door open. "Hey," Kate whispers, in case Cadi is asleep. "Can we come in?"

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"Oh, hey," says Charlie with a really bright smile, shifting Cadi's weight a little in her arms. "Hey, Katie. Hey, Sam." She waves with her free hand. "C'mon. Come in."

[new_ophelia]

"Oh, she's so tiny," Kate breathes, rushing right over to the bed. "God, look at that hair. How are you feeling?"

Sam, for his part, finds this all very strange and his Auntie Charlie looks sick and is in bed. He pops his thumb in his mouth and gives her a worried look.

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"She was a little early," says Charlie, grinning up at Kate as she comes over. "Just a week or so; Paul says that it barely made a difference."

She shifts Cadi in her arms so that sam can see her face. "Come here, Sam. It's okay. Come meet Cadi."

[new_ophelia]

"No," Sam replies around his thumb, even as he leans in a little bit closer to look. "Baby," he informs his mother, pointing down with his free hand.

"Yeah," Kate says, nodding as they settle on the edge of the bed. "That's Aunt Charlie's baby. Cadi."

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"You don't want to come and meet Cadi, sweetheart?" asks Charlie. Cadi's still a little bit young to be focusing properly, but it looks for all the world like she's looking straight at Sam. "She's been waiting to meet you."

[new_ophelia]

Sam still looks super dubious about this, but leans over and pokes Cadi's head, only half listening to his mother repeating, 'gentle.' "Hi," he says, waiting for some sort of a response.

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Cadi blinks owlishly and burps, a milk bubble hanging on her lip for a moment before it pops.

"She says 'hi', Sam. She's really too little to talk much yet."