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"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."

"We'll probably stumble on some great great grandfather who first came to the US on the Mayflower and looked exactly like us. Of course, he went missing soon the birth of his first son, never to be seen of again." Cameron nods. "Until we dig around in the special collection here and find out he actually founded Fandom."

"Thought about this a lot, Cameron?"

"Only when I'm not thinking of you," Cameron smirks.

"My heart sings," John teases.

"To Dean Martin I hope."

"Sinatra," John corrects. "Always Sinatra."

"With a bit of Barry White when things get more interesting?" Cameron asks with a grin.

"Right on," John agrees. "And some Better Midler when we feel feminine."

"Don't forget Celine, man."

"I'd never forget our girl man," John says. "She's gonna sing at my wedding, dude."

"Got her booked already?" Cameron tilts his head.

"When she finds out the impact she had in my life, she'll come and sing for free."

"Oh yeah, and she'll bring Withney Houston along too." Cameron nods.

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