Fletcher appeared beside her. He peered at the baby. <br />"Can it do any tricks yet?"<br />"I'm still working on it. Want to hold her?"<br />"God, no," Fletcher said laughing. "I'd drop it."<br />"It's not an it, it's my baby sister. Go on, hold her. You won't make a mess of it, i swear. Only an idiot could drop a baby."<br />"You always say I am an idiot."<br />"But you're a special kind of idiot. Here."<br />She passed Alice into his arms, and he stood there, rigid, a look of intense concentration on his face.