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    The thing about being alone, is that nobody knows that you’re dead. One day you just… stand up from your death bed and get ready for the day. 

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    The kid went by ‘Danny Phantom’. The next file was where things got interesting. A corrupted blood sample analysis had been put through the computers, where, along with a whole host of unknown compounds and chemicals, the DNA pinged several alleles, proving a potential familial match. A familial match to him.

    It couldn’t be. No.

    But the boy looked to be about the same age as he would have been, after Jason did a quick bit of mental math. But the hair and eyes were all wrong.

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    Letho clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “You know, I never thought that I’d have to compare you to that Bastard, but here we go. I’ve only met Alfred briefly, but I’d bet you my best knife that boy would have cut off his own hand if he thought he’d get some form of acknowledgment from the man, let alone approval. And he did, up here with you. You know damn well how much that instrument means to him and, if I’m reading the situation correctly, he hasn’t touched it more than some basic maintenance since he got up here.”

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    “Hmm… Interesting.” Yen muttered, ducking under Geralt’s arm before shedding her cloak, hanging it over her arm. “I wouldn’t have thought that you cared so little about your little pet bard.” 

    “He’s not my pet.”

    “Are you talking about Jaskier?” Ciri piped up.

    “My, does Jaskier know?” Yennefer gasped with faux innocence. “He must have been devastated to discover that. You know he loves you, don’t you?”

    “Yen.” Geralt sighed, leaning back into Eskel’s hold. “Please, not now.”

    “Poor bard, he must be heartbroken. Finding out he had even less of a chance than he thought.”

    “Enough!” Geralt lunged, snarling in her face, bracing himself on the arms of her chair. “Leave my Son out of it!”

    “...What?” Yennefer whispered, rather proud of herself for not flinching back like every fiber of her being was demanding her to.

    “Stop. Taunting. Jaskier.”

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    She felt the moment that the world seemed to inhale. Looking out the nursery window, Mirabel saw the moon as it hung high in the sky, as well as the owl that hung, just as frozen, in front of it. It was time. Out of the corner of her eye, the golden glimmer where her door was supposed to be shone out. One day, she would try again.

    This was not that day. She exhaled as Casita closed the nursery door. 

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    “Still doesn’t mean you can shoot, let alone hunt.” 

    Gaping, Jaskier looked around, trying to come up with a way to prove his point when he spotted the pair of bows and quivers of arrows at the far end of the table. “You know what, fine.” Stringing the bow that he grabbed with the ease that came with knowledge and practice, he nocked an arrow. “Left door, the big knot towards the top.” Taking a brief moment to aim, he fired. The sound of a solid thunk against the wood made him grin. 

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    “Is he even attempting to use the bassinet, or is he keeping the twins between the two of you still?”
    Eskel’s dramatic pout was enough of an answer for that, so Jaskier gave a short laugh before nodding in agreement. “Yeah, I’ll watch them so that you can get some cuddles.”
    Tucking Jaskier under his arm, he bowed the boy down slightly so that he could kiss his forehead. “Thanks, again. We really needed the break.”

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    Set directly after Cat Eyes. Suggested reading: Weight of the Soul
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    The next time he woke, it was to the slam of his door opening. “Rise and shine, sleeping beauty! Papa Vesemir wants you up and on the training field ten minutes ago!” His only response to Lambert’s proclamation was an impressive ghoul impression and a heartfelt string of death threats as his furs were taken hostage. 

    “Woo… yeah, ok, no… you’re not looking too hot there.” Lambert muttered, not liking how easy it was for him to break Jaskier’s grasp on the blankets as he tried to cover his eyes with the other. “Stay there.” Belatedly, he remembered that Jaskier had just taken his first dose of Cat the previous night. “I’ll be back.” He left the room much quieter than he entered it, much to Jaskier’s relief. 

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    Direct continuation of 'Bloodlines'

    “I can’t imagine you ever being this small.” Lambert managed to free one of his hands, using a finger to trace her features. “She’s tiny. And there’s two of them.” He looked over at the boy, who Eskel had passed off to Vesemir to hold. 

    “Jaskier was smaller.” Geralt refused to look up from his meal, determined to not look at the infants being passed around, and even more so to prove that he was well enough to sit on the hardwood bench and move on with his life. “He was louder too. Still is.” 

    “It’s been less than a full day, Geralt. Give them time. Ah!” Jaskier lunged, smacking Geralt’s hand away from his ale mug. “No alcohol for Mum!” The whole table froze, including Jaskier as he realized what he had just said.

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    Waiting for a few more moments to see if Jaskier could think of anything further, Vesemir grunted and dug out a small bottle that looked similar to the Gull. “And this one?”

    “...Cat…?” 

    Vesemir quirked his brow, getting a sheepish expression from Jaskier in return. “And what does it do?” he prompted.

    “I…” Jaskier gave him a blank look before grimacing. “It’s used mostly during night hunts?”

    Grunting, Vesemir pursed his lips, but didn’t put the bottle back in his pouch. “I’m assuming you picked up the potions that you did, helping put Geralt back together after his hunts? I should be grateful you know what you do, given your lack of formal Witcher education. This,” Vesemir waved the bottle about. “Is indeed Cat. It’s a low-toxicity potion that helps to see in low-light environments."

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    “Geralt?” A familiar growl came from Roach’s stall. “Are you...Okay?” The question held a different note as Eskel stepped close enough to look in, he watched Geralt pace around in a circle in nothing but his winter tunic, his hand on his stomach. Then he stopped, squatting slightly and growled deeply. “Geralt?”

    It wasn’t until Geralt stood back up and looked over with a snarling grimace on his face that he responded. “It usually doesn’t take this long. You've only been back a month.”

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    "you’re going to have to take off your rings. Unless you want to be picking out dough for the next week or so.” The purely decorative ones were the easiest. Big stones that he would use to flaunt his noble status, or pawn for some extra coin when funds were low. They were gifts from lovers, or part of his payment at the various courts he had attended to. The next was the signet ring that Letho gave him for his graduation at Oxenfurt. The Viper school medallion in miniature and spelled so that any letter sealed with it would find its way to Letho’s hands unmolested. 

    The last one though, was the most difficult to remove. The inside was inscribed with runes that had held the glamor in place for the better part of the past 30 years. 

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    “‘Witchers are sterile’ I know.” He couldn’t see them, but he could feel Jaskier throwing frustrated hands behind him. “And that’s apparently a lie. Just like ‘Witchers don’t have emotions’.”
    “Yeah, okay, that one is bullshit. Still, Witchers are actually sterile, or we’d have lots of little Geralts running around, causing havoc and grunting.” 
    Jaskier couldn’t help it, he grunted. Lambert’s face slowly blanked and he looked down, actually studying Jaskier’s face. “I’m going to fucking murder him!”

    Part 2 of Water of the Womb, I highly suggest reading that first.

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    The bard looked around, shoulders slumping in both relief and disappointment when he couldn’t immediately spot Geralt. The white hair and unmistakable gold eyes had startled him at first when he spotted the man at the bar. And then their eyes met, and he had seen open shock and, dare he say, joy, in the rough face. He knew that Geralt was alive after all this time- how could he not be- but last he heard, the man was three towns over and heading east. At least, that’s what his informant had said. 700 years of avoiding the man, and there he was, sitting at the bar with that stupid, lovely, gormless, rugged mug that hadn’t changed in all this time. 

    Damnit, Geralt was still as beautiful as ever.

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    Using his boot knife, he carefully pried the seal apart and unfolded the letter to read. After a few minutes, Vesemir sighed and carefully folded the letter back up, tucking it away in his desk where his boys wouldn’t find it easily. “Tell me, what do you know of the contents of this letter?”

    “That it was to come to you, sir, and that I was to take it myself. That I-“ Jaskier took a breath and spoke something that he hadn’t spoken out loud in decades. “That I was a Witcher’s bastard son and that you would know what to do with me when she passed.”

    “You are aware that Witchers are sterile, don’t you, boy?” 

    “Yes, uh, yes. Geralt told me at one point. It’s just that, well-“

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    “Flattering as this all is,” Jaskier swore that he had never seen this witcher before in his life, but his heart swooped like it did reuniting with Geralt in the spring. “I do believe you have me mistaken for someone else. As much as I admire Witchers and their difficult profession, I am, in fact, a bard.”

    Taking a staggered step forward, Lambert raised a hand, just barely not touching the bard’s cheek and gave a watery smile. “Melitele, you even sound the same.”

    Jaskier's brows furrowed. “I-” Lambert pressed his bare hand to Jaskier’s cheek. Instinctively, he pressed back, his eyes fluttering. Then squeezing shut with a grunt, a shudder, then a full-body twitch before his body seized and fell to the dirt.

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    “Lambert lost his favorite dagger.” Geralt pointed vaguely upward. “Fetch.”

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    Lambert discovers he craves that Buffskier.

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    Slamming the cups down, Jaskier poured the next round, staring through Valdo’s eyes and into his soul. “Right here, right now, I’ll put the offer out. I don’t want to chase you down.” And yet, he had. Again. “I know you see it. You run with me and I can cut you free from the drudgery and walls they keep you in.”

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    Jaskier finally drags a reluctant Geralt (and a not near as reluctant Ciri) to his annual Belleteyn celebration and meets up with his bards to play a set or two.

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    “And so I told the man: Dear sir, I do believe-“

    “Give me all your coin!”

    “No, that’s not what I said, don’t be uncouth!” Jaskier sighed, eying the one, two, three, four bandits that had surrounded them- him, actually- on the lonely stretch of path between one small town and the next village.

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    Jaskier Kicks Some Ass (Because it was Geralt’s turn to hunt last night)

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    The more he tried to stop it, the tighter he held his best friend, the harder it became to breathe before the first tear escaped. “I’m so scared, Tobes. I love you and I don’t want to see you in pain.” He whispered, stroking the human’s hair like he would a teddy bear.

    “The pain will be worth it.” Toby sounded so determined as we wiped away Jim’s tears, however futile it was. “I will be with you. With Claire and Aaarrrgghh and Blinky. You won’t have to see me die in eighty years.”

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