Elizaveta Edelstein rubbed her pregnant belly as she rocked back and forth in her rocking chair, waiting for her husband, Roderich, to come home from work. She was eager to ask how his day was, considering that she was in a great mood. Her check-up had gone well, and she had found out that she was having a boy! Everything was going perfectly, and she couldn't wait to tell her excruciatingly busy husband when he walked in the door.

She perked up a little when she heard his car pull up in the driveway. Her hands dropped her crochet work neatly into her little basket next to the rocking chair before she firmly grasped the armrests of her rocker and eased herself to her feet. With each passing week that got harder and harder to do. There were days when she felt as if she were pregnant with twins!

Roderich opened the door and was surprised to see Elizaveta waiting there for him, her green eyes shining with joy. "From the look on your face, I am supposing you had a great day, darling?" he asked her before leaning in and kissing her lips softly.

"Only the greatest!" she eagerly assured, helping him out of his coat and hanging it on the stand. She then hugged him, nuzzling her face into his chest and smiling widely. "I found out what we're having!"

Her husband smiled as he stroked her tawny hair. "I am glad to hear that, Eliza," he fondly said. "I would be glad to hear in just a moment." On the inside, he was itching to know, but he struggled to keep his composure for her sake, not wanting to encourage eagerness when he knew that if she got too worked up her blood pressure could rise, and that wouldn't be good for the baby.

"Of course," Elizaveta agreed, nodding. She knew just how excited he was. She had heard his rapid heartbeat as soon as she had told him the news. Her senses told her that he was staying calm for her sake, so she understood. But deep down, she knew he wanted to be just as excited as her but was almost painfully refraining. "I will wait for you in the living room."

Roderich nodded to her. "Of course, dear." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "I will be in there in a few minutes."

Elizaveta went back to her crochet. She kept an eye on the door, not wanting Roderich to see the colors of what she was crocheting. It would give away the gender of the baby. They had decided that if it were a girl, the baby's first blanket would be a Hungarian flag, her mother's native country. And if it were a boy, it would be an Austrian flag, his father's native country. She was now in the process of making an Austrian flag blanket for their little boy.

She heard his footsteps walking toward the doorway and tucked the blanket into the basket once more. Her posture straightened up as she waited for him to enter the room. She smiled widely when she saw him enter. "Are you ready?" she asked, gesturing for him to sit across from her on the couch.

Roderich sat and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose before running his fingers through his dark brown hair. "I am as ready as I'll ever be," he said, struggling to keep from sounding anxious. He was just so secretly eager to know, and he was almost certain that Elizaveta had picked up on it. He could only hope that she wouldn't torture him with it.

Elizaveta smiled at him and placed her hands on her pregnant belly. "We're going to be having a little boy!" she happily announced. "A little Roderich! And I hope he plays the piano just as beautifully as you do, my love!"

Roderich got up and knelt before Elizaveta, taking her hands in his. "We're having a boy?" he asked in disbelief. "You're giving me a son?"

She nodded. "That's right," she said, smiling widely. Tears filled her eyes as he kissed her pregnant belly through her shirt. "We're having a little boy, Roderich. A beautiful and healthy little boy."

Roderich looked up at her, his eyes filled with tears. "You are the most amazing woman I've ever met," he softly said. "You're bearing my child with no complaints at all."

"It's because I love you," she said, smiling. "And there is nothing at all to complain about. I can feel him moving inside of me sometimes. He's the most wonderful thing to happen to me, other than his father. I'm so glad that I have both of you." Her tears began to spill. "I love you so much, Roderich. And I love our baby, too, even if I haven't met him yet, he's very much alive inside of me."

Roderich smiled. "As he has been since the night he was conceived. He's been alive in you for months, Eliza."

Elizaveta smiled and wiped her tears away, grumbling, "Stupid hormones."

He smiled and stood to kiss her forehead. "But they're wonderful. You just see more beauty in things, and there's nothing wrong with that, Elizaveta. Don't ever feel bad for having hormones. I understand why you have them, and I love the reason why you have them, darling." He kissed her cheek. "And I love you."

Elizaveta blushed. "I love you too," she said, smiling to herself and placing a hand on her stomach. She felt him kick and quickly grabbed Roderich's hand so he could feel it as well.

"What was that?" Roderich asked as the tiny foot collided with his hand.

"That was him," she said, smiling up at his awed expression. "He just kicked your foot." She giggled a little. "That was our little boy being very lively."

"If he keeps kicking like that, I fear he'll turn out like you, a fighter," Roderich laughed.

Elizaveta laughed as well. "Oh my, just imagine that," she said through her laughter. "Our little boy, a fighter. But only if he fights for noble causes." She raised a finger matter-of-factly. "If he fights just for the hell of it like Gilbert does, we're going to have some problems."

Roderich smiled. "I would have my own problems with that as well." He thought about it. "I would love it if he took interest in some sort of art, though."

"That would be nice," Elizaveta agreed with a nod, feeling as if her smile couldn't get any wider. "I can't wait to meet him. It'll be wonderful to finally hold him and see him."

"That it will," Roderich agreed with a nod. "You will make an amazing mother, no doubt about that."

Elizaveta blushed. "Thank you, darling. I personally think you would make an astonishing father."

"You do?" Roderich teased. "Well thank you, love."

Elizaveta grinned at him. "No problem at all."

He leaned in and kissed her again. His lips pressed against hers eagerly as he seemed to fall in love with her all over again with every kiss he ever shared with her. Every kiss always reminded him just why he was in love with her. Every time he kissed her, he just always fell back in love.

Elizaveta smiled into the kiss as well. "I think you're amazing," she softly told him when they broke apart. "You're the most amazing man in the world, and I could not ask for a better father for my children than you."

Roderich blushed. "Other than finding out the baby's gender, how was your day, darling? Anything else exciting?"

Elizaveta thought for a moment. "Not that I can think of," she finally said. "How about yours? Surely something must have happened."

He smiled. "Well I remembered that today was the day you were finding out the gender, so I told my coworkers, and word got to my boss."

"Oh?" Elizaveta asked, green eyes widening in surprise. "And what did he do?"

"He actually went and bought a cake for all of us," Roderich laughed. "He said that it wasn't often when one of his employees got such wonderful news or such happy things happening to them." He smiled. "And the cake was amazing."

"What kind was it?" she curiously asked, eyebrows shooting up.

"It was chocolate with vanilla icing," he said.

Elizaveta's mouth began to wander. That was her favorite cake, and he knew that. Why would he tease her like that and then not bring her home any?

"I only got a bite of mine before I had to leave my office for something," Roderich said. "And then when I came back, the cleaning lady had come in and taken it."

"That sounds dreadful," Elizaveta sighed. "I'm sorry to hear that."

Roderich smiled. "But my boss did have one leftover piece. So when I told him what had happened, he gave it to me."

"That's great to hear, dear," Elizaveta said, smiling.

"So I brought it home," he said. "That was why it took a couple minutes for me to come in here. Because I left it in the car, and I wanted to surprise you with it."

Elizaveta's eyes lit up. "You're really giving me the piece?"

"Of course not," Roderich laughed.

Elizaveta frowned. "Then…"

"I wouldn't give you the whole thing because of blood sugar levels and the baby," he said, smiling. "You can have half."