A/N: Anonymously prompted as "new parents high five." I've said this already but if we don't get a high five at the end of the series because April reveals that she's pregnant I will be infinitely furious.

A month after the birth of their daughter, Andy started to realize there was something off about April. He expected her to give every single duty possible over to him, mostly because of the hell that pregnancy and childbirth had been for her, but that wasn't where it ended. Whenever Andy was holding Roberta, and he never wanted to put her down except when he knew she needed to sleep, April had a sad, sideways leer for the two of them and not much else.

He guessed that it had something to do with the fact that, after a few weeks, the baby refused to be fed by April. They'd sit down in the living room or the baby's room and April would have that singular smile that Andy thought was reserved only for him at first, but by after a few minutes all Andy could hear was a wailing cry and then April giving her over to him. She didn't talk for much of the day after that happened.

"Hey, April," he called her over to him in the middle of the living room as he paced.

"Hm?" she turned to him and he beckoned her with a tilt of his head.

"Can you take her for a second?" he didn't give her time to answer, pushing the baby into April's instinctively cradling arms. "I gotta pee, so so bad."

"Sure," she mumbled, looking down at the wrapped up child with a hint of a grimace on her face.

When Andy came back into the living room, April was sitting down and gingerly bouncing Roberta in her arms, trying to keep some kind of movement. Their little girl hadn't yet started to cry, but Andy could see April physically preparing for it with her face held a little farther away than looked comfortable.

Sitting down next to the two of them, April offered the baby to Andy who shook his head and gave her a grin. Instead of returning it, April just looked down at the baby again and maintained the gaze until her shoulders slumped a little and the crying started, Roberta apparently woken up by the minor change of rhythm. Andy didn't know what they were supposed to do about that, but watching his wife's face shift from disappointment to a wholly different emotion - lips pursed tight and looking away from anyone in the room - made him scoot closer to the two of them.

"Just keep up what you were doing before," he tried, putting his arm over April's shoulders and looking down at the baby. "She liked that."

"Yeah, and then I messed it up," April huffed, resuming her previous rocking but only soliciting more whining. "See? I screwed up."

"Nah, she's just-"

"Andy, we screwed up," April interrupted, her eyes wild when she looked up to him. "I knew it the whole time, but I didn't want to say it."

"Whaddya mean, we screwed up?" Andy laughed, playing with Roberta's free hands, tiny little things, in his finger.

"I mean, I don't think I can do this," her arms kept going at the slight rocking but the crying continued. "God, I'm not cut out to be a mother, Andy. You won't be a bad dad, but I can't do it-"

"What? That's nuts!" Andy interjected, confused by how frightened she suddenly seemed. "You're the best mom."

"Andy, I can't even feed my own baby," she looked back down and Andy knew the look on her face right before she looked away - too much blinking, no eye contact, mouth half open. "I can't do it, I shouldn't have done this. I can't-"

"Listen to me," Andy gripped her shoulder with his hand still over her. "We can do this - you can do this. I know how excited you were, and you can't lie about that. You were so pumped, at least until the baby started growing and then you were just super angry-"

"Andy, I can't," she shuddered, looking back up to him. "I don't think I can do it."

He was about to respond to her insane claims, but then he realized something was different about the room. Looking down at the bundle in April's arms, there was no crying or whining - just a sleeping child. April looked down as well, but she didn't seem nearly as impressed as he was. April seemed like she knew the exact reason for the sudden nap and Andy assumed she was still unsure of herself.

"She just misses her mom's voice," Andy grinned.

"No, it's because you're here," April retorted, refusing to believe any of this was her doing.

"Let's put her to bed, okay?" he suggested, standing up with the two of them and leading April into the spare room turned nursery.

That same, blue disappointment was in April's eyes even when they laid their little sleeping girl in the crib. She crossed her arms and stared down inside, a kind of thoughtful blankness on her face until Andy brought them closer with his arm. She looked up to him for a moment before laying her head on his shoulder.

"You can do it," Andy reassured her.

"You really think?" April whispered, accepting his massaging arm on her tired shoulder.

"Totally," Andy said without hesitation, turning April to look at him directly.

"What makes you so sure?" she asked, looking up at him and glancing down at Roberta for a second before returning to him.

"Because you're the best person ever, and you trust me with stuff, and I believe in you," Andy continued to smile at her, letting go of her hands for a moment. "April, you're gonna be the best mom in the world. Probably the universe."

"I love you," April said, a meek happiness on her face that Andy knew as her begrudging acceptance of his support.

"Yeah, love you too," he raised a hand in the air like it was the most natural thing in the world, and April immediately high-fived it.

She lingered on his hand, her fingers eventually lacing in his. They stayed rooted on the spot, April eventually turning to look down into the crib. For the first time in a few weeks, April gave a brief flitter of her lips, curving upwards at the little figure still quietly asleep with her hand in mouth. Andy was going to guide April out of the room but that task was going to be impossible, her hands glued to the side of the crib.

Andy left the room, expecting April to come out not long after. She stayed in there for a few more hours, and when the baby woke up Andy only heard his wife speak to their daughter. It was mostly nonsense and her venting, but the initial crying stopped and April continued to talk for a long while.