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Victor reads The Very Hungry Caterpillar, The Grouchy Ladybug, and Where the Wild Things Are (thrice, twice, and five times respectively) for the girls, and she gives them kisses goodnight. Then she reads part of a motor manual for Jude (yes, but he requested it), and tucks him in, and then Anya starts crying and she has to go put her back to sleep (Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you See, read four times).

By the time she makes it to the couch, it's nine-thirty and she's yawning.

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backinthsaddle

He definitely gets that, especially since she's not even willing to say it, not with the right words and anything other than the vaguest of euphemisms. "We'll find someone else. Would it help if the doctor is a complete stranger?"

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victormakesart

"Yeah. Yeah, I think it would, that it would help a lot. Not sure if I could, um-- could we go to another world for it, too, if that's okay? I don't know if that's just me bein' too paranoid."

From:

backinthsaddle

"I think we can do that." It seems a bit paranoid to him, but he doesn't see a reason why not.

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victormakesart

She gives him a prompt kiss on the cheek. "Thanks. I can get started as soon as you're ready, you know. What with the doctor thing."

From:

backinthsaddle

"Do you think you'd feel better picking out our doctor?" Since, after all, he has little preference.

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victormakesart

"I mean, as long as we both agree on who to go with. We'd have to look at fertility specialists, so you'd have to... do stuff, too, there. I'll have to fake medical information for the two of us, so that's the first step."

From:

backinthsaddle

"We'll plan it out together," he promises, knowing that if she tried to set up an appointment there would be stammering and awkwardness and no resolution whatsoever.

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victormakesart

She gives his cheek a gigantic smooch, then, carefully, with several protesting joints, deposits herself on top of his lap. "Thank you."

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backinthsaddle

"Thank you." This is a big deal, and he finally thinks he feels ready to do it. And he's lucky to have someone willing to at least make some sacrifices for his happiness, ones where he won't have to sacrifice hers.

He cuddles up to her a bit, leaning his head against her, arms around her waist.

From:

victormakesart

A nuzzle, hands on his shoulders, thumbs rubbing circles on his shirt. "And if you ever feel like you need to wait a little longer, this isn't written in stone, we can take as long as you need."

From:

backinthsaddle

"I don't want to wait too long. And I'm just more worried about you."

From:

victormakesart

"I'm... scared. Of the medical part of this. Really, really, really scared. But I can do it. I might need some valium or whatevs, but I can do it."

From:

backinthsaddle

"We'll get you whatever you need." He really, really appreciates her putting herself through this for him, and kisses her in thanks.

From:

victormakesart

"I love you," she says, kissing him back in earnest. "You're stunning, honey. Straight up."

From:

backinthsaddle

"Let's hold off on telling the kids until this is already happening," he suggests.

From:

victormakesart

She hadn't even thought of not saying anything to the kids (she wants to shout it from the rooftops, perhaps on a different planet), but she's really glad that he mentioned it, because it makes sense. Then she thinks of something she's been vaguely worried about since she realized she's infertile. "There are... complications, potentially with multiple births, or leftover e-eggs and even leftover embryos. I'm not sure how I feel about there bein' leftover frozen babies."