Disclaimer: BSG (2003) and all the characters are property of Ron D. Moore. We merely borrowed his playthings to play a bit in his sandbox.
Enjoy! C & L
20th December
Yawning, she stretched her arms over her head and was less than enthusiastic about having to get up. The bed was warm and cozy and getting enough sleep was a luxury she was only too happy about at the moment.
Her stomach began growling, however, and with a moan, she sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Well, there was not much swinging these days, more like dragging her own weight around the house. She gently rubbed her belly and, after a last look of regret at their tousled sheets, she finally got up and pulled her robe around her body.
When she opened the door which connected their bedroom to the living room, she immediately smelled the scent of coffee lingering in the air and stopped dead in her tracks. Weirdly enough, it was that particular scent that caused her stomach to turn sometimes and she waited for the reaction to happen. Yet, after a few moments, her body still didn't seem to mind it, and so she rather sluggishly made her way into the kitchen where she found him sitting at the table, reading the paper with a cup of coffee in his hands.
Bill looked up when he heard the scuffling steps and with a tender smile on his face, he got up to carefully wrap his arms around her and place a kiss on her forehead, one hand softly stroking the sensitive skin of her belly.
"How are we today?" he asked her, their faces close to each other, his blue eyes sparkling. Laura snort laughed and ran a hand through his ruffled hair. "We? I don't really know about myself yet, but apparently, the little princess decided to give her mummy a good night's sleep for once."