''Pops?'' Robin asked, yawing tiredly. ''Do you need help?'' Pops wasn't surprised by Robin's voice, he could already sense she was there. Thanks to his Terminator hearing. ''No,'' He replied. ''I'm fine.'' Pops gently picked up his little girl. And slowly approached Robin.
''Get some rest,'' He whispered. ''You need it after just giving birth.'' Robin rolled her eyes, but smiled down at the baby girl in Pop's arms. ''Goodnight sweetheart. I love you.'' Robin kissed Prue's head and began to leave when Pop's voice stopped her.
''Hey, what about me?'' He protested, something that he had learned. Which Robin found irritating. With an eye roll she walked up and kissed him. Pops smiled and kissed back. Before they separated. ''Love you too, Pops.''
And with that Robin left the room. Leaving both father and Daughter alone.
Pops rocked his sleeping Daughter, Prue , bundled in the blue hand-knitted blanket provided by Sarah. It was the first night his family was home together. He should be tired; but the anxiety had never depleted from his system. And besides he was a terminator so he really didn't need sleep. Once Robin went into labor Pops was anxious. Nothing could prepare him for the birth of his own child.
A couple of nights ago before the whole John Connor incident , Pops was drowning his anxiety with avoiding Robin . He feared that she would die in childbirth; it was known in this world that women giving birth had a chance of dying due to the intrusive amount of labor pains and time it took to bear a child. But luckily Kyle was there to ease him just a bit.
Flashback 10 days ago.
Kyle strolled into The nersery, spotting Pops , looking out the window. Kyle strutted up to Pops, gently patting the man's back, feeling the muscles of the Terminator tense. Kyle knew he had gained the attention of the Terminator . Kyle was about to speak until Pops spoke first.
"What if she dies, Kyle Reese ?" Pops eyed the cribe . Pops sighed, feeling the warmth of Kyle's body standing next to him.
"It's every man's fear. Trust me, I was scared there was a chance of losing Sarah when she first gave birth to Josh . The anxiety didn't go away when Josh was born despite all the shit that was happening with John. I had to remember to focus on Sarah, being there for her." Kyle reassured him.
"When I first heard Sarah was pregnant with Josh, I heard the stories of women not surviving the birth. But remember Pops, we are in a world where women have a higher chance of survival in childbirth, and Robin is a fighter she'll be ok.'' Kyle smiled.
Hoping his words calmed down his friend and father-in-law, he gripped a small necklace in the air towards Pops.
"This is for you. To give to you're child. You will be a wonderful father and you are part of this amazing family." Kyle winked at Pops, receiving a smug smirk from the Terminator.
Pops took the small gift and placed it upon the small desk. Before giving Kyle a nod. ''Thank you, Kyle.'' He smiled. Kyle smiled and nodded. ''Go to Robin'' He whispered. ''She needs you now.''
End of Flashback...
Pops smiled at the memory. A soft whimper brought Pops out of his thoughts as Prue started to fuss within her blanket. Prue''s fuss turned to a full on wail. Brown eyes focused on the clock upon the changing table, realizing it could be Prue's feeding time. Pops was torn whether or not to wake Robin but he knew she had to feed Prue .
While carrying their daughter out of her nursery, Pops held tightly to the bundled Prue walking steadily into the master bedroom. He walked in to find Robin sitting up, slumped against the headboard.
"It's about time you brought her in here," she spoke in her sleep-deprived voice.
"Sorry, Robin. If we had a bottle prepared, I would have fed her and let you sleep longer." Pops sat on the edge of the bed, which squeaked as his body weight pushed the edging down. Cradling Prue's head in his hand, he gently placed Prue in the hold of her mother.
Robin smiled as she felt the material of the blanket scratch upon her forearms. And smiled as Pops started to sooth the child,
"Shh, Prue. I know, I know. You're so hungry." Pops cooed as Robin adjusted her top exposing her breast, bringing Prue up closer. She felt a simple tug on her nipple as her Daughter began to feed.
Pops watched in fascination as the mother of his child looked lovingly at their child feeding.
He never imagined he would be so lucky to have a wonderful family, a loving Daughter and a beautiful woman. His smile brightened and he moved his body closer, placing his right hand on the back of Prue's head, rubbing his thumb back and forth.