Louisa woke up to Baby crying. A quick glare at the nearby nurses told them she didn't want any help. At all. Zilch. Na-da. NOTHING.

Well, maybe when it came to settling Baby back into the incubator. All those wires and tubes confused Louisa. After watching the nurses carefully, she knew how to untangle Baby from the incubator. Putting Bubba back in… well, that was another story.

While feeding Baby on of the half a dozen readymade bottles (using the water in them to heat the milk up), Louisa was struck by a wave of memories:

Leo left a trail of kisses across the back of her neck and shoulder. She made to elbow him, but his arm blocked the way.

"Morning, my chica." He mumbled, smiling against her soft skin.

"Early."

"It's actually half nine in the morning."

"Still early."

"Really? Wow." Leo laughed. Louisa rolled over to face him. He smiled cheekily, brushing a strand of her thick hair out of her face gently. "What'd you want to do today, my chica?"

"Find a hotdog stand." A chuckle purred in Leo's chest. "What'd ya wanna do?"

"Spend the day with my chica." Leo replied instantly.

"Ain't you sweet?"

"Very." Leo replied. He rolled on top of her, supporting his weight on his arms.

"You're in a very dangerous place right now, Valdez." He felt her knee brush against the inside of his thigh.

"Don't be mean, Lou." Leo smiled, resting his forehead against hers. Leo felt like embarrassing her. "You weren't mean at all last night." Success, he thought as her cheeks faded pink and a spark of annoyance flared in her eyes.

Leo smiled innocently. Louisa glared at him, very tempted to knee him as she had threatened. There was one problem though. Leo had the habit of getting this angelic gleam in his eyes and he could look so sweet and innocent, it was hard to remain annoyed with him.

Puppy dog eyes didn't work on her. She was stubborn like that. But when he threw an 'I'm-a-little-sweet-angel' look in her direction, her defences crumbled.

"Get off, Valdez."

"Get up then." Leo retorted easily, placing a line of kisses on her neck. "I'll make you brekkie."

"What kind of brekkie?" Louisa asked carefully.

"Depends what I can get at the nearest food stall." Louisa laughed.

"Gimme ten minutes 'n' I'll come with ya."

"Cool." Leo got off her. To hear a girl say 'gimme ten minutes' when it came to getting ready in the morning kind of surprised him, even if the girl was Louisa. He knew a girl that took an hour to pick her clothes, two hours to do her hair and make-up and a further half an hour to pick a pair of shoes that went with her outfit. And that was only to go out and get the day's paper. And that girl wasn't Piper.

Leo thought about Louisa getting ready in the morning, reluctantly comparing her to this girl. Louisa would have a quick shower; grab a pair of tracksuit bottoms, possibly a T-shirt of Leo's, some clean socks. Then she would pull a brush through her hair, tie it up in the usual ponytail, put her trainers on and was gone. That took her about… ten, fifteen minutes. The time difference was almost laughable.

"Oy, Valdez, get up." Louisa said from the bathroom doorway. It was connected to the bedroom, a velvet curtain separating the two rooms rather than a door.

Leo smirked, noticing that she hid behind the curtain.

"Why's the curtain there, my chica?" Louisa disappeared into the bathroom. Leo heard the tell-tale sound of running water and knew he was in trouble.

Baby's intense brown eyes were on Louisa, bringing the new mum back to earth.

"Don't look at me like that." Baby just stared at her. "Ya've had ya bottle 'n' ya've been winded. What more do ya want?" As if to answer, Baby started to smell. Then she whimpered. "Great, just great. Thanks, kid." Baby gave her an innocent look that greatly reminded her of Leo. Louisa sighed.

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