Love # 2

Disclaimer - status same as chapter one. Sigh.

He had called. One of the other wives had stopped by. But not even an armed robbery with hostages was a good enough reason in Madeline's opinion. She knew it was illogical and unreasonable. But it was her right to think that.

Henry Spencer was a cop. He was a good cop and everyone said it. Even the people who got mad at him – and there were plenty of them – said Henry was a good police officer.

And he was her husband. She loved him and she knew, in his own emotionally closed off way, that he loved her. So if he loved her, really loved her, he should have been with her today. Henry should have been by Madeline's side as she gave birth to their son. But no, he was once more the hero of the hour, saving some teenage girl from a stoner who decided to rob the coffee shop across from the police station.

She wanted to run up to him, as fast as her aching body would allow, and scream at him for missing their son's birth. She really wanted to make his body ache as badly as her own – they really don't give enough meds out on the maternity floor – so that if she were ever insane enough to let him get her pregnant again, he wouldn't miss the delivery. She wanted to take that – sniff – lovely bouquet of peach roses – her favorite – and smash him over the head with them.

But Madeline could only watch Henry in fascination. The look on his face as his stood at the nursery window, watching their son, was one of pure, rapturous love. She had never seen so much love directed at one person before; would not have believed Henry Spencer capable of it. But there it was. Madeline knew Henry. She could have – ok, maybe she already had, it wasn't like Henry knew she had written an article about him for a psychology journal. And a piece of her was jealous of the love their son would never truly be aware of. She knew Henry would never show that kind of love to their child as he grew. He rarely showed love to her either.

Yet as she stood there, fascinated, as Henry watched Shawn – ok, he was right, Shawn was a better name than David – Madeline knew that love at first sight existed. Henry Spencer loved his son.

A/N - Everyone - except Shawn - knows Henry loves his son, in his own strange way. Madeline knows this has been true since day one. She was there. And I figured if they can use Madeline/Maddie for Cybil Shepard's character, I can keep making Moonlighting jokes.