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shook his head and Dylan took a deep breath then exhaled slowly. “Would you know if your brothers were hurt?”
Wanting to somewhat ease his father's distress, Callum answered, “Sure.”
Dylan's voice was calm, “Are they?”
Callum replied reassuringly, “They're not seriously hurt. I can feel their heartbeats, strong as usual, but faster. Calder has a headache and his chest hurts a bit. Justin's blood pressure is up pretty high though.”
Dylan's voice held gratitude, “Thanks son. I'm going to get your brothers. You go down to the media room and hang out with your cousins and I want you to stay away from your mother until I come back. If you see Patrick, tell him to call me.”
Callum continued to play his part inquiring, “Is something wrong dad? You're not upset because Patrick told you Calder and I are really mom's and his children are you?”
“No son, everything is fine,” he said walking over to kiss all of the still sleeping babies before extending his hand to Callum. “Walk down with me. I was thinking tonight after dinner I'd give you and your brothers another driving lesson.”
Callum was in mid-stride beside Dylan when his feet failed him, his voice sounding anxious, “Aren't you having a bachelor party?”
“Driving lessons with my three oldest kids is the best celebration I could ever hope for.” He silently walked the rest of the distance to the entryway with his child where he reminded him, “Hide out from your mom and tell Patrick to phone me.”
Callum knew he'd be contacting Calder as soon as their father was out of earshot but he said to Dylan, “Alright dad. Is there