Perfection

Chapter One

Author's Note: This is my first ever OC fanfic, and it may not be perfect (haha, pun not intended) at first, but please stick with the story because I'll improve!

Disclaimer: I do not own the OC (though it would be nice if I did). I just own my memories of it, and this story.

Ryan Atwood stared at perfection that was his new baby daughter, enthralled. She was utterly perfect. He could do nothing but stare at her; her teeny tiny fingernails, her long, slender fingers, the small, thin wisps of auburn hair on her scalp, the long eyelashes, the tiny eyes that had yet to open, the ruby red lips, the perfect button nose. She looked just like her mother. She was perfect.

"Tay, she's amazing." He breathed.

"I know." His wife whispered. "She looks just like her daddy."

Ryan laughed. "I was just thinking that she looks exactly like you."

Taylor and Ryan both stared at each other for a moment, their eyes completely transfixed on each other. Ryan smiled at his beautiful wife, so in debt to her for having given him such a perfect, healthy, gorgeous baby.

"I love you." He whispered.

Taylor smiled. "I know. I love you, too."

"Mrs. Atwood?" A nurse knocked on the door and entered, interrupting Ryan and Taylor from their moment. "Hi. Congratulations to the both of you." She said, entering the room. I'm sorry, Mrs. Atwood, but we're going to have to move you from the labor ward now. It's been a few hours, and there's another mother coming in just a few minutes…." She trailed off.

Just a few hours? Taylor thought to herself. Wow. It felt like she'd known her little baby forever.

"So, Mrs. Atwood," the nurse continued, "I'll help you into this wheelchair and we'll take you up to your new room."
"And what about our daughter?" Ryan spoke up. Our daughter. That sounded so good, that finally, this little baby was theirs, all theirs.

"She'll be taken to the maternity ward with all the other babies. Your wife needs to rest, Mr. Atwood."She busied herself with the wheelchair, turning her back to the new family, obviously to give them some time together.

Ryan got up from his chair beside the bed and gave his daughter a light kiss on the forehead. She was sleeping so soundly. He knew he'd never forget holding her for the first time, laying his eyes on her for the first time. He leaned over Taylor and kissed her on the lips. "I love you." He whispered, and she squeezed his hand tightly.

"I love you too, Ry." She breathed.

Ryan understood the nurse wanted him to leave Taylor alone for a bit so she could rest, but didn't she see that Ryan didn't want to be away from Taylor, that it hurt him, even if it was just for an hour or so? Taylor was his true love; he'd never loved or would never love anyone more than her – except for his new baby girl.

"Don't worry, Tay. I'll just go call the Cohens to tell them our news – our amazing news – and I'll be back to you in a little while. Don't worry. I love you, Tay."

"I love you too, Ryan." She smiled, and reluctantly let go of her daughter and released her to the nurse. Ryan blew his daughter a kiss and let the room.

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Ryan entered his wife's new hospital room an hour later, having gotten directions from a helpful nurse. He was holding a vase of yellow flowers and a 'Congratulations!' balloon. He smiled at Taylor, who was sleeping. He set his flowers down on the dresser and the balloon as well, and looked at Taylor. Her eyes opened, though he'd done his best to keep her sleeping.

"Come here, Ryan." She patted her bed and moved over to one side. "Come on!"

"Are you sure you've got enough room?" Ryan asked, looking concerned. Taylor nodded. Ryan lay down next to his wife and put his arm around her shoulders. She leaned her head against his shoulder, and he kissed her on the forehead.

"I'm proud of you." He whispered.

"For what?"

"For this." He gestured to the room, the empty cot beside the bed that would hold the baby when she returned.

She murmured something, but by the time she was finished speaking she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

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Author's Note: I'm sorry it was so short; I have the next chapter written but with the two of them together it would have been too long, so I stopped it here. Please review, but no flaming or complaints about my story; if you have some constructive criticism, I'll use it to the best of my ability. Thanks for reading, and please bookmark this story!