Title: Soft Spot
Pairing: None
Word count: 375-ish dabble!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters and I write completely for fun and not for profit! If I owned a lot of things would be different!
Beta: NOPE! So let me know if you see any big things! Or small for that matter! JUST LET ME KNOW!
Summary: Artemis has a soft spot for babies
Artemis smiled at the baby in her arms, the crying had subsided a few seconds ago, and the pink bundle stared back up in wonder. A small hand reached out from under the blankets, grabbing a loose strand of the archer's hair. There was a slight tug, followed by a giggle, and Artemis's smile grew.
"Excuse me?" A voice interrupted, catching the blond by surprise. The archer spun around to face the paramedic, clutching the baby slightly closer to her body.
"What?" She snapped.
"May I?" The man asked, nodding to the baby and holding out his arms hesitantly. Artemis glanced between the baby in her arms and the man a few times before it clicked in her head.
"Sure." She muttered, reluctantly handing over the child. With the baby tucked in his arms, the man walked towards a nearby emergency vehicle, and Artemis glared at his receding back.
"You okay?"
Artemis whipped around to glare this time at Robin. Behind the little bird the building continued to burn, the flames ragged out the windows, and licked at the open air. A combination of firemen and members of Young Justice tried to put it out.
"Of course." She snapped before turning her attention towards Wally, "Aim down Bay Watch." She yelled, marching away to assist the apparently incompetent red head. "You got to aim at the base of the fire."
Dick just smirked at her back, knowing he just found one of Artemis's soft spots.