Fic: The Three Bears, Part II

Sep 02, 2012 01:51

Title: The Three Bears, Part II
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Rating: T
Words: 452
Summary: A continuation of the first part. Still exhausted, Artie and Vanessa still have their hands full of baby.
Notes: Written for self_preserving, prompt was Artie/Vanessa, baby talk. Quite impressed with the actual giving of baby!fic when baby!fic is asked for. :P

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When Vanessa wakes, she's lying on the sofa, Artie's jacket balled up under her head and one of Leena's afghans across her legs. Artie paces with the bundled infant, whispering random facts such as the effect of an artifact on the Battle of Waterloo, and how Napolean failed even before he started. His voice is low and gentle as he bounces the infant slightly, and Vanessa notices how at ease he appears.

She wonders if life had ever dealt Artie Nielsen a do-over if he would choose differently. The warehouse has never been an easy career path, and from what she knows of James MacPherson, knows he was one of the few Artie trusted completely. Though she knows Artie trusts her a great deal, there are still some things he's guarded about.

"You're supposed to be sleeping," Artie says, raising an eyebrow. Vanessa sits up, the afghan shifting as she holds her arms out.

"My turn."

As Artie sets the baby in her arms, Vanessa adjusts, noticing how he seems to shush the baby as it makes a noise. She mimics the bouncing, and the baby gurgles.

"You're a natural," he says, smiling. "As if there was ever any doubt." He slides down next to her. "And she tends to agree."

"Oh she does, does she? Well, I think she's been buttered up." Vanessa coos at the baby as Artie leans back against the sofa, shoulders slumped while pushing his glasses up to rub his eyes. It really has been a longer day than either of them expected.

"We need to get to the Warehouse, see if the others have found anything."

"Why? We both know you'll glue yourself to your computer, and not have any more answers than we both have right now." Vanessa leans back, shifting the baby to lie horizontal on her chest. She pulls the blanket away and sets it to the side, thinking it's kinda annoying to deal with.

"Yeah-" Artie sighs, putting his head on Vanessa's shoulder and while reaching out to stroke along the baby's back. Vanessa's heart can't help but expand as the baby's eyes close.

"Why don't you both get some more sleep? I'm not going anywhere, I'll take this watch."

"Sure?" With her nod, he lies down, putting his head on her right thigh. "Wake me up when Pete and Myka get back, will ya?"

"Back?"

"Knowing those two, they came, they saw, they left for fear of being discovered. Myka's postulating all kinds of theories and/or plans while Pete, well, I saw some cookies in the kitchen earlier. There's no doubt where those have gone-" His voice drifts off.

Vanessa looks down. Both Artie and baby are fast asleep.

Part Three

fic: warehouse 13, for dall with love

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