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Kitty
"Ouch." Jackie said in the middle of the night as she felt something hit her arm.
She opened her eyes expecting to see one of the kids crawling on her but what she saw instead was Nick hitting her.
"Nicky what the hell are you doing?" She said, half shocked and half annoyed.
"I'm trying to get the damn cat away from me." He replied, only half coherent.
"We don't have a cat." She told him confusedly.
Nick again smacked her arm.
For peat's sake Jackie mumbled to herself.
"Nick wake up." She said as she shook him.
His eyes flew open.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"You were dreaming, apparently about a cat, but you were hitting me."
"I was? I'm sorry, are you ok?"
"I'm fine, you goofball." She said with a chuckle.
He smiled at her.
"How's the little guy?" He asked as he gently laid a hand on her stomach.
"Good." She responded.
"He's not very active right now." Nick observed as he didn't feel any movement.
"He sure was a bit ago, I couldn't get to sleep, and when he finally quit and I could actually sleep you started beating me up." She told him with a grin.
"Sorry." He said sheepishly. She laughed.
"Ok, I'm going to try to go back to sleep before he starts moving around again, love you, goodnight and try not to bruise my arm will you?" She asked with a smirk on her face.
"I'll try and I love you too." He said as he leaned over and gave her a kiss.
It wasn't long before both of them were off in dreamland again.
The End!