Prompt #40 - Touch
"Die, die!" Evie cried as she attempted to snipe John from atop a roof during their video game match.
John's CG character quickly hid behind a crumbling wall, then tossed a grenade up onto the roof.
Evie frantically pushed the controls to run away, but her character exploded a second later. "Meany," she scowled.
"What kind of commanding officer would I be if I let you win?"
Seeing that the room was clear of anyone else, she answered teasingly, "A commanding officer who might get lucky tonight."
"You think I'm that easily bribed?" he feigned offense.
She giggled. "Yes. Yes, you are."
John pulled out a grenade, but didn't throw it. In a matter of seconds, his character blew up, raising Evie's score. "How's that?"
Evie giggled again.
"You know, we should get Radek to play with us sometime," John suggested as the game continued. "He's amazing at this game."
"Oww."
"What?"
Evie paused the game. "The baby's kicking me." She smiled and took his hand. "Here, feel." She placed his hand on her abdomen.
"Wow," he smiled when he felt the active moment. "Is he dancing or something?"
"Stretching probably," she answered. "He doesn't have as much room as he used to. Oww, quit it!" she told the child inside.
"So poke him back," John joked.
Evie rubbed the side of her belly. "He's stretching his foot out as far as he can." She pulled up the hem of her shirt. "Do you see that?"
"Is that his foot?" he asked, staring at a small shape that was trying to poke out from her skin. "Doesn't that hurt?"
"Yes, you idiot."
"Holy crap, you can see his toes!" John exclaimed, softly brushing his fingertips over the protruding foot. "That is so cool."
"No, it's very painful." She sighed in relief when the baby removed his foot and settled down.
"I still can't believe we're having a baby," John commented.
"What 'we', kimosabe? We'll be lucky if you're even allowed in the delivery room," she replied glumly.
"We'll figure something out, alright?" he assured her. "Even if I have to take hostages, I will be in there with you."
His humor didn't even elicit a smile, as she was too worried about the prospect of having to do this alone. "Promise?"
"I promise." He placed his hand back on her stomach. "We'll do this together, you hear me?" he asked, determination in his gaze.
She breathed and nodded, reaching down to squeeze his hand.
When he decided she was convinced, he picked up his controller again. "Alright. Now come and kick my ass at this game so we can get it on tonight."
Evie just laughed.
