Loki woke up with sound of Oliver crying in his crib across the room.

"Wendy," Loki wispers.

"I'm getting up," She wispers back.

"What time is it?" Loki askes.

Wendy looks at the clock and replies "6:17a.m."

I swear Oliver never lets us sleep past six."

"I know Loki but he's a baby." replies wendy as she gets up to go to Olivers crib.

She picked him up handed him to Loki so she could fill up Olivers bottle.

Wendy walks in the kitchen fills up the bottle with milk.

When she gets to the door of the room she's greeted with sound of laughter. Wendy walks in and sees Loki tickling Oliver on the bed. She walks over hands the bottle to Oliver and gives Loki a quick peck on the lips.

"I love you." Wendy wispers to him.

I love you to." Loki says with a smile knowing he'll never get tired of hearing his wife say I love you to him. Knowing that he has never been more happier with his son and love of his life.