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Post by journeycat on Mar 20, 2011 8:21:15 GMT 10
Title: Honored Rating: G Word Count: 241 Pairing: Team Bend-a-lot (Jon/Zahir) Round/Fight: 1/A Summary: Zahir’s first child and son is born.
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There was a mad scramble when the door opened, as each well-wisher and inquirer clamored to be heard first. Zahir, normally so self-possessed and scornful of public affection, merely beamed stupidly at all of them as though he didn’t hear a single word. He looked like the cat who ate the canary, Jonathan noted with deep amusement.
“How is she?” Raoul asked, too casually; his jittering leg betrayed his nervousness.
“What’d she have?”
“What’d you name it?”
“Can we see them?”
Jon and Wyldon shared a wry look. Children, it said indulgently, though these children were in their late twenties and early thirties with children of their own. It brought back good memories of Roald’s birth, if bittersweet, and he wondered if Wyldon was remembering the day his first child was brought into the world, too.
“Kel’s fine,” Zahir said, over the noise. “Neal and Ilane are taking care of them, but she wants to rest right now.” He puffed out his chest, just a little, glowing with so much pride that Jon could have wept. “I have a healthy son.”
Owen started the applause, though the others took it up quickly enough. Wyldon looked torn between exasperation and fond resignation.
And then Zahir was looking at him with those eyes that knew how to pierce the soul, and he said quietly, “She agreed to let me name him Jonathan, for the man who taught me everything I know.”
QC by: greenie
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Post by Seek on Mar 24, 2011 19:08:30 GMT 10
MANDI! KEL/ZAHIR! I WANTED THAT! I really love the impact of the last line, and the messy situation in the waiting room
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Post by journeycat on Mar 27, 2011 3:37:27 GMT 10
Thank you! I couldn't possibly NOT write a K/Z for this!
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