K'vk'tun. The beach by the clinic. Visitation.

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The beach was nice; immaculate white sand broken only by large black rocks.  The weather was that nice kind of sunny day with a breeze that cooled you off but didn't render you chilly.  The vivid blue sky was dotted with cotton-ball-like clouds.  If she didn't know any better she could have convinced herself that this was Florida and not another planet entirely.

Amidst the crashing of the waves could be heard the laughter of children playing somewhere nearby, and every so often a brindle greyhound dog would take off for the other end of the beach.

Ramada grinned.

"This vacation was a good idea."

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Ramada stepped forward and picked the baby up, holding it in her arms.

"Shh..." she whispered comfortingly.

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There was a big shaky sob and two blue eyes with red rings looked up at her from a suddenly dark-skinned face. Black curls stood up every which way.

He felt like a normal baby, too, though the intent, earnestly curious look in his eyes was rather precocious.

Mykayla watched, a steady stream of prayer in her heart as she tried to comfort her unborn son. "Mady?"

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"Okay," Ramada said, surveying the little child in her arms. "Did you see what just happened?"

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"Noooo...." She looked at Wings as he sat up with perked ears and made a quizzical sound.

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"Well..." She cleared her throat. "Now he looks like me."

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"What?" Her head snapped back to her friend. "May I see?"

The baby made a tiny soft sound, then saw his fist and looked at it with infantine curiosity.

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"Sure." She held the kid out so Mykayla could get a better look. "Look at his eyes!"