*this ones short too. I don't know why they are all short. Anyone have a Wesley Crusher idea? I've really drawn a blank on those and I haven't written one in forever.*

You felt a sharp patter in your stomach. You were about four and a half months pregnant and the baby had never kicked before. Alarmed, you sat up. This was your first time being pregnant, so you didn't know what anything would feel like.

"Leonard. Leonard!" You say, shaking your husband next to you.

"Ugh, Y/N, what's happening?" He asked, groggily sitting up. You were wide awake and alert, feeling the weird  kicking in your stomach.

"The baby is kicking, the baby is kicking!" You say, your voice getting louder. Your eyes were excited, looking for the excitement in Leonard.

"Oh, that's normal." Leonard sighed, laying back down. You sighed with disappointment before Leonard shot up. "WHAT?!" He yelled, his hand instantly shooting onto your stomach.

"Woah." You say, laying back down from surprise.

"Did I scare you? I'm sorry." Leonard said, his hand still on your stomach. "This is my favorite thing."

"Mine too. I love it." You say, holding his hand on your stomach. The baby continued to kick, making you a little uncomfortable.

"I'm going to lay here tonight." Leonard said, moving his head down by your stomach. Your arm held onto the back of his head, the soft hair in your fingers.

"A little weird, but okay." You say, laughing.

"I love you." Leonard whispered looking up at you. "I love you." He muttered to your stomach.

Personally you weren't a big fan of when that happened, you thought it was weird. Leonard was different.

"We love you." You say, still laughing at what he was doing.