RP: What the hell was that?
Date: 10 July 2006 Characters: Miles, Daphne, baby Location: Bletchley Manor Private/Public: Private Rating: TBA Warnings: so, so, oblivious Miles... Summary: So this newly minted Miles is getting used to Daphne's pregnancy, but he's not at all prepared when the baby starts to kick him.
Miles was literally sleeping like a baby. He was well content, and each night he curled up with Daphne, his hand protectively against her slowly swelling belly.
He had to admit (but certainly not aloud), that she was looking more and more beautiful with each passing day of the pregnancy. The knowledge of a daughter slowly growing there was more amazing than any magic, and Miles had been mesmerised. In a moment of deep thought, he realised that this baby was something he'd love unconditionally, right from the moment he knew about her. He loved Liam too, and Nigel, but he'd only grown to love them over time.
As for Daphne... He hadn't actually said that he'd loved her (well, not since they'd had that little talk), but with the fact that their bond practically made them share emotions, well - he just considered it was a given.
But as he cuddled lay close to Daphne, his body curled up close to hers, he was woken by a sudden sharp jolt under his hand. His eyes were instantly open, dragged out of the deepest of sleep by the feeling, and then he felt it again.
"Oh Merlin!" he said, loud enough to wake Daphne. "What the hell is wrong with the baby?" He was frightened, and wasn't sure if this meant the baby was coming early, or something. But Daphne was only halfway gone - this was FAR too early. He sat up, startled to wakefulness as he tried to alert Daphne to the danger.