Perfect Family
"He's quite a miracle, isn't he?" Crusher smiled tenderly at the infant snoozing in Picard's arms. Picard looked back at her, snorting.
"Oh come on... You have to admit... He is quite precious..."
Picard looked back down at the child. His child. The infant reached up his plump arm weakly in his sleep. Picard reached over, tenderly touching his fingertips to the child's.
Crusher smiled, wrapping her arm around his waist,
"I knew you had a soft side."
"Well... He is my child! Of course I love him!" Picard admitted sheepishly, turning to look at his wife. He leaned in, giving her a short kiss before returning his attention to the child.
"La Forge to Picard." a voice came from his communication badge, making the child stir.
"Great..." he sighed, handing the dark haired boy to Crusher's arms. "I better get going now..." Crusher pursed her lips in a playful manner,
"Fine, I'll have to tuck him into bed myself! I'll just have to give him his goodnight kiss from you myself!" she joked. As Picard turned to leave, he glanced back at Crusher and his child.
The perfect family... he thought, smiling to himself.