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They didn't move the whole night. Just clinged on to each other, breathing in the others scent and feeling the cold grip on their hearts which meant something was missing.

When the flickers of light reached through the window they were up. Thomas could feel the familiar arch in his stomach that ment he'd gone longer than usual without food. He pushed the presence of the feeling as far back in his mind as he could.

Deciding to focus on the fact that they'd be meeting their families today, as well as the fear for Newt, who they hadn't heard any news of from the agent the other day.

He walked out of the room with Minho following him closely. Seeing the others already gathered in the same area as before. And, seeing that Frypan had been brave enough to try some of the food that was left out for them decided to copy him, grabbing one of the sandwiches and plopping down next to Brenda to eat it.

"Like I told Fry, Tommy you drop dead after eating that and I won't cry at your bloody funeral," Thomas spat out the food in shock and turned to see Newt standing a bit behind the others giving him a disgusted look.

"NEWTIE BABY THEY FREED YOU!" Minho rushed forward wrapping Newt up in his arms careful of his stomach area. The others laughed at the scene as Thomas stumbled over himself to join them after shaking off his shock.

"They let me go once the others were up and about," he'd wrapped his arms around both of them and now had his head resting against Minho's hair.

They pulled apart once they heard Brenda awing at them. Flipping her off Thomas moved back to his original place, only now with a lap full of Newt and Minho flushed up against his side. Both Thomas and Minho had a hand protectively placed over the top of Newt stomach.

"So I take it your both healthy then?" Newt nodded and smiled at them. And, suddenly Thomas felt as if everything was once again right with the world seeing that smile.

"We've already set up four betting pools." Frypan gestured to the other. "One, wether it gonna be a boy or girl -I say girl - two, who's gonna become the other protective parent - I say its gonna be you Thomas - three, who's gonna be the overly proud parent - sorry but I think its gonna be you Minho-" at this Minho pouted crossing his arms. Looking away from the others as they laughed at him, Newt placed a hand on his shoulder trying to hid as much of his laughter as he could. "- and four whos gonna have three children instead of one -I think this ones pretty obviously Newt."

At this Newt laughed loudly and nodded his head in agreement as Minho let out a shocked gasp and moved away in to a corner with a "how could you Newt I thought the three of us had something" and began to sulk. He even turned his chair around away from them when the laughter increase as Thomas joined in with it.

For the few hours they sat around talking and cracking jokes. With Minho rejoined them after about ten minute of pouting.

They all fell silent when they heard the elevator stop at their floor. Agent McCall walked out offering a small smile towards them.

"Good morning. Thomas, Minho, and Brenda, your families are here." He had a uncertain look on his face. "Frypan? Jorge, im sorry but your families couldn't make it at such short notice. Newt once again sorry but we've had no luck in finding your family." To Thomas and the others suprise he actually look genuinely sorry about it. "If you all would step into the lift."

They did so. Agent McCall pushed the button for the ground floor.

"Now you'll be meeting your families separately, Thomas will start simple because your Dad and brother have been here since midnight."

Thomas guessed that they actual hadn't, and that McCall had simple made it up in order to make it see like he actually mattered to these people.

The lift hit the ground floor and they moved into the lobby.

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