The Next Morning
Very, Very Early
And Have I Mentioned it's Early
"Zzzz..."
Bonnie put down her needle and took a sip of coffee, idly watching her sleeping son-in-law over the rim of her thermos. He was very handsome, she decided, even when drooling, unshaven, and on the verge of falling out of the chair he had fallen asleep in. But she couldn't really blame him for that. Bonnie and Arthur had both been awake for- she checked her watch- about a day, best guess. Folding her cross-stitch, she stood up, walked over to him and held the coffee under his nose.
"Huh? Wha?" Arthur's eyes opened.
"Good morning!" Bonnie said brightly, going to sit back down. "I'm sorry I had to interrupt your nap, dear. I just thought you'd rather be woken up by me than the floor." She said it as if she was discussing the weather.
Arthur rubbed the back of his neck. "Ah, yeah, thanks. I think."
"Oh, it's nothing. You've drool on your shirt, by the way."
"That's lovely," Arthur muttered, dragging his sleeve across his mouth.
Before either of them could do anything further, the door to the infirmary opened. Both looked at it in shock. Then, William came out, leaning against the wall and running his eyes.
Arthur suddenly found himself on his feet, being pushed into the infirmary. "Go on, dear, don't be shy."
Miranda was lying in the bed, holding a tiny bundle of pink blanket. A small shift of her finger moved the fabric just enough for Arthur to see the face of a tiny, black-haired newborn.
Somewhat in awe, Arthur went to the bed. He could just hear Miranda talking to the baby; though she probably didn't realize she was doing it.
"Hello, darling. I'm your mum. I've been waiting for so long for you. Oh, you're just so precious..."
"Miranda?"
She looked up, startled at first, but then smiled. "Isn't she perfect?"
"She's... Unbelievable," he admitted. He reached out and moved the blanket more, revealing one of the baby's arms. The baby reflexively grabbed his finger. Arthur melted. "She's mine."
"Ours."
"Ours," he amended, a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Our daughter."
Author's Note: IT IS EARLY, Y'ALL.
PS: FLUFFFFFFFF :3