Ficlet: Baby, What a Big Surprise (GH, Robin/Patrick, Lana Verse)
Title: Baby, What a Big Surprise
Author: empressearwig
Prompt: 28 - Baby
Pairing/Character(s): Robin, Patrick, Lana, Robin/Patrick
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The only one that belongs to me is Lana Drake.
Word Count: 808
Spoilers/Warnings: It's all AU.
Summary: I'm six, not stupid.
Author's Notes: Written for theechochorus.
The front door flew open, and Lana came running through, as she called out, “Sarah, I’m home!” She dropped her backpack next to the door, and looked around the living room for her nanny.
Robin’s head popped out from the kitchen. “Hey sweetie, how was school?”
“Mommy?” Lana’s nose crinkled in confusion. “What are you doing home?”
“Actually, both your father and I are home.” Robin emerged from the kitchen and bent down to give Lana a huge. “We wanted to talk to you about something.”
Lana’s face grew worried. “Am I in trouble?”
Robin laughed. “No, you’re not.” She nudged Lana in the direction of Patrick’s office. “Why don’t you bring your father in here, and we’ll get it over with.”
“Okay,” Lana said hesitantly, as she walked towards the office. She still thought she was in trouble.
Robin watched her walk away, and went back into the kitchen to grab some cookies. She hoped that would make the news go down easier.
*
When Robin came back into the living room, she found Lana and Patrick on the couch, Lana in his lap.
At the sight of the cookies, Lana’s face lit up. “Are those chocolate chip?” she asked eagerly.
“I don’t know, would chocolate chip be your favorite by any chance?” Robin teased, setting the plate of cookies down on the coffee table. She sank down onto the couch next to Lana and Patrick.
Lana leaned forward in Patrick’s lap to grab a cookie. Hand over the plate, she looked back at her mother. “Can I have one?”
“May you,” Robin corrected. “And yes, you may. I brought them for your snack.”
Lana grabbed a cookie and was about to bit in when a suspicious expression crossed her face. “Are you sure I’m not in trouble?”
“I know your mother always brings me cookies when I’m in trouble,” Patrick remarked dryly.
Robin hit him light on the arm. She turned to Lana, “I promise, you’re not in trouble. We just want to tell you something.”
Satisfied, Lana sat back against Patrick’s chest. “So what is it?” she asked, taking a bite of her cookie.
Robin and Patrick stared at each other over her head. When Patrick blinked first, he bit back a curse and shifted Lana on his lap slightly so he could look at her.
“How would you feel about having another kid around?” he asked tentatively.
Lana frowned. “You mean to visit?”
“No, to live,” Patrick clarified, looking at Robin helplessly.
Her frown deepened. “I don’t understand.”
Patrick shrugged his shoulders at Robin, clearly giving up.
Robin sighed and turned to look at Lana directly. “Sweetie, what your Daddy was trying to tell you is that Mommy is going to have a baby.” At Lana’s blank stare, Robin continued, “You know, a little brother or sister, like Jake is Cam’s brother or Molly is Kristina’s sister.”
“Oh,” Lana said. She looked back and forth between her parents nervous faces. “Was that what you wanted to tell me?”
“Yes,” Robin said slowly.
“I already knew that,” Lana said matter-of-factly.
Robin and Patrick’s jaws dropped.
Lana looked back and forth between them once more. “Mommy, Dadddy?”
“You already knew?” Patrick managed, after being poked by Robin.
“Yes.” Lana shrugged her shoulders. “I’m six, not stupid.”
“Don’t say stupid,” Robin admonished, finally finding her voice. She narrowed her eyes at her daughter. “How exactly did you find out?”
Lana shrugged again. “Kristina told me. I asked her why you were throwing up all the time and crying a lot and always hungry. She said you were having a baby.” She looked at her parents again. “Mommy, when is the baby getting here? And I want a sister, not a brother.”
“In about six months,” Robin choked out. “You know, if you’re worried about me, you should always ask me or Daddy, not Kristina, okay?”
“Okay,” Lana replied, nodding her head. “Can I go play now?”
“Homework first, then you can play,” Patrick replied.
“Daddy!” she protested, face sliding into a pout.
“You know the rules,” Patrick said, lifting her off his lap and onto her feet.
Lana made a face. “Fine.” She headed back to the door to pick up her backpack.
Her parents watched her cross the room, and head for the stairs. When she reached the foot of the staircase, she turned back around to face them. “A sister, okay?” She repeated.
“We’ll see what we can do,” Robin said dryly. “Go do your homework.”
Lana trudged up the stairs, and Robin and Patrick collapsed against the back of the couch, Patrick wrapping an arm around Robin’s shoulders.
They were silent for a long moment.
“You know we’re totally screwed when there are two of them, right?” Patrick finally said, looking over at Robin.
“Totally screwed,” Robin agreed, leaning her head against his shoulder.
Author: empressearwig
Prompt: 28 - Baby
Pairing/Character(s): Robin, Patrick, Lana, Robin/Patrick
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The only one that belongs to me is Lana Drake.
Word Count: 808
Spoilers/Warnings: It's all AU.
Summary: I'm six, not stupid.
Author's Notes: Written for theechochorus.
The front door flew open, and Lana came running through, as she called out, “Sarah, I’m home!” She dropped her backpack next to the door, and looked around the living room for her nanny.
Robin’s head popped out from the kitchen. “Hey sweetie, how was school?”
“Mommy?” Lana’s nose crinkled in confusion. “What are you doing home?”
“Actually, both your father and I are home.” Robin emerged from the kitchen and bent down to give Lana a huge. “We wanted to talk to you about something.”
Lana’s face grew worried. “Am I in trouble?”
Robin laughed. “No, you’re not.” She nudged Lana in the direction of Patrick’s office. “Why don’t you bring your father in here, and we’ll get it over with.”
“Okay,” Lana said hesitantly, as she walked towards the office. She still thought she was in trouble.
Robin watched her walk away, and went back into the kitchen to grab some cookies. She hoped that would make the news go down easier.
*
When Robin came back into the living room, she found Lana and Patrick on the couch, Lana in his lap.
At the sight of the cookies, Lana’s face lit up. “Are those chocolate chip?” she asked eagerly.
“I don’t know, would chocolate chip be your favorite by any chance?” Robin teased, setting the plate of cookies down on the coffee table. She sank down onto the couch next to Lana and Patrick.
Lana leaned forward in Patrick’s lap to grab a cookie. Hand over the plate, she looked back at her mother. “Can I have one?”
“May you,” Robin corrected. “And yes, you may. I brought them for your snack.”
Lana grabbed a cookie and was about to bit in when a suspicious expression crossed her face. “Are you sure I’m not in trouble?”
“I know your mother always brings me cookies when I’m in trouble,” Patrick remarked dryly.
Robin hit him light on the arm. She turned to Lana, “I promise, you’re not in trouble. We just want to tell you something.”
Satisfied, Lana sat back against Patrick’s chest. “So what is it?” she asked, taking a bite of her cookie.
Robin and Patrick stared at each other over her head. When Patrick blinked first, he bit back a curse and shifted Lana on his lap slightly so he could look at her.
“How would you feel about having another kid around?” he asked tentatively.
Lana frowned. “You mean to visit?”
“No, to live,” Patrick clarified, looking at Robin helplessly.
Her frown deepened. “I don’t understand.”
Patrick shrugged his shoulders at Robin, clearly giving up.
Robin sighed and turned to look at Lana directly. “Sweetie, what your Daddy was trying to tell you is that Mommy is going to have a baby.” At Lana’s blank stare, Robin continued, “You know, a little brother or sister, like Jake is Cam’s brother or Molly is Kristina’s sister.”
“Oh,” Lana said. She looked back and forth between her parents nervous faces. “Was that what you wanted to tell me?”
“Yes,” Robin said slowly.
“I already knew that,” Lana said matter-of-factly.
Robin and Patrick’s jaws dropped.
Lana looked back and forth between them once more. “Mommy, Dadddy?”
“You already knew?” Patrick managed, after being poked by Robin.
“Yes.” Lana shrugged her shoulders. “I’m six, not stupid.”
“Don’t say stupid,” Robin admonished, finally finding her voice. She narrowed her eyes at her daughter. “How exactly did you find out?”
Lana shrugged again. “Kristina told me. I asked her why you were throwing up all the time and crying a lot and always hungry. She said you were having a baby.” She looked at her parents again. “Mommy, when is the baby getting here? And I want a sister, not a brother.”
“In about six months,” Robin choked out. “You know, if you’re worried about me, you should always ask me or Daddy, not Kristina, okay?”
“Okay,” Lana replied, nodding her head. “Can I go play now?”
“Homework first, then you can play,” Patrick replied.
“Daddy!” she protested, face sliding into a pout.
“You know the rules,” Patrick said, lifting her off his lap and onto her feet.
Lana made a face. “Fine.” She headed back to the door to pick up her backpack.
Her parents watched her cross the room, and head for the stairs. When she reached the foot of the staircase, she turned back around to face them. “A sister, okay?” She repeated.
“We’ll see what we can do,” Robin said dryly. “Go do your homework.”
Lana trudged up the stairs, and Robin and Patrick collapsed against the back of the couch, Patrick wrapping an arm around Robin’s shoulders.
They were silent for a long moment.
“You know we’re totally screwed when there are two of them, right?” Patrick finally said, looking over at Robin.
“Totally screwed,” Robin agreed, leaning her head against his shoulder.