ME: Time for some parent-child comfort.
STEELE:
Opening the door with a key was easy enough-just why he needed a key troubled the General.
"Bridget?" asked Steele, setting a plate of eggs and bacon on her desk.
His daughter was in worse emotional condition than ever. She laid down on her bunk, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Bridget," he repeated. Before she could respond he got her up and laid her head on his chest, letting her cry into his shirt. "It's okay Bridget, everything is okay."
"No," she choked out, "I disappointed her! I'm nothing!"
"No!" he said sharply. "Bridget, you may be my only child-but I wouldn't trade you for all the sons in the world! You're strong, smart, self-sufficient-."
"-and always will be my little girl," a new voice said. "I love you with all my heart Bridget, I'm sorry for what I said. I just want you to make the right decisions."
"M-mother-." Bridget never did get to finish talking as Steele pulled back and let Lacey grasp her in a tight hug he hadn't known his own wife was capable of.
"You still want breakfast?"
BALTO:
Getting the last of the ice-packs for Aleu, the National Guardsman sighed as he gave them to Jenna.
"I understand you being upset about Aleu honey," the crimson Husky began, "but you haven't been hurt."
"She. Kicked. Me. In. The. Balls," replied Balto. "You don't know what it feels like Jenna, to have to live in fear of-."
"What?" Jenna shook her head. "You DIDN'T give birth to six kids, I did."
"There's still the fact women don't have any critical weakspot for men to exploit."
"Fact? You don't know what I'm gonna do to that she-devil for harming my daughter!"
"-I for one took a KNEE to my crotch," Kodi complained from the living room.
"It wasn't as bad as what she did to Aleu son!" Jenna shot back before going into the girls room.
ME: How was that? Ideas for 11?