Chapter 2

"What are we going to do with a baby?"

Beka still couldn't believe she'd let him talk her in to this. They didn't need a baby! What was Ros going to do, take the baby with him to the Court? Like she would let a baby go to the Court of the Rogue. Well, she was going to have to. She definitely couldn't take the baby with her on Dog business. She didn't even need the distraction Pounce provided.

"We can do it Beka. We'll make this work." Rosto smiled at her

. "Maybe someone in the building will be able to watch her. For now one of us is just going to have to take her with us."

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"Why do I have to be the one to take her?" Rosto was so adorable when he was whining.

"Because," Beka smiled. "I have to chase bad guys all over the Lower City for about four

hours, and then I have to go to training. I can't do that if I have with me."

Rosto knew she was right, but he wasn't giving up that easily.

"I am not going to the Court with a baby across my chest. How am I supposed to do

anything?"

"Ros, you don't do anything anyway!"

Beka was getting tired of the conversation. She walked up to Rosto's chair and sat on his lap.

"I know this must be hard for you." She purred. Rosto blinked, confused at the change in topic.

"It must be really hard to choose between a baby and meals." Her voice was practically dripping with honey.

"What do you mean?"

Rosto was wary now. Beka stood up.

"What I mean," she said in her normal voice,

"is that if you don't take the baby I can't go to work. And apart from meaning the force will be one short, it means you won't be able to keep up the same eating habits."

She grinned as he paled. She had said the right thing.

"So what time do I feed her?" Rosto acted like he had meant to take her all along. Beka shook her head. She loved Ros so much.

"Every hour. And don't forget she needs to be burped and changed after each feeding."

"This is so undignified" sighed Rosto