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"There, now eat your cereal and I'll be right back," Isaac mumbled to his son, messing with the little one's hair before leaving him at the kitchen table, heading upstairs. He'd been doing this almost every hour, checking on Camden, wondering if he was awake yet, if he was okay, if he was still breathing. He was just hoping that what the doctors said wasn't true, that his memory was untouched and he was going to wake up just fine.
Hearing Camden shift a bit, Isaac's eye brows went up, and he stepped into the guest room, closing the door behind him. "So.. You're awake." He said with a worried smile, keeping a bit of his distance even though he'd really wanted not to right now.










