Moria woke up in Peter's arms.

Somehow throughout the night they'd gotten tangled together. Her legs were wrapped around his and his arms were holding her tightly to his body. She could hear his heart beating. She could feel every breath he took. She rested her head o his chest, her ear to his heart, and she closed her eyes.

Subconsciously she began to breath with him and her heart steadily picked up the rhythm of his. Then she heard him take a deep breath and she felt him stretch his muscles. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. He smiled weakly and swallowed hard.

"Good morning." He said. She smiled.

"Morning." She said.

"I... I don't know what fathers do when they wake up with mothers." He said. She snickered a little at his ignorance.

"I've never really thought about it before." He said. She laughed. He frowned with confusion.

"They don't do anything special Peter." She said.

"Do... do they give them a... a good morning kiss?" he asked with hope.

"If they want." She said.

"Can... can I give you one?" he asked. She nodded. His face lit up with joy and he kissed her softly. She smirked.

"You don't have to ask about everything Peter." She said. Peter gave her a side smile that made her heart race.

"I just want to do everything right." He said. She smiled.

"I don't think anything you do could can be wrong." She said.

"I've lost a lot of mothers." He said. "I don't want you to leave and grow up." He said.

"I'm not leaving Peter." She said.

"Not yet... they never leave in the beginning. They leave in the middle... cause I do something wrong." He said.

"I'll promise to never leave if you promise to be spontaneous." She said. He looked confused. "Do things when you want without asking... spontaneous." She said.

"Spontaneous." He said. She nodded. "Okay... you stay forever and I'll be... spontaneous." He said. "Deal." She said smiling.