"No, you go get her, Toby," Hannah replied.
Toby rolled his eyes.
Toby stood beside a plainly pregnant young woman with blue eyes and a tattoo across her neck that resembled the one on Deidre's back in color and otherworldly script.
"Mama, she's human," Toby said.
"Sorry, Toby," she said.
"I deserve it," Toby said with a pitiful sigh.
You've met Toby and my sister Hannah.
Hey, Toby, can you give her one?
"You can't just assign one because she's human," Toby said.
"Yes, but she has to be screened and compatible," Toby said.
Toby rolled his eyes.
When she awoke, it was to find the face of the boy, Toby, hovering over hers.
"You have a tumor," Toby said, dismayed.
"You fell totally in love with him, too, but you were uh … well, I guess deities are sort of…" "You were a mega-bitch," Toby said.
"Then you dumped him," Toby continued.
And Rhyn and Kris and Kiki, Toby said cheerfully.
That's how I found out you really did love Gabe, even though you um …" "Crushed his will to live," Toby finished.
"It's because he was originally human," Toby said.
"He's hated you that long, too," Toby said.
Katie was glaring at Toby, who grinned.
"We can give you an angel," Toby relented.
Toby is a guardian angel.
Toby, what do the angel memories say about it?
It's kinda cool, except that Toby isn't old enough to research everything yet.
"I can't find anything," Toby said, upset.
Toby was too shocked to move, while Katie scrambled to her feet.
"Dead-dead," Toby managed.
Toby stood slowly and moved towards the door.
Deidre watched Toby lead Wynn to the door and out.
"Katie and Toby told me what they knew," she replied.
Toby said they need homes.
Toby was quiet, and she snatched the paper, intent on showing him their addresses were different.
Toby, is this your mommy?
Toby took her hand.
Whatever this place was, she --and probably Toby --were better off somewhere else.
Toby was agitated and shivering, skipping up and down the sidewalk while shaking with cold.
"Toby," she called instinctively.
Toby, you can come with me.
"You're early," Toby said, unafraid.
A door opened, and Toby vaulted in without waiting for her.
Toby called from the interior of the warm car.
Katie instinctively believed her and twisted, staring with Toby at the man in black who watched them drive away.
Instead she looked again to Toby, who'd begun to mess with the buttons on his side of the car.
Toby darted out of the car and shoved the door to the lobby open with all his might.
Toby held the elevator for her and pressed the button for all twenty floors.
Toby bolted to the first room on the right, the guest bedroom.
She took it all in, feeling as if she'd stepped into the Twilight Zone, and followed Toby down the hall.
Head pulsing, she retreated to the kitchen and painkillers, staring at a picture drawn by a kid, probably Toby, on the table before her.
She'd never met Toby before this day!
Is Toby still sick?
You probably did something stupid like leave Toby on the train.
"But how is it I remember being alone getting on the train, and Toby got on at the next stop?" she challenged.
Toby hopped up from his chair and waved to the nurse.
The nurse dropped her and Toby off, and they trudged to her apartment.
Toby had drawn him on black construction paper with silver glitter outlining the shape of a man.
Toby dropped his coat in
The paperwork otherwise had nothing to do with Toby or their accusation that she abandoned her kid on the Metro.
Toby took her hand in one of his, with his other fist wrapped around a large marshmallow.