Should you come upon some time for prompts or feel like answering one, a Hindsight one came to me: Robin describes their child from the sonogram to Regina and Roland eavesdrops because he wants to know what the baby will look like too!
So I strayed a bit from your prompt, but I hope you like the result. :) This is dedicated to you, dear nonnie, and my precious friend @repellomuggletum15 who requested more Hindsight for her birthday–back in February. Sorry for the delay! I can only hope it was worth the wait. :)
“Oh my God.”
The hitch in his breathing stilled her heart, and she squeezed his hand, needing to know exactly what he was seeing.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, cursing her blindness a million ways at once as her hand moved to the top of her growing belly. She shifted on the table, hating the crunch of paper rustling beneath her. “Is the baby–?”
“Beautiful,” Robin interrupted, his tone as raspy as his beard. “Our baby is beautiful, Regina.”
He drew her hand to his lips, and she sighed at the familiar texture now damp with fresh tears.
“Tell me,” she breathed. “Please.”
Her mind sought images denied her, filling itself with expectation and wonder to the point that she almost couldn’t breathe.