There She Is
Prompt: "Imagine your OTP playing Peek-a-Boo with their baby."
Genre: Family
"Whherree'sss Ophelia? There she is!"
Shepard's lips curled into a smile as the happy squeals of a baby reached her ears, a good first sound to hear when returning from a mission. She hated leaving home, especially now that she had Varius and Ophelia. But she was still a Spectre, and while she did have a LOT of pull on which missions she could choose to go on (it was about time), people still needed help, and despite the fact that she'd done more for everyone in one lifetime than she should ever have had to, she couldn't just leave things to work themselves out.
She set her bag down quietly and padded around to the kitchen, peeking in to see Ophelia, with the red curls of hair bouncing as she moved in her high chair, and Garrus sitting there, facing her, with his hands over his eyes.
"Wheerrree's Ophelia? There she is!" he repeated, pulling his hands away, much to Ophelia's delight. The little human girl giggled, muttering a stream of nonsense sounds as she reached for Garrus's mandibles. He let her grab them, keeping her from bending them too far. "That's my girl." he cooed.
Shepard waited and watched for a moment more before sneaking up behind her lover and putting her hands over his eyes. Ophelia squealed once again when noticing her mother, reaching her chubby hands out to her. "Where's Shepard?" she teased, and when Garrus pulled her hands away and turned to look at her, he grinned.
"Well well…there she is. Welcome home."