Prompt: Amy is pregnant and sheldon feel the baby kick or they are building the crib.

Amy studied the multitude of beech pieces and tiny screws currently invading her living room and coffee table. Then she looked at Sheldon, busy in disposing them.

"Are you sure it's such a good idea to assemble the crib here? I am not sure it's going to fit through the door. I am not sure I'm gonna fit it." She added, resting one hand over her fast growing seven-month belly.

Sheldon carefully aligned the last nut. "The handbook says it's 29 ⅞ inches wide, and our bedroom's door frame is 31 ½ inches."

"It barely fits it."

"Yes." Sheldon admitted. "But here at least we have space to assemble it. There's not enough space in the bedroom, we hardly have anywhere to place it."

He handed her the instructions. "Now, let's check if we have all the pieces."

"Sundvik" Amy read out loud. "Wait… it's the only word in the whole thing!"

"Pictograms allow the manufacturer to avoid to print out instructions in the various languages, and they can be understood by anyone. Even the most illiterate person can get it." He explained enthusiastically to her.

Amy continued to flip through the pages. She had a doctorate, and still the images looked pretty cryptic to her.

"Eight long screws." Sheldon counted and nodded. "Four shorter with the trimmed point."

He stared at her a little longer. "All here… they have a name though."

Amy raised an eyebrow. "It is?"

Sheldon looked away. "I… I just don't remember it right now."

Amy giggled, but then stopped almost immediately once she realized the next one would be even worse.

"Eight… tiny grooved- these things here." She said pointing to the picture.

"... six, seven… Oh no! One is missing!"

"How's that possible? Maybe it rolled out the table?"

Amy tried to check around her, as Sheldon was already crawling in front of the couch. "I swear I aligned it with the others, it must be- Ouch!"

He had hit his head against the edge of the table. He raised his hand to massage the sore spot, and immediately screamed in horror.

"No no no!" He cried, hurrying to the other side to the table in the desperate attempt to stop the last of the metal components from falling.

He looked up to Amy in seek of comfort. "Most of them are on the floor now." Sheldon whined.

"Sheldon, maybe we should ask for help. Look, even Mr. Ikea says so!" Amy showed the handbook again, pointing to the figure of two happy workers opposite to the one of a sad, lone one.

"You are helping me already."

"Sure. A huge, graceless whale that can barely stand is so helpful in collecting tiny pieces from the ground."

Sheldon sighed. He stood on his knees and got closer to Amy.

"First of all, you are a really beautiful whale." He said, causing Amy to smile. "And second, I will be the one building the crib for my child, just like my father and his father before."

He bent and place a soft kiss over Amy's belly. "Hey kiddo." He whispered to it. "It probably will take a while because of some minor inconvenience, but daddy is building your crib with mommy's help."

Amy immediately felt the baby reacting with a firm little kick. Instinctively she brought her hand where it hit, as Sheldon joined her with his own.

"You know, we should try teach her Morse code."

Amy shook her head and chuckled. "You can't do that!"

"Are you sure?" Sheldon urged. "Then how can I be sure she understands what I'm telling her?"

"Babies can perceive and recognize voices outside the womb from about the thirtiethweek. So yes, she most likely won't understand word by word, but she may be already able to understand her father is talking."

Sheldon's eyes sparkled. He returned his head close to Amy's bump.

"Your mommy says you can hear me. As I was saying, we're building your crib. We're gonna do whatever it takes for you, kiddo."

The baby's reaction didn't take long, as both felt it moving below their hands.

Sheldon gulped. "Oh my. She hears me." His voice was now softer. "She really hears me!"

Amy moved her hand over Sheldon's, and lightly squeezed it. Sheldon returned the blissful smile she had given him, gently rested his head on her belly, and raised his arms to hug her.

"I can't wait for this little one to come." He muttered.

It wasn't the first time Sheldon hugged her and their baby like that. Still, she found herself fighting back happy tears. Apparently Sheldon always had a way to surprise and overwhelm her with love, and the little thing in her belly was already the luckiest one in the world.

"Can we stay here a little longer? She's still talking to me."

Amy nodded and joined Sheldon in following their child's movements, as the crib and all its missing screws were temporarily forgotten.

A/N: Thank you all for all the support in these past weeks. Every review, follow or favorite truly makes my day better.
The biggest hug to my dear bigbangenthusiast, who once again helped me as beta reader.