I don't own EoA. This is a birthday fic for my friend Soha. Happy 14th Soha, I hope you have a great day filled with a lot of cake and gifts.

Elena snuck out of bed careful not to wake her husband. It was July thirty-first, his birthday and she needed to make it special. They had been married for about seven and half months and had roughly a month and half old son Miguel Raul together. Elena smiled thinking about her two boys as she walked down to the kitchen.

"Elena, you fought off evil so many times and gave birth to a nine pound baby, you can bake your husband a cake for his birthday," she whispered to herself getting out the ingredients for tres leches cake.

"Ok, what is the difference between condensed milk and evaporated milk?" Elena asked herself reading the recipe.

"I don't need this recipe, I can just can eyeball it," she whispered dumping flour into a mixing bowl. She dumped in all the other ingredients in and mixed all up until it was stiff. She poured into a cake pan and through it into the oven. She sat down on a chair.

"Elena wake up something is burning," Gabe yelled shaking Elena up.

"Crap, Mateo's cake," Elena yelled pulling the burnt cake out of the oven.

"No, no, no, Mateo's cake is ruin," Elena panicked.

"Elena, calm down, let me see if I can bake a new cake for him. If there is no more ingredients I can go to my parents' bakery and buy him cake," Gabe said trying to calm the Queen down.

"Waterfalls, baby jaquins, Miguel's laughs, Mateo's eyes and smile," Elena whispered to herself trying to calm down. Elena started to clean up her mess while Gabe used the left over ingredients to try to bake a new make.

"Elena, Mi reina, what are you doing?" A sleepy voice asked walking into the kitchen. It was Mateo holding a screaming Miguel who walked into the kitchen.

"Feliz cumplea?eros, mi amor," Elena said walking over to her husband kissing him on the lips and taking their son from his arms.

"Trying to bake best hubby and papi a cake for his birthday," Elena whispered in a flirtatious tone. Mateo looked across the kitchen to see Gabe trying to put the new cake in the oven but spilling it all over himself.

"I guess Gabe was trying to help? Mi amor, I don't need a cake for my birthday. All I want is to sleep in and snuggle with beautiful wife and sweet son. That's all I want. Also for Miguel not to poop, pee or spit up on me. But want I really want is to send time just the three of us," Mateo said kissing Elena.

"You two go up and snuggle I'll clean up for the birthday boy," Gabe said wiping batter off his pants.

"Thanks Gabe."

Elena smiled at her husband as she finished nursing their son. Relaxing in bed was so much easier than baking a cake. Mateo yawned putting an arm around her.

"Mi viva, this is the best birthday gift ever just spending time with you and our little one," Mateo whispered smiling.

"So I should never bake you a cake again?" Elena asked jokely

"Will it is my birthday and I don't want to die on it," Mateo teased. Elena laughed and kissed the birthday boy on the lips.