A/N- So, I needed this idea. I blame A:TLA fanfiction, there is a TON of this stuff, and I needed it. But yea, some sweet Shya :). I would feel SO bed for Anya, cause you know Shane is going to be one of, if not the most, protective fathe r.
This is mostly written because I needed a fluffy thing after the last one XD. Again, fluff ADDICT. If you want more of these, just speak up guys CX.
Shane eyes widen as Anya was stopped midsentence by a gasp; putting a hand on her growing baby bump. Instantly, Shane was thinking the worse.
"Anya! Are you okay? What's wrong?" He was utterly shocked that her response was a lighthearted giggle. Keeping her hand on her belly.
"I'm fine, Shane. The baby is just kicking. It doesn't even hurt, I'm still not used to it yet." She said. At this, Shane looked incredibly confused. As of the very fact children moved inside their mother was new to him. Eyeing him curiously, she asked. "You didn't know that babies move around during pregnancy?"
He shock his head. "Come on, I know you saw Conor feeling Abekes belly when she had Piper!" She said.
"That's why he always did that?" Shane asked. Making Anya smile again. It made sense he wouldn't know. No one had been able to tell him. Deciding to change that, she grabbed his hand. Placing it on her swollen middle.
Instantly, Shane felt something move under his hand. Seemingly reaching out to him. It continued for a second then stopped. A rare, wide grin stretched across his face. He looked at her, astonished. Unbelieving at what he had felt. "Was that really the baby?" He asked and she nodded. Shane continued to place his hand on her baby bump, feeling the little kicks.
All the sudden, become a father now was more and less scary at the same time.