A/N: I may or may not do a few oneshots over here. I really feel crunched for time despite having several hours before I have to wake the household and start getting ready to go. Having to be somewhere at a certain time always does this to me. Anyway, my idea was originally for Andie and Trowa, but I might do a similar one for them as well, though not next. I'll just see how many I can do and still get my fiction work done too. Enough of my ranting though, you want the story, I bet!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or make any profit from this. I do own Simbi Bettos (though technically now she's a Winner) so please ask if you want to use her, ok?
"He looks like you." Simbi murmured as she handed their first child, their son, Spencer, to her husband, Quatre.
"Yes, he does." Quatre couldn't help but chuckle. The baby cooed at his laughter and wriggled both arms out of the blue blanket to grab at Quatre's shirt.
"He was early but he's happy to be here." Simbi leaned back against the pillows, closing her eyes. She wasn't going to sleep, not yet. She was busy talking. "Sorry." She murmured.
"For what?" Quatre looked at her in surprise. "You didn't do anything wrong."
Simbi peeked at him with one eye. "It was one." She said, and Quatre didn't get it at first. One what? Even with years spent with Simbi, Quatre didn't always catch things on the first try. Simbi gave him a long, meaningful look.
Then it clicked. It had been one in the morning when she had woken him up saying she was having contractions. She was apologizing for waking him up. It was nearly laughable, but she definitely looked apologetic. Typical Simbi.
"Sweetheart, that's not your fault." Quatre chuckled and Spencer looked up at him with wide eyes. "I'm just happy it didn't happen when I was at work."
Simbi smiled, just happy that her husband had gotten it. She glanced out the window and sat up a little, suddenly alert.
"What's wrong?" Quatre peered out the window, expecting something terrible. Instead, the sun shone brightly, glistening off the dew-covered glass.
Simbi shook her head, beckoning Quatre closer. Quatre's eyebrows drew in, but he came close to her, leaning down just a bit. Simbi motioned for him to hand over Spencer, and when he did, she kissed both boys' foreheads and whispered, "Morning love."
A/N: I know it was short, but it felt complete. Also, if you don't remember, Simbi used to say "Nighttime love" as in love at nighttime, so this was kind of the other side to it. I think I have a plan for one more and then I have fiction work to do. The next one is with Andie and Trowa, and it should be up fairly soon (next hour or so likely) short of disaster. What did you think of this one?