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[lvpd_sidle]

Pregnant CSI is in the Inn, reclining on a couch. She's holding a magazine in one hand.

The other is on her belly.

It's a thing.

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[empath_wiggin]

Valentine is on a couch as well, attempting to work on a datapad with a rather large babybelly. Twins do that to one. Every so often, she wrinkles her nose, and pokes at her stomach. "Stop it in there, you two. Be nice to each other." Frelling empath babies.

[lvpd_sidle]

"Mine's stopped using my kidneys as kicking targets. At least for now." Ah, bonding between pregnant women.

[empath_wiggin]

"Mine use each other for targets." Valentine makes a face. "And let me tell you, I feel it." In more ways than one.

[lvpd_sidle]

"I can imagine." And she'll know what it's like soon enough.

[fairest1]

There is a Snow nearby, chasing after a rather large wolfpup. Less stressed than she might be, were she somewhere she couldn't get clothing that shifted with her daughter.

Millie stops by the couch suddenly, tail wagging. "Hi!"

[lvpd_sidle]

"Hi." Sara isn't as startled as one might expect.

[fairest1]

Millie has been raised in a highly open environment, so was only expecting the reaction anyone might have to someone suddenly introducing themselves.

She is soon joined by Snow. "Caught you!" Who then notices the occupant of the couch. "Hello, I'm Snow White. I believe you've met my daughter, Millie."

[lvpd_sidle]

"Pleasure to meet you." The name doesn't get a blink. "I'm Sara Sidle-Cohen. Your daughter's adorable."