When most people thought of Cid Highwind they thought of two things: tea and anger. Usually in that order. Shera had been one of those people thinking that there was nothing to him but cigarettes and swearing. And there were times, even after they had married, that she thought that maybe, just maybe, there wasn't anything left to discover about him. Not that she needed anything more, that she was certain of.
They had agreed on their feelings for each other (well, Shera had at least. Cid just waved his hand as he left the room, calling over his shoulder that whatevere seh said he agreed with) and that was all she truly wanted.
But now as she gingerly handed their baby son to him, she saw that there was even more to discover about him.
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Author's Notes: Thank you for reading!