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
21st December
„Will you finally come to bed at some point, Bill?" She had no idea why he still could be that fascinated and not tired of staring. She was exhausted and all she wanted to do, frankly, was snuggle close to him and get some sleep.
He, however, was still standing by the cradle, looking blissfully happy and content just to stare at the tiny human in there. "You know that she's got your nose, right? But my eyes," he mumbled instead of answering her question which had been more of an invitation and turned around to face her with a proud smile.
Laura huffed and pulled the blankets tighter around her cold body. "And you're telling me now that you can see the colour of her eyes because...? She's asleep, honey, observe again tomorrow!"
Still, he couldn't really pull himself away from staring at the little girl whose fingers had been wrapped around his index finger since she had fallen asleep a while ago. So, eventually, Laura got up, cursing quietly when her bare feet touched the cold floor, and shuffled to the other side of the bed where they had placed the cradle because it was less draughty there.
Softly, she put her hand on Bill's upper arm and looked down at the object of his adoration, a tender smile appearing on her face which only grew wider when he put his arm around her waist and placed a kiss on her temple. "Okay, but seriously Laura, isn't she just beautiful?" he whispered close to her ear. Laura licked her lips and looked at him with an unreadable expression on her face. "She is. But you know someone else who is, too. And that person might get a bit angry at her husband if he does not join her in bed and warm her cold feet. Now, Bill." Finally, he carefully pulled his fingers out of the little girl's surprisingly firm grip and led his other lady back to bed, wincing when he felt her cold limbs pressing against his body. The last thought before he fell asleep was that he should probably accept her invitation a bit earlier the next day.