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She kissed the tip of his nose. "It's not your fault."
"He'll be reunited with her," he said softly. "No problem."
Callie pursed her lips. "We need to get the collar on him."
"No, it's okay," she reassured. "Its not your fault."
He chuckled, wiping away the tears. "No worries.
"Oh.."
She looked hesitant. "It was my own decision. I just felt bad.."
Francis raised an eyebrow. "Are you crying?"
"So..?"
She rested her hands on his neck, her eyes gentle. "I love you, too."
He wrapped his arms around her, head resting on her shoulder as he watched the movie.
"I haven't done anything worth the title."
She moved onto his lap, taking his face in her hands. "You're not bad, Jack. You're not. I know you.. I'm your best friend, remember? I would...
He smiled softly, rubbing her back. "I love you too."
"Why am I being called a genius for nothing?"
"Don't say that," she said softly. "I know better than to believe you'll turn out like that. You're a good man, Jack. I know you're not like that."
"You are to me," he said, taking her hands and kissing the top of them. "I promise."
"I did nothing!"
She took his hands gently, resting her head on his shoulder. "You're a person," she said. "People can't necessarily be perfect.. I don't care if...
"They are, though. Everything about you is."
