Pairing: Zuko and Suki
Rating: K

"You're doing it again." Suki was standing next to the crib as she folded a blanket.

Zuko looked over at her, lifting his head up from the sleeping girl that was mixed in with soft toys and a green blanket. "Sorry." He whispered before looking back to the girl. "I can't help it." His strong rough hands touched the soft fabric that covered his daughter's small belly.

Suki put her hand on his shoulder, leaning in closer to the sleeping baby with a smile on her face. "She is something, isn't she?" Her hand went out to the girl's head, her fingers touching the feather like auburn hair that covered her. "So perfect."

Zuko looked over at his wife and smirked softly, his cheeks showing an ever so slight hint of red. "Like mother, like daughter."

Suki smiled, glancing over at him for a second before looking back at their sleeping child. "I was going to say that she takes after her father."

There was movement from the girl; her head rolling to the side and her golden eyes opening. Both Suki and Zuko watched her with wonder as she balled her little fists up, lifting them up to her face and yawning. Suki's hand went to the side of her face, holding it softly. "Did you have sweet dreams, love?" She cooed at her daughter.

"Do babies dream?" He asked, looking over at Suki.

Suki removed her hand from his shoulder, placing it under the baby's bottom. Her hand that had been on her face went behind her neck, "I'm not really sure." With much care she lifted the baby up and out of the crib. Zuko's eyes became locked on the girl as she was lifted into Suki's arms and placed oh her chest.

He stood up, looking at the two beautiful women before him, "Is she hungry?"

Suki nodded, the little girl fists drawing closer to her own small body, "She has not ate since this morning."

Zuko jumped to attention, going over to the plush red chair what was in the nursery and picking up a large down pillow that was in its seat. Suki smiled as she watched him, her cheeks flushing over as her lips were pressed to the top of the girl's head.

Zuko turned back to Suki, a smile on his face. "Sit." He motioned to the large chair.

Suki chuckled a little bit into the child's soft head, her one hand rubbing the back of the baby slowly. "Yes Daddy."

He looked over at her, a soft smile on his face. as he held the pillow in front of him. "Daddy…" his voice was breathless, like he was repeating it to himself to make sure it stuck.

She laughed again, walking over to him. "Yes. Daddy."

His hand went to the girl's back and he leaned down, pressing his lips to the side of her head which Suki held in place. She watched him so this, his eyes closing as held his lips there. She felt her heart flutter, seeing the man she loved and the daughter she adored.

He pulled away from the girl's head, looking into his wife's eyes. His smile grew slightly as he moved his hand from the baby's head and to the side of Suki's neck. They both leaned in and pressed their smiling lips together.

A soft wine from between them pulled them out of their perfect embrace. They looked looked down as the baby squirmed in Suki's arms letting go another frantic wine.

"You better feed her."

Suki nodded, lifting the girl up further on her chest and smiling at him. She glanced down at her before looking back up at him, "I'm so lucky to have the both of you."

"Luck has nothing to do with it." He insisted, watching her sit down in the chair with a smile on her face. She switched the position in which she held the girl; putting her on her back, her small head resting on her forearm. She rested her arm and the girl on the pillow in her lap, reaching up and pilling her robe to the side.

Zuko turned to the changing table, grabbing a burp rag from the stack of them that sat there. He turned back to see Suki nursing the three week old infant, the soft flush of her cheeks that was always there when she did this noticeably present.

He walked over to her, covering the distance in a few strides before kneeling in front of her and the chair. He placed the rag on the pillow, silently watching as the baby nursed. His face held the same love and curiosity that it always did when he watched this.

Her eyes were fixed on him though, a soft smile on her face as she noted his expression. He lifted his eyes to meet hers, looking over her beautiful, fair face. He lifted a hand to her flushed face, holding the side of it as his thumb ran over her cheek.

"I suppose I am quite lucky though."

She let out a soft chuckle, melting into his touch.