shimmerandsing | Small surprises.

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Small surprises.

Alison didn't like it when her husband wasn't home. There were a variety of reasons for it, but the main reason was because he wasn't with her when he was gone. She had spent most of the day in a funk, waiting for Longshot and Asuka to return home from a clan mission. She couldn't complain too much when he was sent away. The jonin knew Alison was pregnant and somewhat clingy where her husband was concerned. So, if he had been called away, it was probably very important.

She still missed him, though.

So, she spent most of the day in her music room. Her single had done remarkably well since its release and now she was looking to find more good material to record. She had almost an album's worth already.

She was taking a break from working, having a sandwich for lunch in the kitchen, when she saw the glowy orange light from John's arrival. She hoped Lisa was with him. The girl had not been in her room this morning and that had worried Alison, too.

"Hi, guys!" She called. "Come have some lunch with me."

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Alison smiled and leaned down to scoop him up and pull him into her lap. She squeezed and snuggled him affectionately.

"You are so sweet. No wonder I love you sooooo much." She rocked him lightly in her arms and kissed the top of his head. "Thank you for saving your wedding ring, sweetheart. I'm very happy to see it. But, I'm very, very happy to see you."

Longshot cuddled up to Ali. He always liked this best. There was no place safer to be that in Ali's arms. She would save him from old Irish ladies screaming about naked little boys and chasing him with pants.

"I love you, too," he said as he put his arms around her. He laid his head on her chest. "Sing me something? Maybe the babies will hear it, too."

"I'll bet they do hear it. All my books say babies like to hear their parents voices." She smiled and hugged him again. So small and sweet. She would have two of these precious, wiggly bundles very soon. She couldn't wait!

When he was settled comfortably, Alison sat back with her back leaning against the wall. She rubbed his back in soft circles as she sang one of the lullabies she had been learning to sing to their children.

"Goodie." He snuggled in good and waited. He may have snuggled in too good because he couldn't help yawning and having his eyes drift shut. He was warm and comfy. He had the world's most soothing sound to listen to.

He had a rough day with being zapped younger, wandering the Nexus, and trying to get more cookies. It wouldn't be bad to keep his eyes closed for a minute or two...

Alison continued singing softly until his breathing slowed and evened out. Poor thing. She could imagine how long a day it had been for him.

She continued humming as she got carefully to her feet and carried him up one more flight of stairs to their bedroom. And since she needed all the naps she could get lately, she didn't bother putting him down.

She stretched out on her back, holding him against her chest and wiggled around until she was comfortable. The light blanket she kept handy for the odd chills she had been getting was small enough and light enough to cover them up to Longshot's chin.

Once they were settled, her eyes fluttered shut and she drifted off to sleep.

Longshot didn't know how long he had been asleep, but it was long enough that the room had changed and the wrinkles in Alison's shirt were imprinted on his cheek. He blinked around blearily. Oooh. Bedroom. He would jump on the bed in a bit.

Now, he had a mission. He carefully scooted down Ali's body until his head was level with her belly. He now had the blanket well over his head, too. He put his ear to her belly to try to hear the babies.

When he didn't hear anything, he put his mouth near her belly. "Hello?" he whispered. "Are there babies in there? Say hi."

He put his ear back to Ali's belly.

Something was... off. Alison came slowly awake with the puzzling feeling that the world around her was monumentally different in some way. She laid still as she tried to clear the fog in her brain and figure out what was going on.

It hit her when she heard whispers and felt the slight weight against her belly. She looked down and smiled at the blanket covered lump at her waistline.

She stayed still and quiet, letting Longshot talk to their babies all he wanted. She hoped that impulse would remain with him once he was returned to his adult self.

After a big of nothing but one gurgle, he tried whispering again. "It's okay to be shy. Ali's sleeeeeeeeeping. Just know Mommy and Daddy love you."

He put his ear against Ali's belly again.

A fine twitch started at the corner of her lips. She was going to laugh in a minute and her cover would be blown. Too bad. Listening to him talk to their babies made her happy.

Even if he was only three feet tall.

"Hmm." He pressed his ear a little harder against Ali's belly. "Is that you guys or Ali's lunch?"

That did it. She started to laugh. Awww. He was so ridiculously cute. He was always cute, but somehow it was magnified when he was so small.

"I don't think they can talk yet, sweetheart." She chuckled and patted his blanket covered head gently. "You'll be able to feel them move in a few weeks, though."

It was a good thing that the blanket covered his head. Longshot pouted. He almost had something there! He crawled back up Ali's body and flopped back down on her chest. He was not being as careful as he had been going down, so the blanket moved up with him.

"I'll bet they can hear you, though." She giggled softly and pulled the blanket down off his head. She smiled at him and brushed his hair back.

"Bet if we could see them, they'd be waving at you. Just like on the video. Remember?"

"Think so?" He looked up at her. He blinked once. His pout disappeared.

"I 'member." He grabbed one of Ali's hands and began playing with her fingers. He poked at her fingernails. He pressed his tiny fingertip to hers. He pinched at the webbing between her index and thumb.

"I definitely think so." She smiled and winked at him.

She was glad he remembered the doctors visits. She wasn't sure, with his change, how much of his adult life he remembered. It seemed like he remembered it all, but was understanding it through a four year old's perspective.

Her husband was never dull.

"Whatcha doing, sweetheart?" She wiggled her fingers at him.

"Playin'," he answered before giggling at the wiggly fingers. "Tryin' to figure out how your hand seemed to fit in mine. It's big!"

He rolled onto his back. There was this neat pillow he could use.It squished and moved with his head.

He pulled her hand over and pressed it against his chest. This was safe and warm.

"Maybe it's magic?" She chuckled softly and watched him squirm around. She winced a little as his head squished her breasts around in interesting ways.

Then he settled and she smiled again. When he pressed her hand to his chest, she smiled wider. Awwww.

She patted his chest lightly. "Happy and comfy?"

"Maybe. Just like the POOF! that made me tiny?" He looked down and watched the blanket move as he wiggled his toes.

"Yep!" He was still for all of a minute before he shifted again. "Ali, I gotta pee."

"Maybe so. Anything is possible." She drummed her fingertips on his chest gently. His tiny, wiggling toes were so darn cute.

Oh. Hmmm. "Okay, sweetheart." She sat up and tossed the blanket aside.

This would be interesting. She put him down on the floor and stood up herself, heading for the bathroom. Was he even tall enough to reach?

Longshot padded along behind Ali. He glanced around the room. Everything still seemed to big to him. He scratched his leg and remembered he had to pee, so he hurried up.

He peered around Ali at the toilet. That shoulda been shorter. Though he could still make it in the bowl, he thought.

He looked up at Ali. "Big bafroom."

"Hmmm. Yeah. It wasn't so big yesterday, huh?" She chuckled and looked down at him, thoughtfully.

Well, a little trial and error was in order, she supposed. She bent down and grabbed him around the waist. She picked up up and held him close to the toilet.

"Okay?"

"Yeep!" He kicked his feet a little at being picked up. He had never peed from the air before!

"Got me good?" Being dropped in mid-pee did not appeal to him. He would also make a mess, which would get him into trouble and make him cry.

His hand went to the zipper as he waited for her answer.

"I would never let my best guy fall." Alison chuckled softly and made sure to have a good hold on him. She wouldn't drop him intentionally, but the little one was a bit on the squirmy side.

"Go ahead."

"Okay!" He pulled his zipper down and fished himself out. He watched a nice arc right into the center of the bowl. Though his feet did go back so he had a toe-hold on the fabric of Ali's jeans. Pee on his toes would be icky.

Once he was done, he did a little shake he had learned some somewhere. "All done!"

And he had only slopped a little toward the end.

"Good job," she chuckled softly. The little bit of mess wasn't anything to worry about. She could clean it up a bit later.

She turned and took him to the sink. She turned on the water and handed him the soap. "Wash up and we'll go downstairs and have a snack. What do you think? I'm hungry."

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