And it's time for day four of Lenny Week, and my third oneshot. Today's prompt is "pregnancy."
My other fics will be updated whenever I can. These next six days are very busy for me.
When Penny went into her bedroom after returning home from her afternoon with Bernadette, Leonard didn't think anything of it until he'd realized that twenty minutes had passed. Getting up and setting his Green Lantern on the coffee table, he walked into her bedroom and upon finding it empty, peered around the other doorway.
Penny stood in the bathroom, in front of the mirror, clad only in her bra and shorts. She was standing sideways, her face toward the mirror, but her body facing Leonard. He cocked his head. "What are you doing?"
She looked toward him. "Can you tell?"
Leonard knew what she was talking about, and he put his head slightly to the side, thinking of how to respond. "Penny…"
"You can't tell," she said. "I can't tell. There's nothing."
"Yes, there is," Leonard said. "But I see you every day. Bernadette hadn't seen you in a week. That's why she could tell."
Penny put her hands on her stomach and looked in the mirror again. "I'm not looking forward to having to buy maternity clothes and my back hurting and constant sweating and sleepless nights, and all that other stuff that comes along with pregnancy," she said. She looked back at Leonard. "But I wish I could tell. At least a little."
Leonard thought for a moment, then gave a small nod. "Be right back." He walked out into the living room and pulled a picture off the fridge. He left the sonogram photo where it was – she didn't need a reminder that their baby existed. She needed the picture he was carrying back to the bathroom.
"Here," he said, holding it out to her. She took the photo – a picture of them, her sister, and nephew at the beach taken four months ago, less than a week before they'd discovered that she was pregnant. Penny looked hard at her photographed body, then in the mirror. She shifted her weight, standing straighter, and looked back at the picture. Upon her eyes darting back over to the mirror, a small smile came over her face. She looked at Leonard. "Can you tell?" he asked her.
Her eyes were shining. "I can tell," she said, her smile widening. "Can you?"
Leonard came over to stand next to her, studied the photo, then put his hand right below her naval. He could tell by the look Penny gave him that that's where she saw it, too. She turned toward him, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him, then turned again to regard herself in the mirror.