“Lex.” I put my hand over his on the transducer, waiting until he meets my gaze to command. “Stop looking at the fetus. Look at our son.” He stares at me for a long moment as it sinks in. He doesn’t mean to see the specimen instead of the person. There was a time I didn’t understand, but now I do. Lex needs us to pull him out of the lab jacket and into the moment. And suddenly, he does.
