One Shot

Malec Baby

"Where are they?" Magnus said.

"Asking about their exsistance is not going to speed up the process." Alec said, leaning agains the wall. You would think he wouldn't care about any of it, except that his foot was tapping against the floor in clear anticipation.

"They should have been here by now. Do you think something went wrong?"

"What could possible go wrong with walking down a hall?"

"Oh I dont know, maybe demons came and ransacked the place and took them and hid her in a cave and we have to-"

"Magnus. We're getting our child. That's the end of it, okay? No horrible thing is going to happen to her, not with you around."

"Yes, but I'm with her yet, so it is possible for some horrible thing to happen."

"Calm down, please." Alec goes over to Magnus and grips his biceps. "She'll be here in just a second. Maybe she's throwing a fit."

"What if she doesn't like us, Alec?"

"She's not even one. I don't think she really has a strong preference yet."

"Do you think we'll be good dads?"

"Of coarse, Magnus. Why wouldn't we be? We've been preparing for her for at least a month now, and you've rearranged her room almost a hundred times."

"I can't choose a theme."

"Pink, pink is a theme." Alec shrugs.

"Yes, but you ahve to have patterns and textures and-"

"Magnus?" Alec says, and points behind him to the little wiggleing thing in the arms of the nursery worker.

Magnus spins to see a plump little face, her cheecks mysteriously red against the warm brown of her skin. Her eyes are wide open, two cyan blue marbles that reflect both of them back in curiousity. Her ears are big bat ears and her hair, tiny ringlets, curl around them and frame her forehead.

Alec saw a comeplete adoration in Magnus's eyes, and he wasn't even jelous. Because he too had that look, and as they both gazed at their baby-girl-to-be he squeezed Magnus's hand as encouragement. Magnus walks over and scoups the little girl out of the waiting arms and cradles her as if she were going to break.

"She's perfect. She's so perfect, Magnus." Alec kisses his shoulder and peeks at her with a smile. She is caught up in the sparkle of Magnus's face, and as one hand grips onto a finger of Alec's, the other reaches up to inspect the magnificent cat eyes that peer down at her. Her jaw opens, exposing tiny bits ot sharp teeth, and she grips Alec tighter.

"Shall we take her home?" Magnus says.

"Yes." Alec nods. "Please."