"What is it?" Teresa Jane put down the personnel files she'd been balancing on her belly, and fixed her husband with a stare.
"What is what?"
"That look on your face...it always makes me nervous."
"I don't know what you're talking about." The slight smile raised one corner of the blond man's mouth.
She rolled her eyes, sighed, and set the files aside. 'I'm in no mood for games, Jane. My feet feel like bricks, my neck feels like it's permanently fused in one position, And the rest of me just feels like a whale."
"Well, I do sympathize," he replied, setting his teacup in the table in front of him. "Can I make you some herbal tea? You've already had your one cup of coffee for the day, yes?"
Teresa's lip shot up in a sneer. "Don't rub it in. And don't bother. It would just be a hot, disappointing reminder."
"Suit yourself. You really should give it a try, though. It can be very soothing."
"I don't need soothed. I need to not be pregnant anymore. This child is sucking all the fun out of being alive. Oh, quit smiling. You get to have all the fun in this."
He didn't hide his amusement. "You know, you could relax and actually take your maternity leave seriously. We could go somewhere exotic...Fiji...Morocco..."
"It's just this case at work... Cho is shorthanded and I want to help, even if it's just going through job applicants to weed out the duds."
"I think Cho is perfectly capable of delegating to agents who aren't seven months pregnant."
"Oh, god." She put her face in her hands. "Is it only seven? I thought it was at least eight. Where is my brain?"
"My guess? Somewhere in Fiji. We should go find it."
A/N- I have started following..not really a story, but a series of linked scenes. So you'll find out what the look on his face was about soon enough. :P Thank you guys, as always. xo