Summary:

Shane looked down at Anya. She was very still. Very calm. Just resting her head there. Like she belonged there. Like she was guarding something. Something important. A tiny, fragile realization settled into Shane's mind. "She knows," he murmured. Ilya frowned. "What?" Shane swallowed. "I think she knows." Ilya stepped closer, confusion giving way to curiosity. "Knows what?" Shane hesitated before placing one hand lightly over the spot where Anya's head rested. Over his stomach. Over the place where— Something. Someone. Was beginning. His voice softened. "I think she can tell there's a baby." Or Anya is Shane’s Rock throughout his pregnancy and absolutely adores their baby once she arrives.