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all that, remember?”
    “You’re in a barbecue shack. What the hell else were you gonna order?”
    “Babybacks, but that’s not the point. The point is—”
    “The point is you’re right. And we’re in serious trouble. Just got word of a dimensional break in my division. Not one of the occasional cracks we all have that drives us nuts ‘cause it’s gone by the time we know it’s there, a full-blown breach, an open conduit. That means there’s a breach in all three divisions. And that means—”
    “Damn. We really do have a broken arrow.”
    “Yep. Another archangel’s fallen.”
     
    * * *
     
    Vegas’s MGM Casino’s Rainforest Café catered to families. Especially families with kids, even though no Rainforest Café ever forgot the grown-ups. It was always full of children’s voices, but these voices had a specific target.
    “Dr. Spike! Dr. Spike!” Anastasia Anson, more frequently known as Stacy, Antsypants to family, and about to change her last name to Forrester, laughed as three children, ranging at a guess from six to barely toddler-size, charged them as they maneuvered their way out the doors.
    “Dan, my man! Gimme some skin!”
    Small hand smacked giant hand and performed a convoluted series of hand movements ending with bouncing fists.
    Not to be outdone, Dan the man’s little brother tugged Spike’s sleeve and waved his video game. “Dr. Spike! Look! I got a new army man game!”
    “ Awesome! Wow, how cool is that? You gonna let me play it?”
    “Sure!”
    Little sister, somewhere between one and two at a guess, toddled up and grabbed his pants leg.
    “Up!” she demanded.
    Spike complied. “Lily, you cutie-patootie, you keeping these big guys straight?”
    Lily tugged the beard Stacy’d convinced him to keep after Bike Week. “New?”
    “ Sure is. You like it? I’ll shave it right off if you don’t, got to keep my princesses happy.”
    “Like!”
    “Dr. Forrester, I’m so sorry!” Their mother rushed up to corral the three. “We were coming in when you headed out and they’re just so fast !”
    “No problem, Ms Lindstrom, you know I always love seeing my kids. Guys, this is my lady, Stacy Anson. Stacy Forrester this coming Saturday, in fact.”
    “Unless your patients run her off first,” Ms Lindstrom retrieved baby Lily and smiled at Stacy. “The kids just love him. Not just mine, all his patients. So get used to it. My friends tell me their kids do the same thing if they see him. Congratulations.”
    “Thank you. Lily, that’s such a pretty dress! And your brothers are so handsome .”
    “ Icccck. ” Lily said, and pointed to her brothers.
    “ Lily, that’s enough! C’mon, guys, say good-bye and let’s go get our table.”
    Stacy watched the retreating fan club before turning to leave.
    “Wow. There’s something really special about a man when dogs and kids love him, you know.” She hooked her arm under Spike’s.
    “Really?”
    “Really. My mother’s always said so. Never did ask her why she married Daddy, dogs hate him.”
    “Seriously?”
    Stacy laughed. “ No , in fact they’ve got four and I’ve never seen a dog who didn’t like him. They were so cute.”
    “The dogs?” They cleared the hotel doors and turned left, strolling down Las Vegas Boulevard.
    “The kids . You really do have a natural talent for kids, don’t you?”
    “And hence the specialty choice of pediatrician . As opposed to say, pathologist.”
    “ Bad example, circumstances being what they are and all.”
    “Damn sure is. Didn’t think before I spoke. Good thing I didn’t want to be a pathologist, though. Not a good choice at all for a ghost whisperer. I mean, autopsying somebody when you’re watching ‘em watch you do it?” He shuddered slightly.
    “Okay, have we figured out how we’re goin’ to show Vegas off to Mom and Dad? And Ariel didn’t get to see too much of it when they were out here, either.”
    Spike and Stacy were in agreement on most things. One of