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Audrey walked out the Diner, Nathan following closely – she'd noticed he'd been walking allot closer to her since he found out he could feel her, whether consciously or unconsciously she was not sure. A pretty blonde woman walked towards them with a big buggy before her, her care-free curls falling over her face in a way that reminded Audrey of summer, while a tiny baby wriggled and gurgled before her.

"Nathan!" she greeted, ignoring Audrey completely "I'd like you to meet someone." As the partners approached, she stopped and pulled the baby from the buggy, supporting the head carefully as she cradled it in her arms.

"Who's this?" Audrey whispered as they got closer.

"Jessica – a friend from my teens; she used to sell cake at the carnival." He explained with a smile.

"This," Jessica smiled, leaning the baby forwards to Audrey and Nathan could see her cherubic face "is Ellen. Say hello, Ellen." She cooed to her daughter, ticking her cloud-like hair.

"Awww, she's adorable!" Nathan gasped with a smile "Can I hold her?"

"Yeah sure," Jessica nodded and handed the baby over gently, treating her as if she were made of glass. Audrey watched this all with a huge grin.

"No, don't give her to him, you'll never get her back." Audrey laughed, looking at the already cooing Nathan "Nathan Wuornos: Baby Man." Nathan looked up to scowl at his new title before getting in touch with his feminine side again and giving Ellen more attention.

"Who's a pretty girl?" he said while bouncing the baby up and down in his arms "You look just like your Mummy, don't you Ellen? Yes you do! Yes you do!" Audrey rolled her eyes at Jessica before turning to Nathan.

"Ok, Mother Goose, give the baby back – we've got to go to work." Audrey tutted and Nathan disappointedly gave Ellen back to her mother.

"Bye bye baby Ellen." He gurgled one last time before flipping back to the old Nathan and following Audrey back to the truck.

"I've gotta tell you Nathan, I have never seen anyone get so gooey over children. What is it with you and kids?" she wondered aloud as Nathan got the truck up and running.

"What's not to like? They're cute, they're small, and they can't talk, like some people I know." He gave Audrey a pointed look.

"Yeah, but they're messy and loud and they spit up everywhere!" Audrey countered.

"They're only loud when they want something, again like someone I know." He gave Audrey a second pointed look and she flicked him on the ear. He winced and rubbed it confusedly.

"So you'd want kids?" Audrey confirmed.

"Yeah – after I'm married and settled." He said seriously. Audrey laughed.

"Well, you tell me when you find that special someone. I'll start thinking of names." She said nonchalantly, but Nathan tightened his hands on the steering wheel, her words echoing through his head. He knew it would be hard for him to have kids, with his condition, and it killed him just a little. Then again, there was one person it would be easy with. He glanced at Audrey quickly, but she was looking out the window. Almost as if she sensed his gaze, she turned and smiled gently, watching to see of he'd say anything. When he turned back to looking ahead, she did the same, settling into comfortable silence, knowing that he didn't want to talk.

Can you read my mind? Nathan had thought this so many times it was like his mind had its own motto. He knew it was silly – Audrey couldn't read minds – but he couldn't help but think it every time they had a whole conversation through one glance, every time she knew what he was going to say before he said it, every time she just knew. Nathan internally shook himself – Keep it in line, Wuornos. But again his eyes flashed to where Audrey was sitting with her fingers trailing out the window. He couldn't help but think what would have happened if Audrey had left for Boston instead of stayed. Would he have followed? No. Would he follow her if she left tomorrow? Yes, without a doubt. Not just because she let him feel his skin – because she let him feel his heart, his emotions, his thoughts. And as much as he tried, he just couldn't stop thinking of himself as her Nathan. He was hers – but Audrey wasn't his. Audrey wasn't a thing that could be owned, that could be linked to a person by mere words – she was Audrey.

". . .ello, Nathan? Nathan?" Nathan was knocked out of his own head by Audrey shaking his arm "Nathan, you missed the turn-in. Are you ok?" she looked worried and Nathan grunted and turned the truck around, but she still looked at him like he was a bomb about to explode.

Can you read my mind?

That night Nathan sat in the Gull, drinking whatever the hell he wanted, trapped in his own head like he had been for most of that day. He kept on thinking about Audrey, waiting for some sign that she was ready, that she had recovered from her thing with Chris Brody. Nathan snorted at the name – he was glad the guy was gone. He didn't trust him, and didn't think he was good enough for Audrey – he didn't understand the way Nathan did. He didn't –

"In again?" Duke's voice broke through Nathan's little bubble of internal ranting "What's wrong this time? Forgotten what it's like to feel that cold shower?"

"Piss off, Duke, now's not the time." Nathan grumbled back, finishing his glass of a vibrant pink liquid that tasted like passion fruit and smelled like honey.

"Touchy," Duke tutted, leaning on the bar with a charming smile "c'mon, dump on the bartender. It's what we're here for."

"No," Nathan shot back "you're here to keep my glass full and get me drunk, and so far you're not doing a good job."

"Fine – what're you drinking?"

"Dunno – tastes good though." Nathan raised his eyebrow appreciatively while Duke poured him another of the pink concoction.

"You know that's Audrey's favourite," he commented "she comes down here every so often with Julia to talk. I've heard allot, you know; and I can be bought with a reasonable price."

"How about I'll buy five shots of your most expensive spirit?" Nathan slurred – the alcohol was hitting him fast and strong today, just like he wanted.

"Well," Duke said, pouring the shots "I know Audrey's getting used to the town. I know she's getting used to you."

"Yes, and?" Nathan said when Duke stopped.

"Ah, can't say anymore – we bartenders have a code, you see." He tapped his nose secretively.

"Fine, I'll go up and ask her myself." Nathan banged the drink onto the bar and got up, tripping up the stairs to Audrey's apartment.

"Audrey!" he banged on the door loudly "Audrey, you in there?"

"Nathan?" he almost fell forwards when to door opened to reveal a pyjama-clad Audrey "What are you doing here?"

"To tell you something," he declared, walking inside and falling onto the bed "something highly important. And that's this:" he paused dramatically "I love you. I love you Audrey, and I always have."

"What?" Audrey gasped.

"I realised it when we were talking about kids and families today. And I saw that the only person I'd ever want to be with," another dramatic pause "is you!" he smiled childishly "I just thought I'd tell you now, because in a couple of seconds I'm going to pass out. By the way, if you want someone to blame for this," he gestured to his drunken self "you should blame Duke. Byeeee!" and he toppled over backwards, passed out. Audrey, putting his actions down to alcohol, sighed and went towards him, taking his shoes off and shuffling him under the covers on his side. Audrey stood back and placed a bowl on the floor under his head, then walked off to get the couch ready.

"Nothing sexier than a vomiting unconscious man," she muttered.

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