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[heyboss]

"Oh I'm done with apartments," he agrees. "A proper house with a yard. Maybe we can get a dog."

[lestercraft]

"No secret passages in the fucking basements," he insists with a laugh. "A-and a new car as well, I think- I'm sure we could find somewhere in the city with a yard, maybe even something with its own boiler."

[heyboss]

"We can have anything we want. I withdrew everything I had in the bank the last time I went back to Boston. Enough to get us through the war with no problems. And, for Faroe nd Nathaniel to have, of course, when they get old enough."

He lets out a breath. "A life together. The six of us."

[lestercraft]

"Jesus..."

It's a soft gasp from Arthur, as his grip tightens on Sheehan's hand for a moment.

"I don't... I-I'm not sure I've really been able to imagine a future since..." His breath shudders as he exhales. "F-for a long... a long fucking time, at least."

[heyboss]

"I know. You've been taking life a moment at a time for so long, but - there is a future now. And I'll be there. We will all be there in it. You will see your daughter grow up. She will go to school and she will be brilliant and curious."

He takes his hand and brings it to his lips, pressing a kiss to his fingers.

"I love you. John loves you. We aren't going anywhere."

[lestercraft]

He'd never thought about Faroe going to school, not seriously. Not for doubt, obviously, of course she would, just that he couldn't possibly imagine how his precious, perfect darling would ever be more than the bundle in his arms.

He'd lost everything when she died. Or near enough to.

And now she got to grow up.

He can't hold back the sudden burning of tears in his eyes with his shaking inhale, nor can his free hand rise soon enough to scrub his face and keep them from escaping.

[heyboss]

And Sheehan pulls him close, tught against his chest. He had anticipated this.

"I know," he mutters and he won't let go until Arthur does.