Our babies were good. They missed you just as much as I did. Our bond... God, it surprised the hell out of me, too. But I wouldn't ask for anyone else.
God, I love being able to love on you. And you know damn well I'd sooner cut my arm off than leave you. I love you too much to hurt you that bad. You're my safety in the storm, Piper. You always will be.
So am I. I don't want to miss a minute with you or with the twins. And I'm not surprised. He'll like Asgard a lot, too. It's a helluva beautiful place.
I love you too, baby. Somehow, I'm not that surprised Anya's interested. She probably inherited my love of archery.
I don't blame him, either. Even Nat bitched when she had to sit in on them during that mission. Think she even plotted ways to kill or maim some of the people in 'em with her circular needles... And her dpns... And straight needles... Yeah, do not piss her off if she's got knitting needles in her hands. Pretty soon, they'll be walking...
God... He's gonna have one helluva case of blue balls by then, y'know.... Plus, we'll have plenty of blackmail on him.
Condoms? Eh. Not overly thrilled with them. Though, I'd probably try the ribbed ones.
Love you!
Clint
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