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"If your hearts's bleeding, you shoud go to the clinic," John says. "That might be bad."

"Only if you come with me to hold my hand," Cameron rolls his eyes.

"I don't like you like that," John says sadly. "Our babies would be ugly."

"What do you mean, they'd look like us. Our babies would be cute and they'd have blue eyes and I'd totally make them go to the gym so they don't look after you too much." Cameron says.

John stares. "You've...thought about our children that we will never have?"

"Yeah, every morning." Cameron says dead serious.

"Then I think we should break up," John says. "For the good of us both."

"Oh harsh, dude. I'm never getting over this," Cameron tries to sound dramatic, but it's hard to keep from laughing.

"It'll be tough," John says, nodding, "but I think you'll survive. We can still be friends."

"That's good to know," Cameron says, but he's not laughing anymore.

"What?" John looks warily at Cameron. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Cameron shakes his head and pushes his plate away. "Just me being stupid."

"What's the problem?"

"Nothing, no problem." He rubs his fingers over his brow as if trying to clear the headache. "Just, Vala decided that we apparently don't have enough to say to each other to remain friends. I guess she wants a clean break."

John frowns. "Dude. That sucks. You know I was kidding right? We're friends forever and I know that sounds corny and girly so if you make fun of me I am dumping my pot piet on your head."

"I know," Cameron shakes his head but grins. "I also hope you were kidding about the breaking up part."

"Like I could ever quit you," John says dramatically.

"We've got a special lookalike kind of love going," Cameron agrees.

"Exactly," John says, finishing his lunch. "And no one can top that."

"Exactly. It's better than blood brothers," Cameron nods and frowns. "Hey, do you think we'd have the same DNA?"

"I...don't know," John says, frowning. "We're different people. Different families, different everything. We're not clones...right?"

"Yeah, but our DNA gives the same end product. You'd think it'd be similar somehow, no?"

"Similar probably," John agrees. "We're more likely to be related than say...Lee and Archie or Belthazor and the doctor who works at the clinic who the radio calls Dr. Not Bel."

"True," he considers it for a moment. "We could make a family tree and see if it intersects somewhere?"

"The Mitchell-Crichton family tree?" John nods once. "Could be a project worth doing."