Gargoyles' reality. Manhattan General Hospital. Intensive care ward.

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Goliath sighed as he walked through the door and found himself and his alternate in the hospital cafeteria. "I meant to get something to eat, but I'd forgotten."

A young nurse came up behind them and gently poked gargoyle Goliath in the wing. "Excuse me, please. I need coffee NOW."

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Goliath hesitated as he watched the display. He was a capable leader, he knew that, and one who had forged strong bonds with his Clan, few though they now were. He would say he was still learning to be a father, though others such as Elisa and Angela might have disputed that. And he had seen the Clan through so many adversities...

But in this... He had little clues how to truly help.

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He remembered his twin then and groaned softly to himself.

"Forgive me, brother. Will you have a seat?" He pointed to the stool where Hudson had been sitting, then walked over and pulled the arm chair close to it and the rocking chair. "Doctor Lucy, you sit here."

"Sure, boss." Her eyes twinkled as she folded her tiny self into the armchair.

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Goliath nodded and took the seat. Though he usually did prefer to stand, he was no stranger to relaxing.

"Please, forgive my curiosity, but... I had thought Fang and those of the Labyrinth Clan to be the only Mutates."