The Loud One
She sits up, rubbing her eyes and looking around. She can feel the knots in her stomach and rubs her belly soothingly. "It's okay. Mommy just had a bad dream," she whispers. She turns and lets her legs dangle over the side of the bed. She feels a small kick in reply. She smiles slightly, shaking her head. "Just like your father. He doesn't sleep at all either."
"I heard that."
She smirks and looks over at the redhead beside her. "Well it's true."
He grins and sits up. He wraps his arms around her and puts a hand on her bulging stomach. "Let your mommy sleep a little, okay? You wouldn't like her when she's a grump."
Tifa rolls her eyes as he smirks, resting his head on her shoulder. "Remember what happened the last time you said something like that?"
He shivers. "How could I forget? Elena still won't let me live that down. And, I only had that bruise for a week!"
She smiles, laughing softly. He grins, hugging her tightly. She puts her hand on his, moving it slightly. "This kid already knows how to kick pretty well. They won't have much else to learn from me." She feels a small kick and laughs. "See what I mean?"
"We'll make a fighter out of them yet." He gently pushes on her shoulder. "Back to bed with you. You need your sleep." She rolls her eyes as he pokes her gently in the side. "Come on." She sighs and shoves her legs back under the comforter. He gently pulls her back down, resting her head on his shoulder. He kisses her forehead, mentally counting. "Just another few weeks."
"Yeah.. Reno, I swear if you gives this kid any alcohol before he's ten, I'm gonna give you another bruise in a very unpleasant spot."
"Ok, ok already! I get the picture!"
She smiles and closes her eyes. He pulls the comforter up and kisses her nose. "Night, Teef."