Amazingly, Ami wasn't running for the hills from his father being, well, himself. She was *smiling* even, which got him smiling -- until she said "yet." ('Make you a father *yet*?' There's no way I'm fathering a child on this godforsaken island!) He realized he was *considering* having children, which was even more disconcerting. Then he realized that Ami had asked a question. After a moment he remembered what it was. /Just call them Paul and Jenny./
"Scott?" Paul ventured. "We don't have a lot of time."
Scott wrenched his thoughts back to the here and now. (Me and Ami trying to get off the damn island.) "Right. Were you able to figure out where we are, or why this island is so messed up?"
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[Scott] Meet the Parents (tag Ami, Ripley, open)
Date: 2006-04-24 01:56 am (UTC)"Scott?" Paul ventured. "We don't have a lot of time."
Scott wrenched his thoughts back to the here and now. (Me and Ami trying to get off the damn island.) "Right. Were you able to figure out where we are, or why this island is so messed up?"