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[simplebutterfly]

Healthy baby girl born election day.

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[autohomicide]

Mike smiled at her. How are MY girls?

[simplebutterfly]

Your girls are just great baby. The one is exhausted, but she's good.

[autohomicide]

Mike sat down with them careful of his arm which had been banged up on set earlier in the day. You both look sleepy to me.

[simplebutterfly]

*she smiled a bit* We are, we really are. We're just putting on a brave face *laughs very softly*

[autohomicide]

Mike kissed Butterfly and really the baby made him feel more composed than he had in years. I'll cook. You rest.

[simplebutterfly]

*she smiled and kissed him back. For the time being everything was blissfully..perfect. * Alright baby.

[autohomicide]

Though. Mike stretched. A nap would be nice.

[simplebutterfly]

*she smiled* You can take a nap if you want to baby.

[autohomicide]

Are you hungry? Mike was really trying to think of Butterfly first and it was a chore.

[simplebutterfly]

*she gave a small shake of her head* I had a sandwich a few hours ago. I'm fine for a few more if you wanna rest.

[autohomicide]

Mike kicked off his boots and wrapped his arms around her. You look fetching Butterfly.

[simplebutterfly]

*she smiled and wrapped her arms around him as well* Thank you baby, how was work today?

[autohomicide]

Careful angel. Mike repositioned his arm. I had an accident but nothing bad.

Mike's whole shoulder was black under his shirt from a bad roll and the bruising from his harness.

[simplebutterfly]

*that made her frown a bit* Long as you're alright. All that matters.

[autohomicide]

My arm will be fine in a few days. Mike laid his head against her chest. He missed her today which was not normal.

[simplebutterfly]

*she smiled and contently ran her fingers through his hair* I missed you baby.