A/N: This little story is a direct result of a conversation between Kricket and I. All you parents out there with children old enough to roam the house freely at night; this is for you…

Pitter Patter – Penelope's POV

"Oh, yes, hot stuff, right there. That's it…" Penelope thrust upward meeting the downward thrust of her husband. He was cradled deep within her and the rhythm they were enjoying was giving them both satisfaction, as he rubbed against her, hitting all the right spots. She was in a state of total bliss and on the cusp of complete abandon.

"Mommy! I'm thirsty. May I have some water please?"

Penelope's eyes shot open at the same time Derek's firm body was suddenly gone from over and inside her own. The loss of his warmth made her instantly chilled. Turning her head, she was just in time to see him come around his side of the bed, pulling up his boxers. Reacting far slower, she pulled her nightgown down to cover her exposed body, and watched in fascination as Derek dealt with their six-year old daughter, Haley.

She moved her gaze from the sheepish, tired, adorable look on their daughter's face to the "Shit!" but with a quirky, frustrated grin that said, "I can't even be mad about this!" expression on her husband's face. (Thank you, Kricket for the apt description)

"Haley, honey. Come with daddy and I'll get you a glass of water and tuck you back in. Okay?"

"Okay. Love you, daddy."

"I love you, too, precious angel." He was so good with Haley. It almost made the interruption worth it to watch him with their child. Their love for one another so obvious in the way Haley's eyes shone as she looked up at her daddy, arms lifted, hoping to be carried. Then there was Derek, as he looked down on her with so much love and adoration, despite his noticeable frustration.

Without meaning to, the first chuckle came as Derek lifted Haley into his arms, and left the room with her. By the time she calculated they had reached the kitchen for the aforementioned glass of water, Penelope was hiccupping from the lack of air brought on by her uncontrollable laughter.

Unfortunately, when Derek returned less than five minutes later, her giggles had yet to subside. He closed their bedroom door, stripped off his boxers once more, and slid back into bed beside her. He was still very aroused and ready to pick up right where they had left off. He kissed the side of her neck and along her jaw as his hands went to work getting her nightgown off. He was making a valiant effort trying to draw her back into the passionate atmosphere they had been enjoying before Haley's untimely arrival. Truth be told, all Penelope could see in her mind's eye was the expression on his face as he'd leapt from their bed.

"Baby girl, you with me?"

"I…" Giggle. "…am, really…" More giggling. "…trying to be....Oh! Oh, yes. Mmmm-" All thoughts of laughter and interruptions were gone as Derek's mouth fastened to one nipple and he entered her once more with a powerful thrust.

TBC…