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Author:
ajsrandom
Title: Feeding
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Merlin/Morgana
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana
Summary: Baby Ellie wakes for a late feeding.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 186
Prompt: 453, Midnight
Author's Notes: :)
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“What time is it?” Merlin whispered.
“It’s just after midnight,” Morgana replied.
“Is it your turn or my turn?”
“It’s definitely your turn.”
Merlin rolled out of bed. “I’m surprised she slept this long.”
“Me too.”
“All right,” said Merlin, opening the door, “I’ll be back sometime. Don’t wait up for me.”
“As if I would. But good luck.”
“Thanks.” And he was gone, headed to the kitchen.
After Merlin made and warmed the bottle, he headed for the nursery, where he changed Ellie’s nappy. Once that was done, he eased into the rocking chair and began feeding her. One of her tiny hands grasped his little finger, and he marveled again at how perfectly formed she was. Once she finished the bottle, he brought her to his shoulder to burp her. That being done, he rocked her until she fell asleep again.
After he laid her carefully in her bassinet, he stood over her for a moment. It was amazing how like Morgana she was, but also, strangely, like him. He whispered “goodnight” and headed back to bed. Tired, yes, but strangely content as well.
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Title: Feeding
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Merlin/Morgana
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana
Summary: Baby Ellie wakes for a late feeding.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 186
Prompt: 453, Midnight
Author's Notes: :)
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“What time is it?” Merlin whispered.
“It’s just after midnight,” Morgana replied.
“Is it your turn or my turn?”
“It’s definitely your turn.”
Merlin rolled out of bed. “I’m surprised she slept this long.”
“Me too.”
“All right,” said Merlin, opening the door, “I’ll be back sometime. Don’t wait up for me.”
“As if I would. But good luck.”
“Thanks.” And he was gone, headed to the kitchen.
After Merlin made and warmed the bottle, he headed for the nursery, where he changed Ellie’s nappy. Once that was done, he eased into the rocking chair and began feeding her. One of her tiny hands grasped his little finger, and he marveled again at how perfectly formed she was. Once she finished the bottle, he brought her to his shoulder to burp her. That being done, he rocked her until she fell asleep again.
After he laid her carefully in her bassinet, he stood over her for a moment. It was amazing how like Morgana she was, but also, strangely, like him. He whispered “goodnight” and headed back to bed. Tired, yes, but strangely content as well.