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July 2007
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Dr James Liddell [userpic]

Jonathan is, at this very moment in time space and what have you, sitting in his office and typing at the computer. While he is doing this, of course, he is letting Gilly meander around the officer. What? It's not like there's stray fear gas cannisters about or anything.

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That is good sir! For when John pinpoints into the house he would be very upset to find fear gas laying about where the small babies can get at it!

Anyway.

John wanders around the house looking for people (WHERE ARE THEY ALL?) before poking his head into the office.

Gilly spots him immediately and screeches.

Well! That is a noise! That is a noise that makes Jonathan jump!

John laughs as he comes into the room and scoops the baby up off the floor. "Jumpy much?"

"Well. Screeching." He grins at John. "How is everything?"

John wanders over and leans down for a hello kiss. HELLO HUSBAND :3 "You know. Busy."

Well, HELLO there. "So I've heard! Anything to worry about?"

"Nah." John settles Gilly on his leg, where she bounces and babbles at him like he's paying attention. "Just the usual right now."

"Good. Nothing to worry about here either." That he knows of, anyway.

"And you'd tell me if there was, right?"

"Of course!" Unless it was him. It's not him!

"Thought so." He grins, and Gilly stretches up to grab his dogtags. Mmm delicious Daddytoys. Om nom nom.

John lets her gnaw on them. "So what're you doing?"

"Just writing. Book and all of that." Hahaha. Fiction.

"Hm. Yeah. I heard about that. What's it about?"

"Murder mystery. In space." Yes. Really.

"...What?"