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Author: YAWN - Yet Another Writing Newbie. 

Copyright 2010 YAWN Electronic distribution permission granted to
asstr.org.  Permission for any other use must be obtained by contacting the
author via asstr.org. 

If you can't tell this is fiction from the copyright date and the story
dates, you're either not old enough or not smart enough to be reading it. 

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Saturday, 22 August 2015 

"Molly, Sarah.  Wake up daughters." 

"Why are we in bed with all our clothes on?  And black clothes?  Oh, I
remember.  We're to help you rescue some hostages tonight." 

"That's right, Honey.  It's time for us to go.  You'll be in a truck with
me, Jane and Lacey will be in another truck with Captain McGregor." 

"We're in the G-O-O-D with all its guns.  Are there missiles on top?" 

"Yes, Honey.  This is truck we drove from California." 

"Does it take long to get where were going?" 

"Not long, Sweetie.  We're just driving slowly so the electric vehicles can
get there first and get set up for the rescue." 

"Do they already know where the hostages are, Daddy?" 

"Most of them.  The person that you two scared with mind hugs told us a lot
about their base, but he didn't know everything.  We'll point out the
buildings to you and you'll help us determine which people are hostages and
which are bad guys." 

"Won't that be easy?  The bad guys have guns and the hostages don't?" 

"I wish it was that easy, Sarah.  They could have a hostage holding a big
gun with no bullets in it, while the guard sits on the floor with a loaded
pistol hidden under his shirt." 

"We have to see `who' the people are, not just how they look?" 

"Very good, smart girl.  I'm glad I have the two of you here to help me." 

"Which buildings and which rooms, Daddy?" 

"See the IR scanner here?  We aim it at each building and you look for the
crosshairs markers on the windows." 

"I'll do the upstairs, Molly.  You do the downstairs." 

"The first room downstairs has four men with guns sitting around a table
with cards on it.  The next room has 10 people sitting on the floor - some
are kids.  There's a man with a big gun standing by the door.  He seems
scared and keeps looking at the closet." 

"Work together, girls.  Who or what is in the closet?" 

"A man and a little girl.  He has a gun to her head.  The door is open just
a little so he can watch the man with the big gun.  The girl is looking at
him too; he's her Daddy - you're right, Daddy - the gun has no bullets." 

"Can you hug the man in the closet just a little?  Slowly make it harder
until he rubs his head.  When the gun isn't pointed at the girl anymore,
both of you squeeze as hard as you can." 

"He's acting odd.  Swaying like he was drunk.  The gun is pointed up in the
air.  Now, Molly!  He's falling.  The man with the big gun heard his
daughter running and he caught the other man before he dropped his gun and
fell on the floor.  He's tied up now and the closet is closed.  How much
longer do we hold him, Poppy?" 

"You can let him go now.  We'll move to the other rooms and do the same
things - check for a hostage in the place of a guard, take out the real
guard, move to the next room.  Ian, did your girls hear all that?" 

"Yes, and they're already at work.  How will we handle the guards in the
outer rooms?" 

"As Sarah and Molly handled the interrogation, except the pain will happen
to two of the men there.  They'll be yelling about their heads hurting and
'make it stop'.  Good confusion for the extraction teams to work through." 

"Girls, can you contact an adult in any hostage group?" 

"No, Daddy," 

"No, Poppy." 

"Do you think you can send a 'suggestion' via phone?" 

"We can try." 

"OK, here's a phone for each of you and a list of numbers.  Dial each
number.  If it's a hostage, `suggest' that they stay away from the door
until the rescue party arrives.  If it's a bad guy, make him unconscious." 

"Are your girls with us, Ian?" 

"Dialing now." 

"All my numbers are done, Daddy." 

"Mine, too." 

"My girls are through calling, George." 

"Extraction teams - most of your opposition has been neutralized.  You have
about 10 minutes before they start waking up.  Get the hostages in the
marked rooms.  We think there are about 50.  Hostages in rooms 13, 26, and
41 have weapons taken from their captors.  They will surrender the weapons
when asked, so don't shoot one of the good guys.  There are guards in
disguise in rooms 17, 19, and 38.  They are unconscious at the moment, so
leave them in place.  Move out!" 

"Daddy, is there someone who can get blankets and teddy bears for the
kids?" 

"Yes, Honey.  Your good idea is now part of the standard procedure manual
for hostage rescue.  Colonel Mason will see that every kid gets a blanket
and a bear." 

"My idea is in a military manual?  But I'm just a kid." 

"Which means that you know what makes a kid feel safe.  Your idea was
adopted because it was good, not because of who came up with it.  People
who contribute to the manual are listed as advisors.  'Molly Wilson' is now
in the list of advisors in the back of the manual." 

"You're famous, Molly!" 

"Well, she's famous in a very small group of people.  We still have
communications with the other Survival Buildings, so we've sent all that
we've learned to them.  They're doing the same for us." 

"Are the mind hugs in a manual?" 

"They will be after tonight, Sarah.  Do you want to be listed as Sarah or
Molly?  And what's your last name?" 

"You better list me as Sarah.  Having two people named `Molly Wilson' would
be confusing." 

"Your last name is Wilson too?  Daddy, were we already family since we had
the same last name?" 

"Having the same last name doesn't mean we're related.  Lots of people with
the same name aren't related at all." 

"Can we find out?" 

"In the morning, after breakfast, we can check the family tree research
your Daddy did and see if you have any family in or around North Carolina."


"Why not when we get back home?" 

"It's way past your bedtime and I'm hoping that you two stay awake long
enough to walk to the elevator and then to our quarters because I'm too
tired to carry both of you." 

Too late - Molly's already asleep. 

"Why are all the street lights and traffic lights off, Poppy?  We have
lights at the Survival Building." 

"Remember I said that even trains had stopped running?  The electric power
for this area is generated by a plant that burns coal.  When the trains
stopped running, the plant only had enough coal for a few days.  Now
there's no electricity in the city.  The Survival Building has its own
power.  It comes from a nuclear power plant that's buried beneath the
building and doesn't need any outside air to operate." 

Even Sarah's curiosity couldn't keep her awake - guess I'll have to answer
that question again in the morning. 

"Colonel Wilson?" 

"Yes, Sergeant?" 

"Colonel Mason sent me for bedtime carry, sir.  He said you would have two
kids asleep in your truck." 

"He was right, Sergeant.  I have this one.  Can you get the other one?" 

"Yes sir.  Where are we going?" 

"Level 9." 

"Yes sir." 

"Which bed, sir?" 

"Both girls on this one.  I'll crash on the other one.  Thank you,
Sergeant." 

"No, thank you sir.  I've never had the opportunity of doing something for
a hero." 

"Hero, Sergeant?" 

"Your girls rescued both my nieces tonight.  They'll always be Medal of
Honor winners in my book." 

"Why weren't you there to meet your nieces?" 

"My brother was there waiting for them, sir." 

"I think Molly and Sarah would like to meet your nieces." 

"Which one is Molly, sir?" 

"The dark-haired one." 

"Colonel Mason told me that she suggested they give the kids blankets and
bears.  Suzy is 4 and was too scared to talk until she got the blanket and
bear.  Your daughter is a genius." 

"Thank you, Sergeant." 

"Good night, sir." 

"Good night, Sergeant." 

Time to make them comfortable.  Off with Molly's boots and the ninja pants...
What's this?  Blood in Molly's underwear?  Not much, but any is too much. 

Time to wake Dr. Chambers. 

Ring!  Ring!  Ring!  Ring!  Ring!  Ring!  Ring!  Ring!  Ring!   

"What?  Don't you know it's 3AM?" 

"Yes, I know it and Molly has blood in her underwear.  Before you ask,
we've not done anything in several days.  She was so busy with Beth's
birthday party that I sent her to bed early a couple of nights.  She was
out with the hostage rescue team tonight.  Nothing physical, but mentally
draining." 

"Meet me on the hospital floor.  There's a nurse who came in with the
previous group and she would like nothing better than the opportunity to do
something for you.  I'll send her to your quarters to stay with Sarah." 

"OK.  I'll tell Sarah what's happening and we'll be right there." 

"Sarah.  Sarah, Sweetie." 

"Hi, Poppy.  Is it morning already?  I'm very sleepy." 

"Sarah, I need to take Molly to see Dr. Chambers.  Dr. Chambers is sending
someone to stay with you until I return." 

"OK, Poppy." 

Back asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.  She's really out of it. 

knock.  knock. 

"Yes?" 

"Colonel Wilson?" 

"Yes." 

"I'm Linda Steele.  Dr. Chambers said you need someone to watch one of your
girls while she checks the other one." 

"Sarah is asleep in the second bedroom.  It's been a long and busy day for
her.  I doubt that she will wake before 1000.  If she does, she can have
her choice for breakfast - don't be surprised if she wants enchiladas.
They're in the fridge." 

"There's no fast food here.  Where did you get enchiladas?" 

"We made them.  Sorry, to be short, but Molly's pregnant with twins and
she's spotting." 

"What?  No, get her to the hospital.  You can explain away my ignorance
later." 

Why is the elevator taking so long?  Why is it so slow going between
floors?  Why do the doors take so long to open? 

"In here, Colonel Wilson." 

"I didn't expect a full medical staff at this hour." 

"All these people were rescued tonight. When I mentioned who the patient
was, I hard a hard time keeping the staff down to one of each specialty.
Put her here and let's see what's going on." 

"Daddy, where are we?  Who are all these people?  Where is my underwear?
Why is there blood on the bed?  What's wrong with my babies?  Wha... 

+Candlestick!   

+OK, Daddy.  Explain to me? 

"I saw blood in your underwear when I put you to bed, so I called Dr.
Chambers.  She wanted to see you right away." 

"But won't Sarah be scared if she wakes up alone?" 

"Sarah won't be alone.  I woke her long enough to tell her what was
happening.  Dr. Chambers sent a nurse to stay with her. " 

"OK.  I'm just worried about my sister." 

"Let me try to answer some of your questions, Molly." 

"OK, Dr. Chambers." 

"It's not unusual for there to be a little bleeding during pregnancy.  I'm
being especially cautious with you because you're so young and because
you're having twins.  First I'll do an ultrasound to check on the babies." 

"Is that the thing you keep in the freezer until I get here?" 

"We don't keep it in the freezer, Molly, but it is cold.  Here's a warm
blanket for your legs." 

"That's better." 

"Baby number 1 is in a good position but growing faster than we thought.
So is baby number 2.  Did you do a lot today, Molly?" 

"Not a lot.  Daddy helped me and Sarah bake and ice Beth's birthday cake,
then we helped Jane and Lacey with the decorations on the cake.  We went to
the party and sang 'Happy Birthday' to Beth and she opened her presents.
She really liked the dollhouse that Daddy helped me and Sarah and Jane and
Lacey build - and the dolls and furniture her Daddy and her Grandpa Ed made
for it.  The she blew out the candle and we had cake and her Grandpa Ed
surprised all of us with homemade ice cream - he had brought all the
special stuff with him from Montana.  Then we went back to quarters and had
a snack and Daddy had us take a nap until time to go on the hostage rescue
mission.  Sarah and me were in the truck with Daddy.  Jane and Lacey were
in the truck with Jane's Daddy.  We helped find the hostages and the guards
and we put the guards to sleep so the hostages could get out.  I think
Sarah and me went to sleep in the truck on the way back, 'cause I don't
remember anything until I woke up here." 

"You make me tired just telling me about your day!  I think you just did
more than your body can handle while you're pregnant.  I want to get blood
and urine samples before you leave.  And I'm setting some sleep rules for
you." 

"I already go to bed too early.  I'm not a baby." 

"No, you're not a baby, but you will have to do some things differently
because you need to take care of these two babies.  I'm not setting a
bedtime, but a number of hours of sleep and a number of hours of rest
during the day." 

"I don't need a nap." 

"I didn't say nap, I said rest.  You may read or listen to music or do
something else quiet, but you must rest at least an hour every afternoon." 

"Can I go now?  And do I have to go naked?" 

"I need your arm for the blood sample." 

"Ow!" 

"I know you're tired and scared, Molly, so things seem worse than they
would at another time.  Now into the restroom for the urine sample in this
little cup." 

"OK." 

"Poppy!  What's wrong?  Where's Molly?  The nurse didn't want me to come
but I can run faster than she can, especially on the stairs.  Molly's
jammies were on the bed so I brought them." 

"Slow down, Sarah.  Molly is fine and so are the babies.  She just did too
much yesterday.  Dr. Chambers will check the blood and urine samples to be
sure Molly's OK, but we can go back to our quarters." 

"You brought me jammies, Sarah?  I love my sister!  Here's the pee cup, Dr.
Chambers.  Can we go back to sleep now, Daddy?" 

"Yes, I think going back to sleep would be good for you and Sarah - and
going to sleep would be good for the rest of us.  Thank you, Dr. Chambers."


"Thank you, Colonel Wilson.  I've never had a patient who was so loved by
her family - yes, I know Molly's your niece and Sarah isn't related, but
there's no question about the closeness of your family." 

"She really is having twins!" 

"She's so tiny.  Are you sure she's six?" 

"How does she make an adult unconscious from outside a building?" 

"How did she know who were hostages and who were guards?" 

"Is there anything we can do for them?  I'll wash dishes and mop floors if
needed." 

"Doctors, please.  Molly is pregnant with twins.  Her birthday is in April,
so she is six years and a few months old.  I have no idea how she acquired
some of her mental abilities and I certainly don't know what her limits
are.  Molly's records are available online to authorized care givers and to
researchers who have been cleared by me.  Annoying her or any other girl
either in-clinic or in the public areas of this facility is grounds for
termination - a consequence which now appears to be very minor,
considering the abilities Molly and the other girls have demonstrated.  I
suggest that we all be very polite in any request we make of her or the
others.  I have no desire to hold my head in my hands and scream 'Make it
stop!'  I know you appreciate their efforts to rescue you.  As far as an
offer to help, I would suggest a meal.  I understand that Colonel Wilson is
an excellent cook, but collectively you represent some of the most famous
cuisines in the world - treat him and the girls to something special." 

Other than "chow mein", I don't understand anything in that polyglot of
languages, but I think the Colonel will be pleasantly surprised. 

"Daddy, when does school start?  You said you would be our teacher.  Will
my afternoon rest mean that I miss part of school?  It's 4AM; do I still
take my morning sickness pill?" 

"In a different order:  take your pill and brush your teeth.  Sarah needs
her jammies.  I will be teaching some of the elementary grades, but I think
one of the people we rescued tonight taught 4th grade so he'll probably be
teaching 4th and 5th grades.  School will end around 2PM, so you can have
your rest time after that." 

"Another man teacher?  My Daddy said there weren't many of them." 

"That's right, Sarah.  There aren't a lot of men who teach the elementary
grades, but those who do are usually very good teachers.  I think Jane will
have fun learning.  Because we will have two classes, he and I will need to
make some changes in the lesson plans I created, so school will probably
not start for another week.  If there are enough kids we might add some
lessons on hydroponic farming and set up a couple of small tanks for you to
grow things in.  We'll have to check on how small a section can be
activated - I think you might like growing some of your own foods.  Maybe
some grape tomatoes for snacks?" 

"Little tomatoes sound yummy!  How long does it take from seed to tomato?" 

"Probably a couple of months, Honey, depending on the variety of tomato you
plant.  Other things we might plant would be beans, peas, maybe some
lettuce." 

"No apple or banana trees?" 

"Apple trees must get big before they produce fruit, so they need soil to
grow in.  We can't easily do them in small hydroponic tanks.  Banana trees
need much warmer conditions than the other foods we might grow, so I don't
think they're likely until the hydroponic crop choices are much broader -
remember we don't have enough people to maintain all the tanks that exist."


"Can we do kissy-face, Daddy?" 

"Just a little, Honey.  You need to sleep, so it's kissy-face and a back
rub." 

"But I wanna do everyth... 

"Candlestick!  Dr. Chambers just told you that you did too much today and
that you need to rest in the afternoon.  Since it's not morning yet, this
is still part of your day with 'too much' in it - that means gentle stuff
and going to sleep." 

"Yes, Daddy.  I know you want to also, but taking care of me is more
important.  I love you, Daddy." 

"I love you too, Molly." 

"Poppy, is she already asleep?" 

"Yes, Sarah.  She really did do 'too much' today and she's very tired." 

"Can we do some kissy-face?" 

"Just a little.  You're not pregnant, but you also had a very busy day and
you need to sleep." 

"Can we do kissy-face and you squirt in me like we were making babies?" 

"If that's what you want, Sweetie." 

"More than anything - I want to have your babies too!" 

"Then I guess we should get these clothes out of the way and you should sit
on my lap facing me." 

"Suck my tongue down your throat." 

"No, we'll start gentle.  I want this to last a little longer than before
and I want you to feel safe and loved." 

"I always feel safe and loved when I'm with you, even when you 'teapot' me
- I know you're taking care of me!" 

"Then be gentle and take it slow - I don't want you to need a 'teapot'
now." 

"Yes, Poppy.  Kiss me?" 

+Gently, Sweetie.  Think butterfly kisses. 

+.Even with lips? 

+Yes.  Try it. 

+.I like this. 

+Now gentle lick of my lips - remember, butterfly kisses. 

+.Do me, Poppy! 

+Yes, Sarah.  Upper lip.  Lower lip.  Both lips.  Stick out your tongue and
I'll lick it. 

+.My nipples are tingly!  I didn't know gentle kissy-face could do that. 

+Gentle can do a lot.  Sometimes the little things like tingly nipples get
lost when you just want to suck my tongue down your throat at the start. 

+.Stick out your tongue.  I want to lick it like this.  Does it make your
nipples tingly? 

+No, but look lower down. 

+.Does your penis get tingly when it's like that? 

+It does when I'm with one of my pretty daughters.  Ouch! 

+.Sorry, Poppy.  'Pretty daughter' was too exciting.  I'll remember not to
bite again.  Can you put it in me? 

+.Sweetie, you're not any bigger than Molly, so it won't go in you.  You
hold your lower lips open with one hand and guide the tip to the entrance
of your vagina with the other hand. 

+.You're right, it is big.  Can I get the head in? 

+Maybe part of it.  You stroke it and pull gently and we'll see if any goes
in. 

+.It's going in. It feels good but it kinda hurts.  I can't tell which is
stronger: the hurt or the good feeling. 

+Stop there.  I don't want to hurt you.  The semen will go in whether the
head is all the way in or not. 

+.But I want more of it! 

+Does it hurt more when you pull it in? 

+.Yes. 

+Then your body isn't ready for entry yet.  I can wait and I'll make you
wait.  Stroke me gently.  Long slow strokes.  Let me suck on your tongue
and rub your nipples. 

+.It feels really good when you do all of that at the same time!  Hurry up!


+If I hurry, the good feeling will get stronger fast and you will faint, so
the good feeling won't last.  We'll do this slow and gentle so you remember
at least part of it. 

+.But I'm all tingly!  Squirt in me and make the good feeling get strong. 

+You won't remember it in the morning. 

+.But I can't wait! 

+You're doing OK at waiting so far.  Suck my tongue and stroke me some
more. 

+.It feels bigger when I stroke it like this! 

+You're making the head swell, so it seems bigger. 

+.When can I take it all in? 

+Probably not until you're 9 or 10.  But we can do some stretching in the
bathtub.  That's when I've been stretching Molly. 

+.Can we get in the tub now?  Too late!  You're starting to jerk!  Are you
going to squirt in ... 

Yes, before you finished that thought and once again you're out.  Did I
just put a baby in another six year old?  Maybe I should be doing daily
temperature checks to know when she's fertile.  She didn't ask to sleep
with me, so I'll slip a gown on her and ease her into bed with Molly.   I
might enjoy having the entire bed to myself for one night.  Maybe there'll
be 8 hours without a crisis... 





"Good morning, Daddy." 

"Good morning, Molly.  You're up early for someone who had such a long day
yesterday and so much excitement during the night." 

"I know, but Dr. Chambers called and said that someone was bringing
breakfast - and that I can eat all I want of the things they're bringing." 

"Did she say what breakfast was?" 

"No, she just said that one of the people we rescued last night was from
Thailand and wanted to thank us for saving him.  He should be here in about
10 minutes." 

"Is Sarah awake?" 

"No, she looked so happy that I thought she might be dreaming of what you
did last night." 

"I thought you were asleep." 

"I was, but before I went to sleep she had the 'I want to eat you' look, so
I thought she probably tried to eat you." 

"Silly girl, she can't eat me - but she did try to swallow my tongue." 

"Did you make her feel good?" 

"Yes, but she may not remember it." 

"Did you make a baby in her?" 

"I don't know yet." 

"You probably did.  Sarah asked Dr. Chambers how the temperature thing
worked and she's been checking it three times a day." 

"If her boobies get tender and her tummy starts to grow and especially if
she's sick in the mornings, we'll know." 

"Would Sarah have twins?" 

"I don't know the answer to that, Honey.  Dr. Chambers thought it was very
unusual for someone as young as you to have twins so I don't know if it
might happen again." 

"If she does, you'll have six little girls." 

"And we'll need bigger quarters." 

Knock.  Knock. 

"Yes?" 

"Colonel Wilson, I am Dr. Trang.  I have food for you and your daughters." 

"Come in.  Our table is over there.  Thank you, but we can't eat this much
for breakfast." 

"Food for day, not just breakfast.  Keep in fridge.  Heat in oven." 

"Why are you doing this?" 

"You and daughters save me and daughter.  We owe you very much.  Dr.
Chambers said you might like other cooking." 

"Thank you again." 

"You are welcome.  Eat while hot." 

"What are all these things, Daddy?  I've never seen them?" 

"I think these are some of the foods that are prepared for special
occasions in Thailand.  Since Dr. Chambers said you could have all you
wanted, we should make up sample plates to see which ones you want more
of." 

"What are you cooking, Poppy?  It smells good." 

"I didn't cook, Sweetie. One of the people we rescued last night brought us
a celebration meal as a way of thanking us." 

"What are all these things?" 

"Molly just asked that question and I said we should make sample plates to
see which ones we want more of." 

"OK.  I'll open the containers - look, there's a label inside.  I guess one
line is his language and the other is English.  I can read 'fish', 'bread',
'fruit', `peanut soup'.  I wanna try all of them!" 

"Put a 'No thank you' bite of each one on your plate - there might be one
that translates to 'pickles'." 

"OK." 

"You're right, Daddy - this one tastes like pickles." 

"OK, I'll label it so you know next time.  Anything else I should label?" 

"Yes, Poppy - you can put 'good' on everything but the 'pickles'." 

"Was this a nice way for him to say 'Thank you'?" 

"Ym, Dnmmm." 

"What?" 

"I said, 'Yes, Daddy' - but you asked when my mouth was full." 

"Then I can tell Dr. Chambers that you liked it?" 

"Everything but the pickles, Poppy." 

"I liked the pickles, Daddy." 

"Then I'll tell her that we liked it.  I thought the pickles were very
good.  I'll ask her how we get the containers back to Dr. Trang.  When you
finish stuffing yourself, Molly, I have a project for the two of you." 

""What?"" 

I'm beginning to enjoy their voices in unison. 

"Molly, since we have two girls named 'Molly Wilson', I want to search the
family tree you and your Daddy were working on to see if Sarah is related
to our branch of the Wilson family." 

"How do we do that, Poppy." 

"How much of your family do you know about, Sarah?  Like grandfather,
great-grandfather, and so forth." 

"My Daddy was Charles Jackson Wilson.  His Daddy was Andrew Jackson Wilson.
 His Daddy was Howard Andrew Wilson.  His Daddy was Abraham Howard Wilson."


"How can you remember those names, Sarah?" 

"Because my Daddy told me stories about things each of them did, Molly.  It
was easy to remember a name that had a story with it." 

"Molly, we have your Daddy's computer in the other room.  Do you remember
how to get to the family tree information?" 

"Yes.  There's picture of a tree with the words 'Wilson Family' under it." 

"Let's go search for the names Sarah remembers." 

"That's the picture, Daddy." 

"Did your Daddy show you how to do this?" 

"Yes." 

"Then you start it." 

"There's a box at the top where you can search for a name or part of a
name.  Sarah, you want to type in oldest name you remember?" 

"OK.  'Abraham Howard Wilson'.  Do I click 'Search'?" 

"Yes." 

"It says 'searching'.  And it's found a match. Molly, there's a star by the
name of one of Abraham's children." 

"Daddy said the star means they're my ancestors.  Does that mean me and
Sarah are related? 

"Yes, you have the same great-great-grandfather."   

"What does that make us?" 

"There's a chart here.  You follow the links back to the common ancestor
and it tells you what the relationship is.  You two are third cousins." 

""We really are family!"" 

Unison again, but one of the happiest sounds I've heard in a long time. 

"Distant family, but yes, you are related." 

"Did any of our ancestors have 'powers' like we do, Daddy?" 

"That long ago, people would have been afraid of anyone who could do what
you girls can do, so they probably would have kept it hidden.  They might
have used 'suggestions' to get other people to do things.  Within the
family, they might have known what each person could do but that would have
been 'family private' information.  Can you think of ways we might be able
to see them using their abilities?" 

"Getting a better deal when they buy or sell something than other people
do, Daddy?" 

"Protecting themselves or a family member without having a big weapon,
Poppy?" 

"Those are very good ideas, girls.  Read through this history of Abraham
Wilson and tell me if you see things like that." 

"A man known for never dropping his prices sold him a farm for less than
the asking price." 

"The cotton gin paid him a penny a bale more for his cotton than they paid
anyone else." 

"When his son John was caught under a fallen tree, he gathered people to
help before anyone from the logging site had come to report the accident." 

"Well, girls, do you think that Abraham and his children might have had
mental abilities like yours but never let others know?" 

"Yes, Daddy." 

"Yes, Poppy, but can we go further back and see if other people did too?" 

"Yes.  You look back through Abraham's ancestors and see if there are other
stories that indicate mental abilities that most people don't have." 

"Poppy, all the people in this family have blue eyes.  I thought more
people had brown or green eyes than blue eyes." 

"Yes, Sarah.  Blue eyes are a recessive trait, normally only happening when
both parents pass the gene for blue eyes to their child.  It's unusual for
everyone to have blue eyes." 

"Daddy, my fist Daddy's records say that George Starman Wilson 'seems to
have appeared out of nowhere' around 1710.  Some people saw a star fall and
then there was a fire in the woods.  The next day a man with bad burns
knocked at the door of a poor farmer named Hiram Obidiah Wilson and asked
for help.  The people had a hard time understanding him but slowly
understood what he needed and were able to make some burn medication that
they had not seen before and it worked very well.  Was the 'star' really a
spaceship?"  

"The pieces do fit together.  The people in 1710 would have described
anything coming from the sky as a 'star falling'.  There was a fire.  He
was burned.  They couldn't communicate right away - was he learning to read
their minds and thus learning their language?  He knew of medicines that
they didn't have and was able to 'tell' them how to make what he needed.
He had blue eyes - and none of the other Wilsons did.  He married Hiram's
daughter Molly and they had 10 children, all with blue eyes.  Hiram later
was a rich man and was elected to political office.  Maybe George gave him
`suggestions'?  George and Molly moved to the frontier area a few years
after they married - perhaps other people were becoming aware of the mental
abilities their children had?  Their children married and built houses near
their parents.  All of George's grandchildren had blue eyes.  People
assumed that he was called 'Starman' because he looked up at the stars at
night and said 'Someday my children will go there'.  Some people thought he
was crazy, but he was the richest and most successful farmer in the area." 

"Does that mean we're descended from an alien from another planet?" 

"Probably from another galaxy - we've never found any life on the other
planets of our solar system." 

"Then the kids at school were right when they said I was an alien?" 

"They just didn't know how right they were, Honey.  I'm glad this wasn't
discovered years ago by the military - they would be poking and prodding
and analyzing and whatever else they could do to find out more about us.
You understand that this is 'family private' and is even a bigger secret
than the kissy-face stuff.  If anyone finds out, we might never see each
other again." 

""But I want to stay with you!"" 

Unison that breaks my heart - I will be 'Papa Bear' whenever needed. 

"We'll keep this private.  If Yellowstone is as bad as we think it will be,
this will be the only copy of this information.  It's important for future
generations of our family to know where they came from, but it's also
important that they don't know about our alien ancestry until they are old
enough to keep the secret.  Do you understand?" 

"Yes, Daddy." 

"Yes, Poppy." 

"Do you remember what color eyes the other girls have?" 

"Mostly blue.  I'm not sure about Jane but Beth has blue-green and Sheila
has blue-gray.  Does blue-green or blue-gray mean they don't have as much
alien in them as we do?" 

"It might mean that they have different abilities, Honey.  Sheila is the
only one who mentioned playing the `How do we get home?' game.  We need to
see if the girls rescued last night have blue eyes.  Dr. Trang is from
Thailand and blue eyes there would be unusual.  I think there may be people
from Korea, Japan, and China.  Blue eyes are also unusual in those
countries.  If we can find out a little of their family history, there
might be another 'starman' around 1710." 

"More than one alien?" 

"Maybe a bunch of lifeboats from an alien craft that was about to crash?
The lifeboats could have landed in many places and a family line with blue
eyes could have started at each of those locations." 

"Does that mean that all the people in the project could be related?  That
we're all descended from aliens?" 

"Yes, Sarah, that's certainly possible.  We have two related girls named
`Molly Wilson'.  Do you think that the name Molly might have been passed
down in the family because the first Molly Wilson was brave enough to marry
an alien?" 

"I guess she was really brave.  Maybe the family did use the name that
way." 

"How many other kids have you met that were named `Molly'?" 

"None." 

"Maybe you just answered my question about the first Molly.  Did you
remember the pre-natal vitamin, Honey?" 

"Yes, Daddy." 

"Just checking.  I want to take good care of all my girls." 

Ring!  Ring! 

"Wilson." 

"George, this is Ed.  Could you and the girls come to Comms?  The hostages
who were rescued last night want to present you with an award." 

"Be there in 15 minutes.  Girls, we're meeting with the hostages we rescued
last night.  Colonel Mason said something about an award.  Brush your teeth
and pick some clothes.  I'll be in full dress uniform and it's probably
appropriate for you to be pretty little girls in dresses.  I know, you
usually get to wear what you want, but I think these people will be in
ceremonial dress and we should dress up also." 

""I understand."" 

Do they do that because they like it, because I like it, or because they
think so much alike? 

""Because we think alike and we know you like to hear it."" 

"Then let's get going.  I told Colonel Mason 15 minutes." 

""We're ready."" 

"And you're both beautiful." 

""Thank you.  We love you too."" 





"Colonel Mason, what do you need from us?" 

"Dr. Zhing, this is Colonel Wilson and his daughters Molly and Sarah." 

"Colonel, we wish to thank you and your daughters for saving our lives.  We
know that there is nothing you lack, but we wish to offer you a gift.  Each
family wishes to prepare their country's foods for you for a day.  Dr.
Trang was the first.  If you are pleased with his gift, we will do
likewise." 

"Thank you, Dr. Zhing.  We were very pleased with Dr. Trang's gift.  We are
honored that you wish to do this." 

+He has blue eyes. 

+.So do the others. 

+Thank you for checking and for keeping your voices down. 

"May I ask a favor of each of you?  Molly and Sarah have been tracing their
family history and would like to know the history of the other girls.  A
simple list with names and dates is fine.  If you have interesting stories
of family members, they would like to hear or read those stories.  Thank
you." 

Much bowing and handshaking.  Some of the adults greet Molly and Sarah with
the respect accorded a great warrior in their cultures.  How appropriate;
they saw the results of these two going into 'battle' even if they weren't
visible.  I'm guessing that some of the girls 'heard' or 'felt' the power
that took out the guards and told their fathers about it.  Hugs from the
hostage girls for Molly and Sarah, even a couple for me.  And my girls are
right - these people all have blue eyes... 

+Why did you answer Dr. Zhing so funny? 

+Because in his culture, it's very important that a gift be acknowledged in
the proper way.  He's correct in us lacking nothing, so the only thing they
can give us is something we can't buy... 

+.Like the dollhouse for Beth? 

+Exactly, smart girl.  Even if we didn't like something they brought, we
would eat some of it so that we did not offend them.  Remember that they
are not chefs, but each one will be doing the best that he can to provide
us something special. 

+.Why did some of them bow and take my hand? 

+They were greeting you as they would greet a great warrior in their
country. 

+.A great warrior?  Me? 

+You saved their lives and the lives of their children, so yes, you are
great warriors. 

+But we didn't kill anyone. 

+No, you didn't.  Great warriors do only enough damage to the enemy to win
the battle.  That's what you did. 

"Colonel, I'm Bill Jackson.  I understand you're looking for teachers for
the elementary grades.  I taught 4th grade and am available for anything
you need of me." 

"Thank you, Bill.  I had written some lesson plans to cover grades 1
through 5, but I think splitting the kids into a class for grades 1 to 3
and another for grades 4 and 5 will work better.  I'll contact you later
today to work on the changes.  I hope you're ready to hit the ground
running - I want to start school next week.  I don't see anyone with you.
Do you have a child?" 

"I am ready to run.  No, I don't have a child.  I was the alternate for my
niece Alice Green who's with her father in Oregon." 

+Can we go back to our place?  I need a long hug and I don't know why, but
I think I'm gonna cry. 

+.Me, too. 

"Ed, will you cover any goodbyes I missed?  Both girls are showing
reactions to being in 'battle' last night and they need to be held so they
feel safe." 

"I'll cover it.  You take good care of our Ninja Mind Warriors." 

"Thanks." 

"You want to change clothes, girls?" 

"Can we get naked?" 

"No, Sarah.  You're both experiencing reactions to being in battle.
Grown-up soldiers do also.  I think you should get in jeans or whatever
else you find comfortable and come get in my lap." 

"Both of us?" 

"Yes." 

"But we can't both do kissy-face at the same time." 

"No. But I can rub backs, and give hugs, and provide shoulders to cry on...


"Wah!  Boo-hoo!" 

"Wah!  Boo-hoo!" 

"Why are we crying, Daddy?" 

"Remember I said you were having reactions to being in battle?  It affects
different people in different ways, and we've never had six year old
soldiers before.  If we don't help you work it out now, it might come back
later in really strange forms - that's called PTSD - Post Traumatic Stress
Disorder.  Things people have experienced but not talked out or cried out
or worked out in some other way can cause nightmares and other problems
years later." 

""Rub my back?"" 

"Are you sure you want to sleep now?" 

""We want to see if we have bad dreams."" 

"OK, smart girls." 

Some of the unison speak has to be mind-to-mind at a level they aren't even
aware of; they are such complex creatures.  They really are smart - a
little explanation and they can extrapolate a long way.  That didn't take
long - they're both sound asleep.  Can I move them down onto the couch one
at a time?  Done.  Now add a throw for cover - don't want my warriors
getting cold. 





knock.  knock. 

"Yes?" 

"George, it's Ed.  I have something for the girls." 

"Come in." 

"They're asleep?" 

"We've been working on battle reactions.  They both had crying spells for
no obvious reason, so I explained a little about battle stress.  They
wanted to nap to see if they would have bad dreams." 

"I never cease to be amazed by these two.  Ian said something about Jane
and Lacey having crying spells.  I'll tell him what you said.  I came to
bring you the uniform patches for our Ninja Mind Warriors and to tell you
to have them in Comms tomorrow for a ribbon presentation.  We have a
'Hostage Rescue' ribbon for each girl.  They should wear their 'ninja'
suits - you'll probably be the one to sew on the patches.  You'll present
the ribbon to each of your girls.  Ian will present to Jane.  I'll present
to Lacey.  They kept the hostages and our forces safe in a way we've never
experienced before.  They earned these ribbons and we'll put as much pomp
and ceremony into the presentation as possible." 

"I can hear them now: What's all the fuss about?  We didn't do anything
special." 

"I've heard that from a lot of soldiers presented with a medal, George -
they just think their way is the way everyone does things." 

"What's the status on Yellowstone, Ed?" 

"Activity is increasing - and the San Andreas appears to be ready to go
again." 

"Status at the other Survival Buildings?" 

"A little over half the expected people have arrived.  There are groups
with stolen military gear - mostly National Guard - in all the locations
and those groups probably have some hostages.  Can you and the girls teach
the mind hug over an electronic hookup?  The other sites need it
desperately."  

"I won't disturb them now, but I'll ask them when they wake." 

"Take care of them as you think best, George.  You've been right every time
so far." 







"Daddy?  Where are you?" 

"At your Daddy's computer, Honey." 

"Can I sit in your lap?" 

"Sit only." 

"OK.  Whatcha doing?" 

"Remember that I asked the people we rescued to provide as much family
history as they knew?" 

"Yes.  Are we related to them?" 

"I'll tell you what I found and you can decide if we're related." 

"Are we doing teacher and student again?" 

"Maybe, but mostly I'm helping you find an answer to your question." 

"OK.  If it isn't too boring." 

"Dr. Trang knows his family's history back to 1710.  In that year, farmers
in Chai Nat saw a star falling and some of their crops caught fire.  A man
walked out of that fire.  They saw that he was burned and Dr. Trang's 4th
great-grandfather took him in and cared for him.  They couldn't understand
the man at first, but soon he could make himself understood and told them
how to make a medicine for his burns.  The 4th great-grandfather became a
successful farmer and a rich man.  The burned man later married the
4th-greatgrandfather's daughter and they had 11 children - all with blue
eyes.  They called him the equivalent of 'starman' because he would look at
the stars and say 'My children will go there.'" 

"Daddy, that sounds just like me and Sarah!  Dr. Trang's daughter is our
cousin, too!  Did you hear from anyone else?" 

"Four other families so far.  The stories are almost identical.  The year
of 1710, a 'star falling', the burned man, and the children with blue eyes
are the same in all the stories.  The names are different because of the
different cultures and languages, but the basic stories are the same.  It
appears that the mental abilities that were the primary criterion for
selecting people to be in the Survival Buildings are most often found in
the descendants of the 'starmen'." 

"Poppy, you mean we're related to all the other blue-eyed people here?" 

"And the blue-green eyes, like Beth and the blue-gray like Sheila. There
may be other people with blue-green or blue-gray eyes - we just haven't had
time to make color comparisons of the ID pictures that were made of
everyone expected to be here." 

"Do we know when 'starman' expected his children to be able to go to the
stars?" 

"No, Honey.  We don't know how either.  We don't have a spaceship that can
get us to any of those stars, so either there's a way to power a spaceship
that we haven't discovered yet or there's some other way to travel to the
stars." 

"What do you mean 'some other way', Poppy?" 

"We've discovered that your minds can do things to other people at a
distance.  Maybe there's a 'mind ship' that allows you to travel between
planets without being in a spaceship that uses rockets of some kind." 

"Moving things with our minds, Daddy?" 

"Yes, Molly.  It's called 'telekinesis'." 

"How would I start, Daddy?" 

"Remember thinking a hug out to the bear?  Put you arms out and 'think'
them longer to reach the bear.  Then lift your arms and the 'mind
extensions'." 

"The bear moved, but then I dropped him." 

"That's pretty good for your first attempt, Molly." 

"Can I try, Poppy?" 

"Yes, Sarah.  The green pillow is a little bigger than the bear but
probably weighs about the same." 

"It moved, but I dropped it." 

"Can you do it, Daddy?" 

"I've never tried." 

"The bear is in the air and it's moving across the room!  Can you pick me
up, Daddy?" 

"You lie down on the sofa.  I'll just try to get you up off the cushions -
I don't want to drop my pregnant daughter." 

"It tickles around my ribs!" 

"Let me move that 'hand' up closer to your shoulders and the other 'hand'
under your knees, Molly." 

"I'm not touching the sofa!" 

"Back down you go.  I'm tired already." 

"Do me, Poppy!" 

"Just once and only lifted a little bit.  You lie on the sofa." 

"Wow!  This is better than any ride at Disney." 

"Back down.  If we plan to do much of this, we'll have to practice.
Speaking of doing mind things - do you think we could teach mind hugs over
an electronic link?  The other Survival Buildings have the same problems we
do - people who shouldn't be there are trying to get in, there are hostages
they want to rescue - and they could use the mind hug." 

"You're the best teacher, Daddy.  You just need to find someone who's on
the same 'channel' to make the first contact easier.  Can you get all the
girls at the other place to line up and you send a very gentle mind hug to
each of them?  Whoever receives it should be the first student and she can
teach others." 

"Thank you, Molly.  I think you have the solution.  The probability of
there being someone fairly closely related to us at a US Survival Building
is high.  I'll see what Colonel Mason can arrange." 

"We want to be there to protect you in case the person at the other end
does it too hard." 

"OK, the Ninja Mind Warriors can be my bodyguards." 

"We have official unit patches, Daddy?" 

"Yes.  Colonel Mason brought them by while you were asleep.  We need to sew
the patches to your uniforms so you'll be ready for the ribbon presentation
ceremony tomorrow." 

"Ribbons?  For what?  We didn't do anything special." 

"I told him you would say something like that.  Think about this - if you
hadn't been able to determine which people were hostages and which were bad
guys, a lot of people would have been shot and some of them could have been
killed.  You kept all the people safe and made the rescue mission
successful and without casualties." 

"The hostage with the big gun might have been shot?" 

"Yes, Molly." 

"The guard in the closet might have shot the girl and some of our
soldiers?" 

"Yes, Sarah." 

"Maybe we did help..." 

"The hostage rescue manual is being revised to cover the use of Ninja Mind
Warriors because you were such a big help.  Both your names are in there as
advisors on hostage location and guard neutralization," 

"Will other people think we're grownup soldiers because we're advisors on a
bunch of things, Daddy?" 

"They probably will; soldiers aren't accustomed to having six year old
girls tell them how to run a mission.  But the important thing is that
they'll know the procedures have been tested on a real mission and they
worked." 

"Wow!" 

"Did you have bad dreams during your nap, Molly?" 

"A little scary, but not enough to wake me up." 

"Same for me, Poppy." 

"Good.  We'll talk some more about the things that happened and you can get
more cuddle time - and shoulder time if you need it." 

""Thank you!"" 

Gotta love stereo responses. 

"Let's go to Comms and see if Colonel Mason has set up the mind hug classes
yet." 

""We'll be there to protect you."" 

"Thank you, daughters.  Will you wear your ninja uniforms for me?" 

""Yes."" 





"Ed, do the have the video setup for the first mind hug class?" 

"Yes, George.  We'll use classroom 7.  It's one of the classrooms with a
Building to Building video link.  The first group is in Oregon." 

"Good afternoon.  I'm Colonel Wilson and I'll try to teach you how to do
the mind hug.  Do all the girls have blue eyes?  If there's someone with
blue-green eyes, we need a special session later.  No blue-green?  Then we
can continue.  I need the girls to line up in a single row so I can see all
of them.  I'll start with a very gentle mind hug to see if anyone there is
on the same 'channel' as my daughters describe it." 

"Girl in the green shirt; you seem to be very happy." 

"I felt your hug.  I've never had a mind hug before and it's like being in
my Daddy's arms." 

"What's your name?" 

"I'm Molly Wilson." 

+What? 

+.What? 

"Molly, do you know your family history?" 

"My Daddy is Bradley Jackson Wilson.  I remember one other name because it
was so different - his middle name was 'Starman'." 

"Thank you, Molly.  My daughter is also 'Molly Wilson' and she wanted to
know if you were family.  My Molly also has an ancestor with the middle
name of 'Starman', so I think you may be distant cousins.  I want you to
try something for me.  Do you have a teddy bear?" 

"Yes, there's one on the table for each of us." 

"I want to take two steps back from the table so you can't reach the bear.
Now put your arms out like a hug and let your mind run along you arms and
to the bear.  Be very gentle.  My girls tell me that your touch should be
softer than a butterfly kiss." 

"It's hard." 

"Yes, it is.  Especially the first time.  Now I want you to reach out your
arms in a hug for me, then let your mind run down your arms and over the TV
to hug my mind very, very gently." 

"Can I do it over TV?" 

"I think so, Molly.  You try and remember to be gentle." 

"Ouch!" 

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson.  I didn't mean to hurt you!" 

"That's OK, Molly.  Both my daughters had to practice to get to the gentle
hug.  Try again, even softer than before." 

"Like this?" 

"Yes.  Very good, Molly.  Can you hold the hug at the same level for 10
seconds?  I know this will be harder." 

"Gotcha!" 

"Ouch!" 

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson.  My Daddy tickled me." 

"I know, Molly.  That was planned so you would know how important it is to
keep your full attention on the hug, regardless of what happens around
you." 

"That will be hard." 

"Yes, it will be, but I know that you can do it." 

"Now I want to send a slightly stronger hug to the other girls there.  I
see that there are three this time.  Please tell me your names." 

"Sarah Davis." 

"Alice Green." 

"Melinda Smith." 

"Girls, tell me who your adult is.  Sarah?" 

"My Uncle Jake from North Carolina." 

"Alice?" 

"My Grandpa Joe." 

"Melinda?" 

"My Daddy was killed getting me here.  I don't have anyone." 

"Hold on, Melinda.  I think we're about to fix that." 

"Jake Davis, front and center." 

+.That's my Uncle Jake!! 

"Yes, sir?" 

"I want you to know that your niece Molly is safe.  Since I have a daughter
her age, she's now part of our family." 

"Hi, Uncle Jake.  Mr. Wilson is a really good Poppy." 

"Jake, I want you to take care of Melinda." 

"Yes, sir." 

"I have a new Daddy?" 

"Yes, Melinda.  I want each girl to practice with her adult.  Sarah and
Melinda - be careful.  If both of you hug at once, it's twice as hard and
it hurts." 

"Yes, Mr. Wilson." 

"When you four girls and your adults can mind hug both ways, including the
'tickle' part, I want you to share what you've learned with the others
there.  Remember that hard hugs hurt.  Did Colonel Mason say anything about
the 'Ninja Mind Warriors'?" 

"We thought he was kidding and it was like the Ninja Turtles." 

"No, it's very real and very serious. If you hold a hard hug for a minute,
the person will be unconscious.  If you hold it for 5 minutes, it may kill
them." 

"Wow!" 

"You girls are being given great power, but that power comes with great
responsibility.  You only use the power to hurt someone if you or someone
else is in danger of being hurt or killed." 

"You mean we're like soldiers, Mr. Wilson?" 

"Yes, Alice.  We have four girls here who have already been out as part of
a hostage rescue team.  You saw the mind hug work over TV.  It also works
over the phone, including cell phones.  Our Ninja Mind Warriors were able
to determine which people were hostages and which were guards - and they
made the guards unconscious.  They also used cell phones to call to the
rooms and make guards that they couldn't reach directly unconscious and
'tell' the hostages to stay away from the door when the extraction team
came in." 

"But I'm only seven." 

"That's not a problem, Sarah.  My Molly and Sarah were part of the team and
they are both six." 

"Really?" 

"Look at their uniforms.  Can we get a close-up of the unit patch?" 

"Wow!  Real uniforms and patches." 

"Yes. They were a very real part of the hostage rescue team.  The uniforms
are available in the costume section of the storage area on level 22 at all
sites, probably something originally intended for Halloween or a play, but
they work for our purposes.  The hats like Sarah is wearing are there also
- blond hair shows up against the black uniforms, so it must be covered.
Colonel Mason has sent the graphic files for the unit patch and the mission
ribbon to each location so you can create your own patches and ribbons as
needed.  The hard mind hug can also be an effective interrogation tool -
it's very painful and leaves no marks.  When each adult/child pair has
practiced the gentle mind hug, I want you to contact Hawaii and teach them
all that you have learned.  Jake, I'll put you in charge of that and of
scheduling classes at all the other sites you can contact." 

"Yes sir." 

"Poppy, my Uncle Jake is OK!" 

"Yes, Sarah and he knows that you are OK." 

"Better than OK.  He knows that I have a new 'Poppy', so he knows that I
have someone very special taking care of me." 

"Ed, I'll take the girls back to quarters to eat.  Jake can present the
next lesson in an hour or so - they need the time to practice." 

"The timing will be good.  The Hawaii site says they can have everything in
place in about an hour." 

"Could I interest you girls in supper?  We still have some Thai foods we
haven't tried." 

"Yes!" 

"Which foods have we not tried?" 

"The 'duck' and the 'snake' and some stuff that looks like rice and
veggies, Poppy." 

"Snake?  Yuck!" 

"Molly, remember what I said about the 'No thank you' bites?  We'll try a
little of it to see how it tastes." 

"Yes, Daddy, but can it be a very small bite?" 

"Yes.  Try this one." 

"What's that look on your face, Molly?" 

"It's the look that I get when I'm all set to say 'Yuck' and spit something
out - but it actually tastes good.  Maybe like chicken enchiladas without
the wrapper?" 

"Really?" 

"Try some." 

"It does taste like chicken enchiladas!  I'm glad you made us sample this
one, Poppy.  Now we get enchiladas again today." 

"And Dr. Chambers said I could have all I wanted of these foods..." 

"Yes, but you do have to stop for bedtime.  Since you had a 10 minute nap
instead of an hour of rest, bedtime will be early for you tonight Molly." 

"Yes, Daddy." 

"No fussing?" 

"No, I'm tired and I need a hug and I wanna cry." 

"Me too." 

"OK.  Morning sickness pill for Molly, jammies and teeth brushed for both
of you.  Come get in my lap." 

"Snuggle in.  Heads on my shoulders." 

"Wah!  Boo-hoo!" 

"Wah!  Boo-hoo!" 

Can I mind hug both of them at once? 

""Oooh, we both feel that.  You're the best Daddy ever."" 

"Let me rub your backs.  When you're both asleep, I'll put you in the bed
together and I'll crash in my own bed." 

"Good night, Daddy." 

"Good night, Poppy." 

"Good night, daughters." 

They snuggle in closer - or at least they try to.  They could only be
closer if they were under my skin.  At least they're calm now.  Maybe we
can work out the battle stress and then they can tell me what would help to
keep it down in real time.  Asleep already?  That didn't take nearly as
long as I thought it would.  Hope they have enough worked out that they
don't have nightmares.  We would all enjoy a night of uninterrupted sleep. 

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