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For many reasons Amy’s decided the fifth month is her favorite month of pregnancy.
Her hair and nails look great, the baby’s started kicking which is possibly both the best and weirdest feeling in the world, and she finally, fi-na-lly has energy again. Until a couple of weeks ago Amy was up every night puking her guts out, which meant every day she was utterly spent. Add in that she wasn’t allowed caffeine, and well, she’s honestly impressed she only fell asleep at her desk once.
But it’s been fifteen glorious days since Amy last threw up, which means she’s actually been sleeping through the night for a little over two weeks now. And with that added sleep has come a whole new wave of energy. Take today for example. It’s only 4:00pm and already she’s cleaned the kitchen, updated her pregnancy binder, and put up the latest decorations she and Jake bought for the nursery. She’s just putting up the last of the items (a photo of her and Jake the day they found out she was pregnant) when she hears the door to the apartment swing open.
“Babe?”
“In here,” Amy calls, not taking her eye off the frame. She moves it a little further to the left, centering it beside an adorable teddy bear she’d received from one of her sisters-in-law last week. She hears the familiar scuffle and squeaking and can’t help but smile to herself. Jake has been leaving work early when they weren’t on the same shifts for the past month, and dammit if it wasn’t the sweetest thing ever. Sometimes he even brings her snacks.
See, month five is the best.
The squeaks stop just outside the room, transitioning to a soft thud as he steps onto the carpet.
“You’ve been busy,” Jake murmurs as he wraps his arms around her middle. The moment his hands reach her belly Amy can feel the familiar little pops and swells as the baby reacts to his touch. The fact that their baby can already recognize is enough to make her heart dissolve inside her chest. She cranes her neck to plant a gentle kiss on his cheek.
“You like it?”
Jake grins into her shoulder, his eyes shifting up to look at the newly decorated wall.
“It looks great,” he says, kissing the nape of her neck. He cocks his head as he studies her handiwork. “Is the bear new? I don’t remember buying it.”
Amy nods as she grabs the bear off the shelf. It’s golden brown and super fluffy with a bow wrapped around its neck. Upon closer inspection, she can’t help but feel like she’s seen it before.
“Elena gave it to us when I got lunch with her last Thursday. She said Bella had one just like it.”
“Oh cool,” Jake says with a nod. “Is it just me or does that bear look weirdly familiar?”
Amy whips around to face him. “Right?! I was thinking the same thing! Where could we have seen it before?”
“At one of the baby stores, maybe?”
“No, I don’t think –” Amy’s cut off by a gasp loud enough to wake the dead.
“AMES.”
Jake removes one of his hands from her stomach as he grabs the bear with such force Amy’s taken aback. Her brain immediately goes into panic mode.
“What is it? What’s wrong?”
She looks up to see Jake eyeing the bear, not with fear or disgust, but with excitement. Jake’s eyes keep flicking from Amy to the bear and back to Amy.
“Don’t you see it?”
“See what, Jake? It’s a teddy bear.”
Jake brings the bear up in front of his face.
“It’s Fuzzy Cuddle Bear!” he exclaims from behind the toy.
Amy raises her eyebrows. She has no idea what he’s talking about. “Fuzzy what now?”
He pops his head out to the side. “Fuzzy Cuddle Bear. The nanny cam that solved that electronic store break-in back in, what, ‘13?”
“Oh right!” Amy remembers now – it was one of their fastest solves as a team, having picked up the perps less than three hours after the call came in. Unfortunately, it had been all because of Jake. Amy instinctively crosses her arms. “I hated you and that bear so much.”
“Aw come on, Ames, how could you hate this gorgeous face?”
“True, I could never hate Fuzzy, he’s too cute,” Amy replies, playfully narrowing her eyes.
“She has a point you know, I do have a boyish charm you could only dream of,” Jake says in his gruff fake-cop voice before pretending to be offended by the very words he’d just spoken aloud. “How could you, Fuzz? We’re supposed to be a team.”
“A team of detectives, yes. But when it comes to the ladies I work best alone.”
Just like the first time they met Fuzzy, Amy can’t help but smirk at Jake’s ridiculous antics. But unlike last time, they’re married now which means she can also push the bear over and kiss Jake to shut him up.
“You’re pretty cute too, I guess,” she teases as she pulls away. She lowers her voice. “Just don’t tell Fuzzy I told you that. He can get a little jealous.”
“Oh I wouldn’t dare,” Jake replies, tossing the bear aside before wrapping his arms around Amy’s waist and kissing her again. This kiss is deeper, hungrier, and Amy can tell exactly where it’s headed (hint: it’s Sexy Town) (Again, the fifth month is the BEST. MONTH.). He creates a trail of kisses from her mouth and jaw down to her neck, eliciting a contented sigh from Amy. “This’ll be our little secret.”
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A half hour later, when Jake and Amy are curled up in bed and sharing a bag of gummy bears (he did buy her snacks, the angel), Amy can’t help but let out a giggle.
“What?” Jake asks, cocking his head.
“It’s just,” she starts, pausing to finish chewing. “Sometimes I still can’t believe we’re here.”
Jake props his head onto his shoulder. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, when we caught those robbers and met Fuzzy Cuddle Bear, we were still just partners. We were a good team, of course –”
“The best.”
“Hell yeah, the best,” Amy agrees with a nod. “But that was it. Now we’re working on separate floors, we’re freaking married, and we’ve got this little one coming soon.” She runs her hand over her now-naked belly before looking up at Jake. “I just never would’ve seen this coming, you know?”
Jake gives her the softest smile.
“Definitely not,” he murmurs before planting a kiss on the tip of her nose. Amy flutters her eyes closed, relishing his gentle touch.
“I’ve never been more happily surprised in my life.”