Vic managed to push himself up to sitting just as Noah loomed over him and deposited Sophie in his lap. Which was so not an appropriate spot for a baby under the circumstances, so he quickly lifted her and cradled her carefully in the crook of one arm.
"Hey, baby girl," he murmured, rocking just a little and watching Noah's retreating back as he headed into the bathroom with the bottle. "You need to shush and let us get back to sleep, or I just might turn into a homicidal maniac."