Aug 15, 2018
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Martin was just taking a short break from the Waverider, that was all. He couldn’t help it; his grandson was precious and he wanted to be there for him, and especially for Lily.
He was humming to the baby, and had just put him in his crib for his nap. The old man watched, fondly, for a few moments, before deciding to go outside and sit on the porch for a bit. Get some fresh air.
After a few moments, he heard a rustling noise. It sounded like someone was nearby. “Who’s there?” he called, seeing a figure but not making out who it could be.