Saying goodbye
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random_xtrasLogan leaned against the wall in the back room of the cantina, her eyes on those of the baby in her arms as she tried to remember the tiny face by heart so she'd never forget it.
Bethany looked back, her big blue eyes far too serious for a baby of six and a half months as she lay quietly. It was almost, her mother thought, as though she knew what was happening.
Logan closed her eyes for a moment and held her little one close, then said without looking up at Charlie, "Yer sure it's her?"
"I've checked and rechecked," he rumbled softly.
-She looks so tired.- Logan leaned Bethany back so that she could look at her again, her heart feeling as though it were being ripped from her chest. "'N they'll love 'er?"
"Oh yes." His deep voice held quiet assurance.
"'N... I'll never see 'er again." Her voice broke on the last words and Bethany frowned in concern.
"I'm sorry."
Logan closed her eyes and wept for a few moments, but then steeled herself and held the baby out to him. "This better not be a screw up, Boyscout."
"It's not." He accepted Bethany and cuddled her close as she tipped her head back in attempt to see his face. "I wish I were wrong. I don't like tearing families apart."
"Yeah," she rasped, taking a last look before she turned and left the room. "Whatever."
Mind blank, she wandered across the cantina and dropped onto the window seat, where she curled up and stared sightlessly through the window. "Whatever."
Bethany looked back, her big blue eyes far too serious for a baby of six and a half months as she lay quietly. It was almost, her mother thought, as though she knew what was happening.
Logan closed her eyes for a moment and held her little one close, then said without looking up at Charlie, "Yer sure it's her?"
"I've checked and rechecked," he rumbled softly.
-She looks so tired.- Logan leaned Bethany back so that she could look at her again, her heart feeling as though it were being ripped from her chest. "'N they'll love 'er?"
"Oh yes." His deep voice held quiet assurance.
"'N... I'll never see 'er again." Her voice broke on the last words and Bethany frowned in concern.
"I'm sorry."
Logan closed her eyes and wept for a few moments, but then steeled herself and held the baby out to him. "This better not be a screw up, Boyscout."
"It's not." He accepted Bethany and cuddled her close as she tipped her head back in attempt to see his face. "I wish I were wrong. I don't like tearing families apart."
"Yeah," she rasped, taking a last look before she turned and left the room. "Whatever."
Mind blank, she wandered across the cantina and dropped onto the window seat, where she curled up and stared sightlessly through the window. "Whatever."
