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Jim needed time to think...time to work through the long and the short of it. Facts were facts, and the cerebellum just didn't fit into a ventricle, no matter how big the heart was. No matter how small the brain. He followed his gut a lot of the time...but ultimately, Jim was a cerebral man.

Mike wasn't...brain cells didn't get in the way of right and wrong for him, and Jim envied that about his twin. It was the one reason Jim had refused to test his IQ for so long...no matter how intelligent he was, Mike would always be the smarter one.

Trading shifts with Jess Halvan, Jim took the day off without telling anyone...just thought about things. The way Addie had walked away from him the night before...the things Mike had said to him. He ran it all through his brain, up one side and down the other and let himself get as analytical as he wanted to.

Then he took a good, hard look through his gut...and he knew that Mike was right. Right on levels he had no idea he was right...correct about Jim being wrong, Addie being right, and just what an ass Jim truly was.

So after wasting half the day thinking about things he should have known already, Jim used his free time a little more productively.

The first item on his agenda took no time...breaking into Mike's quarters and leaving a flask of some whiskey he'd picked up offworld. The both of them were crazy about it, and Jim had one bottle left. Mike had used his up a while ago...the second thing Jim did was download at least three or four different obstetrics libraries off the medical mainframe to his personal computer, then rearrange his schedule for the next three weeks to leave at least two or three afternoons open within the next two weeks. Mike didn't know it yet, and Jim wouldn't tell him...but it was another gift that Jim could give him. Ten times better than any damn booze.

The rest of his list took a little more time...but it was time well spent. At least Jim hoped so...he didn't know if it would be enough, if it would matter...but the ring around his finger was proof that he had the rest of his life to spend making up his mistakes to her.

So he didn't come home when his shift was supposed to end. He relied on the stability of Addie's routine and didn't bother to buzz her and let her know he'd be home late, praying that for once she was pissed enough not to come looking for him.

Instead of just coming home, he rang the chime instead...knowing she was home, hoping she didn't wait too long to answer because he'd need aspirin later if she did.

When she answered the door, she found Jim outside...down on one knee with a big bouquet of exotic red blossoms, decorated tastefully with a bag of peanut M&M's...her favorite candy. In his other hand was a DVD he never thought he'd be holding...at least willingly.

"Do you love me enough to forgive me?" he asked simply. "Because if you are..." He paused, heaving a mock dramatic sigh. "Then I am willing to sit through a Steve Carrel movie, and I know you love LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE...this is how much I love you, baby. For you, I am willing to walk through the valley of played out comedians."

Grinning he got to his feet and handed her the flowers...then reached out to cradle her cheek in his hand and pull her in to kiss her...and man, did kissing her feel good. He was used to kissing her whenever he wanted, and he hadn't been able to lately...

Breaking the kiss, he nuzzled his nose against hers. "Now...I know you ain't said anything yet in the way of an 'okay, I forgive you'...but a man smarter 'n me suggested I do that, and I think he was right. And all else I'm gonna say on the problem at hand? Is just that...'I'm sorry.' And everything else? It doesn't matter." Tucking the DVD under his arm, he took her face between his hands.

"This is all that matters." he whispered, resting his forehead against hers. "This is all I need...I think I just got too goofball there to remember that."