Mrs. Parr constantly complained about having to wait up for Bob to make sure he got home after a mission. Buddy would always laugh at her stories, feeling pity for the poor woman but accepting that waiting up probably came along with marrying a super. He just never thought he would have to wait up for his pregnant super wife. But there he sat in the dark, on the armchair facing the door, with an almost empty glass of bourbon in his hand. She had to have known that he would notice that she was missing. After all, Violet often teased Buddy that he wouldn't be able to sleep without being able to cuddle up with her. Now he had to admit that she was right. Buddy had rolled over with his arm extended, expecting to wrap it around his wife and child. But she was gone. And not in her typical disappearing gone, this time she was gone gone. Buddy checked all the bathrooms and the kitchen, her usual haunts as of late, and still was unable to find her. The few disappearing maternity clothes that Edna had given her were missing as well, so he could only assume that she was on assignment. He'd angrily called up the Parr house, and was chewed out by his mother-in-law. Of course Violet wasn't there! The family had actively been making sure that no missions got sent to Violet! And if he called at one a.m. one more time, Mrs. Incredible was going to show him that Bob may be the strong super, but she was capable of inflicting a large amount of pain in a short amount of time.
And so, Buddy was left sitting in the dark and worried sick about his wife. Actually, he varied between terrified and pissed. He'd watched the security video. Violet had answered a cell phone he didn't even know she had, and had quickly gotten out of bed. She disappeared, and in a few moments, the front door had quietly opened and shut. Somehow, she had been contacted and she had accepted the mission. Buddy threw back the rest of his bourbon and decided that he was very angry. Violet had decided to put herself in danger, and in doing so she put their baby in danger. He understood that this was her job, and genetics had forced her in to it, but he could not stand by her decision to put her life on the line when she had so much to lose. Lately she had even complained of her powers being unreliable. Mrs. Incredible had smiled and said that was her body's defense towards keeping the baby safe. If Violet used her powers, she could overexert herself and the baby's life could be in jeopardy.
Buddy didn't have to stew for very much longer. The door quietly creaked open, and he could see Violet tiptoe into the apartment. He waited until she was securely inside before switching on the panic lights. Violet squeaked loudly and jumped backwards when she saw her husband stroll out of the darkness.
"Hi, honey, welcome home. Did you have a good night at work?" He smiled as he searched her person for the mystery cell phone. Buddy found is in her jeans pocket, and crushed it with far too much force.
"Uh, I can explain…" Buddy glared down at her, his villain stare back with full force.
"Ok, maybe I can't. But it was one little robbery, and I stayed invisible the whole time."
"Were there shots fired?"
Violet smiled weakly and tried to wrap her arms around Buddy's unyielding frame. "Not many. I wasn't in any danger, they couldn't see me."
"One of them could've gotten a lucky shot! What the hell were you thinking?! You shouldn't even be using your powers!" He gripped her arm and fought the urge to shake her roughly.
"I was doing my job! Who else is going to take care of the people of this city if all the other supers are busy?"
"I wasn't busy."
Violet's mouth dropped open. He couldn't be serious. For almost his whole life, he had despised supers (except for her, but that was only a result of a very short and confusing relationship that knocked him on his ass), and he scoffed at their "goody two shoes" deeds. He would never voluntarily join their ranks. Would he?
"From now on, any calls that somehow get through to you go to me. I'm taking over your superhero duties and putting you on maternity leave."
"What?"
"You are not to answer any calls. You are not to go out on any missions. You are not to fight for justice. You are to stay in the apartment and do normal civilian things."
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Buddy scoffed, "What other option do I have? Other than you putting yourself in danger, I mean."
Violet flung her arms around Buddy's neck and pulled him down for a tight hug, bewildering the angry redhead.
"Shouldn't you be mad that I'm trying to control you?"
"Do you want me to be mad that you're trying to control me?" Violet's voice was muffled from her pressing her face into Buddy's shoulder.
"I honestly don't know what you should be doing right now,"
"How about I tell you what I'm feeling?" Violet pulled back and smiled a watery smile at him. "I'm feeling so happy that you're worried about me. And I'm happy that you're willing to do a job that you hate with all of your being."
"Wasn't I supposed to be mad at you?" Buddy grudgingly smiled.

In the weeks and months leading to Violet's delivery date, the city had never been safer. Buddy's supersuit that had made a very brief appearance before his reconciliation with Violet reappeared, and it's knight-like design made it a favorite for little boys everywhere. Syndrome was quickly contacted by toy companies to make action figures and comics. He installed security measures throughout the city without permission from those in politics, but he was met without resistance. No one wanted to get on the wrong side of the city's new protector. They seemed to sense that he could easily turn into a villain. Buddy actually found crime fighting to be very cathartic. He could beat out all the frustrations of the day out on common thugs and it was a very good workout. He was even considering taking on the mantle as a permanent fixture. It would ease Violet's burden, and he would be able to continue to have fun. Buddy thought about it a lot, but he figured he had a lot of time to make his decision. He was, in fact, wrong about just how much time he had.

Wow, I'm cranking these out pretty fast, huh? And I made a mistake in the first chapter, the Pines moved into an apartment near the Parr house, not the Pine house. I haven't gone into detail about Buddy's past, but I think I'm going to because I keep thinking about it.
And did I make a cliff hanger? I kind of tried to. But I probably failed. And PS, does this seem short to you? It seems short to me.