Ice Lynx; cuz this chapter is so short I'll post two of them at once, thanks for all of your reviews!!

-Ice Lynx

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Steph woke slowly, becoming aware of something poking her closed eyes.

Frowning without opening them, she turned her head and snuggled deeper into the insanely comfortable hotel bed, breathing in the smell of brand new clean pajamas as she did.

"Nyononononyo," murmured a little voice near her ear, then a tiny hand was planted on the side of her stomach, followed by two heavy little knees as a heavy weight pressed her into the mattress. The weight then slid over her with a muffled 'oomph!' and the poking of her eyes resumed.

Putting her hand up, she covered them and heard an intrigued coo. Chubby but powerful fingers tried to pull the hand away.

Smiling, she let it drop and was rewarded with a pleased giggle from her baby tormentor. Going, "Nyononono," again, the little child put her hands over her own eyes and moved her head as though searching.

Steph rolled over to her back and bunched the pillows so that she was propped up, watching the baby with wary interest. This morning she seemed to be acting like any baby her age, but last night while Steph was gorging on Chinese take out the guy, Logan, had gone to the bathroom and shut the baby out. The little one had totally spazzed, screaming and howling like a Tasmanian Devil. There were huge, splintered gashes on the door now, some of them went right through the wood.

"Wagoo!" The baby pulled her hands away from her face and lunged toward her.

Steph made a mock scared face and ducked, and the baby giggled again, then watched her fingers wiggling with rapt interest.

"Nyonononono," she whispered, then grinned and squirmed as the wiggly fingers found her fat ribs.

Her happy squeals and snarls were echoed by a startled grunt from the couch as Logan sat up and bolted to his feet, looking spooked. When he saw what Steph and the baby were doing he relaxed and turned away, scrubbing at his face with one hand. "Do you think y' kin keep her happy while I take a shower?"

Steph blinked at him, then exchanged a glance with the baby, wondering what was with him. Then she realized what he'd said and reached for her slate. "It'll cost ya," she wrote.

He squinted at it and nodded. "What d'ya want for breakfast? Pancakes?"

She took the menu out of the drawer and looked at it, then started pointing at things rapidly.

"You better not get sick," he warned as he picked up the phone. "Got a long bike ride ahead a us." She just gave him a cheesy grin and waved him toward the bathroom.