Emily woke him at four in the morning to tell him it wasn't time yet.
She was sitting up against the headboard with both hands under her belly and a careful, listening look on her face, breathing slow through her nose and Eren went from dead asleep to sitting bolt upright with his heart slamming in about half a second.
"Is it - are you -" His words were cut..
"It's the practice kind." She kept her breathing even. "Not the real kind. It comes and goes. My mother told me about these. The body rehearses before the show." She managed a small tired smile in the dark. "Go back to sleep. I just didn't want you waking up to me making a face and thinking the worst."
*The body rehearses. Great. Nobody's rehearsing the father..*
