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Rated: T

Status: All Human. Alternate Universe. Complete

A/N: This was worked up from a little prompt and the characters, André and Sophie are just lovely. I could not pass it up :D

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Prompt: Infant

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André rocked his body, shifting from one foot to the other to soothe the infant in his arms. It was the middle of the night and he was tired from working all day, but he felt whole, happy. He couldn't quite give a name to the emotion that warmed, then spread from his chest and radiated through him making his heart ache. He couldn't believe a little bundle that barely weighed six pounds, and now nestled in the palms of his hands, could make him feel all that.

Sophie softly enters the nursery, her eyes still sleepy but managing to walk from the bedroom to there. Watching her husband with their daughter makes her heart melt, she smiles leaning against the door frame.

"I think she is hungry." André senses Sophie like he always does, it's like a trigger for their daughter. She cries a little harder thrashing in her blanket throwing her tiny balled up fingers in the air demanding attention from her mother.

Sophie makes her way to her family. Their daughter is just two weeks old, she sleeps most of the day but tends to wake up at night. Keeping both of them awake. Their daughter, Alia, kept them on their toes. Sleep seemed like a distant memory sometimes.

André slips the crying baby in his wife's arms. Finding the solace of her mother's warmth Alia stops crying but she still makes small grunts turning her head from side to side.

Sophie hums something as she takes a seat on the couch, André follows, drawn by his bond with mother and child.

He doesn't speak just looks at his wife as she frees her breast from her shirt, offering their child her leaking nipple. André watches his daughter latch on to her mother's breast, suckling blissfully while Sophie held her close to her heart. The innocent expression of contentment on their beautiful faces made André sighs.

"I love you." André announced looking at his wife. Just after saying it he realized just how much. He hadn't said those words to her every day, but at that moment he felt it wash over him. Sophie smiles but doesn't say it back, her eyes still sleepy. He could tell she was more tired than he was, but feeding their child required the mother and he felt quite useless.

Alia was at last fed and in contented in her slumber. André watched as Sophie got up placing her back in the crib, careful to not make a noise. Their daughter snuggles the blanket briefly dream-suckling but didn't wake up.

They both sigh in relief.

Sophie motions André to follow her as she stumbles sleepily, her eyes heavy lidded. André doesn't give her anytime to protest. He scoops her up in his arms. Sophie nestles her head against his shoulder feeling small in his strong arms.

"I love you." Sophie murmurs when André lays her down on their bed. He smiled stroking her hair. He loved her and he felt lucky that this incredible woman loved him back.

"Love you more." André whispered getting in the bed behind her, wrapping his arms around her body, and then he too was fast asleep just like his daughter.

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