Warm, quiet, and comfy; that was how Garrus Vakarian felt as he laid down on his bed in his room.
"Are you comfortable, sweetheart?" His mother asked as she tucked him in. Garrus nodded and reached a hand up; he placed it on his mother's face and smiled happily.
"Mom?" Garrus called after her before she walked out of the room. His mother turned around and walked back to him, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"What is it?" She asked as she stroked his small head. Garrus stared up at her.
"When will dad be home?" His father had gone away on business and wouldn't be home for quite some time.
His mother sighed. "I don't know." She placed a hand on her rounded belly. "I just hope he gets back before your little sister is born." She smiled a little and got up to walk away. She didn't even turn around when a voice came from behind her.
"Oh, don't worry, I won't." It was Garrus' father! Garrus leapt out of bed and rushed to the senior Vakarian, hugging his leg tightly, then let go and gave his father a respectful salute. His father chuckled and scooped him up, placing him in the bed and wrestling with him.
After the messing around, Garrus' father and mother put him to sleep. What a night of comfort and family, and a nice bed to sleep in.