Title: Not Even Born Yet
Author: Quimby13
Fandom: Leverage
Pairing: Nate/Sophie
Raiting: K+
Genre: Romance/Family
Spoilers: No specific
Sum: AU Nate and Sophie are married and expecting their first child. Inspired by, yeah you can guess.
Warnnings: AU, possible OOC, not beta'd, and I don't like writing Nate(so sue me) so this is my first try at him like this.
Disclaimer: I wish. I mean, I don't Leverage.

The Sunday morning light dances across the bed warming the skin of its two occupants. Both were lounging, barely clothed and barely awake.

"The hiccups are over." Sophie announces quietly. "No kicking either." A triumphant smile is plastered across her face.

Nate smiles tenderly and reciprocates the hushed tone. "Good, at least she can't do somersaults anymore; I know that must have been bad."

Sophie just rolls her eyes and kisses Nate, both of them happy that Sophie is able to rest.

"You're beautiful." He whispers, running his hand over her rounded stomach. "You're amazing and you're beautiful."

"Nate," she sighs, almost chidingly, "I'm huge." She smiles as she says this, still, her hands resting next to that of her husband. "I'm all swollen and…"

Nate interrupts her with a gentle kiss. "Yeah, but you're breast are huge…" He points out playfully.

Sophie smacks his arm and gives him a pointed look. "Thanks, Sweetie." She gave him a little glare. "Is that the best you can come up with?"

"What? Why you're beautiful?" Nate scooches up on the bed, rolling to one elbow. "You're always beautiful, Soph."

She raises an eyebrow, not impressed, but a soft smile graces her lips even in her annoyance. "Keep trying"

He strokes a strand of hair behind her ear and pulls her eyes to his, using his thumb on her chin to guide her gaze. "You've got our baby growing right here." Nate starts to draw circles over the taut skin of Sophie's pregnant belly. "That's really something, you know?"

"Men," Sophie rolls her eyes with a smile, "You really can't express yourselves, can you?" She rolls, with some effort since she is showing every bit of her thirty-seven weeks, onto her side facing the window away from Nathan.

Nate sighs heavily and rubs his new bride's back, drawing a lovely moan as she settles back into his touch. "Better?"

"Mmhmm." She mumbles. They lay in silence for a few moments, enjoying the trust and love they feel when they're together. Then, suddenly, he feels her tense under his hands.

Nate keeps rubbing her back, but he leans in to kiss her shoulder and makes the decision to ask what's wrong. "What happened?" He asks knowingly.

"Oh, nothing it's just," Sophie starts, slipping on to her back so she can meet Nate's gaze. "I know we're ready for her," Sophie says, certainty in her voice.

"Right," Nate smiles. "We've got the nursery ready, everything's all set for her."

"What if… What if something happens to her, like Sammy? What—" Uncertain again.

"Shush," Nate places a finger gently against Sophie's lips and shakes his head. "Don't. Don't even think it." His tone is strong but still soft, Sophie likes it because she imagines it's the tone he'll use when he has to be patient with their daughter.

"But Nate," Sophie continues her objection, "You know more than any one that things happen, and I'm not young that complicates things. Just, I don't know…" She sighs.

"You're healthy." Nate said, using a hand on her chin to tilt her face towards his. "She is healthy. After that, what do you want me to say, Soph? Whatever happens, we'll take it as it comes." He lets himself get more serious as he knows this isn't over.

Sophie drums her fingers lightly over her navel. "Do you worry?" She asks softly. "I mean, do you get scared?"

"All the time." Nate nods. "I don't know if I can be a father again. I don't know if I'll be able to stay off the bottle. And then I don't know if I can handle another world class liar." He checks with Sophie, sees a shy smirk, and carries on. "At least we've got Eliot and Hardison to help watch out for her, you know they'll love her." Sophie nods in agreement. "But what happens when Parker gets a hold of her?"

"Oh, I hadn't even… I'll have to talk to Parker." Sophie realizes. Then she considers what Nate had said. "You think we'll be a team long enough for it matter?"

Nate nods. "We're a family. They'll be around." He laughs, "They're going to teach her…Things, you know."

Sophie laughs and cuddles her head into her husband's shoulder. "Yes, she'll type before she can write. She'll probably be able to steal a wallet before she can reach a cash register…"

Nate smiles and takes over. "Have self defense training before toilet. Be able to lie as soon as she can speak in sentences."

Sophie smacks his chest gently, and then considers his suggestion. "You're right. She'll be able to get people to trust her, I guarantee it."

"True. Are we going to lie to her about what we do?" Nate muses.

"If she takes after you," Sophie answered, "We won't have a choice." She weaves her fingers into Nate's and corrects herself. "Between the two of us, we may have create a human lie detector."'

"She'll be a great cop one day." Nate says, a bit randomly.

Sophie turns and gives him a funny look. "She's not even born yet. Besides, with our lot, no way she'll be a cop. She'll end up like us; a good guy criminal."

Nate has to laugh. "What if she wants to be a vet? Or an accountant? Or chef?" He pauses. "Eliot could help with that actually. But like you said, she's not even born yet."

Sophie inhales sharply. "Nate, you aren't going to be saying that for long."

Nate looks at Sophie, confused. "What are you..?" He looks at her, looks her over. Sees where the sheets have become wet all of a sudden.

"Nate?" Sophie calls. "Could you hand me some clo-oh!" Contraction, okay, that was not comfortable.

Nate starts to rush around collecting their things but then he stops dead in the middle of the room.

Sophie stares at him expectantly from the bed. "What's wrong?"

Nate's eyes got big. "What names are going on the birth certificate?"

Review please. I apologize if this was awful since I tend to avoid Nate. Also,

To be continued? Up to you, let me know.