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Two months later on a Saturday morning, Charlie threw a dish rag over her shoulder and answered the knock at her door.

“Mom?” she breathed, getting a good look at Rachel, Miles and Gene all camped out on her front porch.

“Hi sweetheart,” Rachel beamed, pulling her daughter in for a hug while Charlie glared at Gene who simply grinned and waved.

“Not that it’s not good to see you, but what are all of y’all doing in Austin?” She asked, turning to close the door to the house.

“Came to check in on you,” Miles explained as he held his arms open for a hug. “We were surprised when we got home only to find out you’d finally accepted Blanchard's offer.”

Rachel nodded, smoothing a hand over her daughter's shoulder. “I wanted to come right …show more content…

“H-h-how is that possible?” Rachel stuttered looking at Miles.

“You son of a bitch!” Miles growled, taking a step towards Bass only to be cut off by a baby wielding Charlie.

“Language!” both she and Bass nearly shouted as Bass’ hand came to rest on the curve of Charlie’s waist. “Maybe you had better go put on a clean shirt,” Charlie murmured, turning her head towards Bass. “Do you want to take Emily? He probably won’t kill you if you’re holding a baby.”

Bass simply raised a brow. “He doesn’t have it in him to kill me,” he replied with a kiss to her cheek, turning his back and going back inside the house.

Charlie ignored everyone but Gene, “Grandpa, Emily has started spitting up the cow's milk we’ve been giving her and Bass thinks we should try putting her on goats milk.”

“All babies spit up some, Charlie. It’s probably nothing to worry about,” he replied even as Charlie shook her head.

“This isn’t just spitting up, Grandpa,” she explained scrunching her nose. “Bass said something about it being like the Exorcist? He was holding her when it happened this time, that’s why he didn’t have a shirt on.” Looking at Miles, she dared him to comment.

“Oh, well then, guess I better have a look.” Gene answered, setting Brody down as he reached out to take the little girl into his arms. “Miles, grab my bag would you? Rachel, might as well get to know your grandson,” he commented, making his way into the house.

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