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[May. 14th, 2008|01:19 am] |
Who. Owen, Ianto, Molly;. Open to those who can get into the hub
What. Meeting their daughter.
When. Backdated to just after Molly posted.
Ianto was looking remarkably calm considering what he'd just found out. A daughter. Not so bad. With Owen. Magic 8-ball says try again later for a reply to that one. He'd found Owen, or rather Owen him and they were on their way to pick her up. Molly. He reminded himself. That was her name. He turned to Owen and opened his mouth to speak then closed it again. |
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