AN:/: HI! So this is the next little Bechloe instalment for y'all. This is dedicated to Fabberittana99-03 as it's kind of what she requested. I hope it's sort of what you were expecting :) ENJOOOOOYYYY :D

BPOV

"Okay Beale, I'm out! You guys all good for a couple hours?" I wait by the door, trying to hold my smile as a 4 year old Robyn runs from her room right across in front of me absolutely starkers.

"Momma! I'm Naked!" She giggles as I reach out and tickle her tiny belly. She squeals and turns to run into the living room before I catch her and lift her to blow raspberries on her stomach.

"I see that. Where's mommy you naked monster?" as I ask I see Chloe come out of Robyn's room holding a pair of tiny yellow panties and a green summer dress, I raise one eyebrow at her smirking. Her eyes roll as she drops the dress over our daughter's head, pulling her arms through as she squirms in my arms. I set her down and she runs off into the house somewhere.

"We'll be fine. You know, we've been here before. This isn't my first rodeo." She kisses me on the cheek then starts to nudge me towards the door. "Go. Have fun with your side boy. Bring him back here for dinner, you hogged him last time and I haven't seen him forever." We laugh as we hear a small voice shout "YAY! CONNOR'S COMING" from somewhere in the living room.

"I'm gonna tell him you said that 'Hey Connor, Chloe totally gave us the okay, quick we should elope before she changes her mind'" I narrowly dodge the had that swings for my arm, calling a "Bye awesome nerds" over my shoulder, hearing the responding "Bye Momma!" and Chloe's indignant "Stop calling our daughter a nerd!" as I close the door. I chuckle to myself before pulling out of our driveway and heading to meet my nephew.

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Rounding the corner into our lounge I see Robyn intently colouring a picture of olaf a very vibrant shade of orange. "So Doodle-bug, how are we feeling about underwear today?" I hold out the yellow panties but she doesn't even look up before responding.

"I don't know mommy. Are you wearing und-le-wears today?" She turns to me, one eyebrow raised, looks me up and down then goes straight back to colouring. My eyes narrow as I take a deep breath. It happened ONE time. I made the mistake of leaving Beca in charge of doing the laundry and found after a few days that I had no clean underwear left. Of course she heard me shout to Beca that I had no panties to wear and found it absolutely hilarious. It took us two weeks to get her to stop telling everyone "Mommy's got no panties on!" Safe to say Beca was never left in charge of laundry again. Although the look on my mother's face at Robyn's proclamation had almost been worth it.

"Honey, we've been through this. Mommy always underwear. Now get you little tush over here and put these on before I count to 5." I see her eyes roll and her shoulders go as she sighs, but she does as she's told. Sometimes I can see way too much of Beca in our baby girl. Once she's fully dressed and wearing shoes we head out to the park for a mommy daughter day of fun. We feed the ducks and enjoy a nice picnic together before walking round the little outdoor aquarium and finally sitting on a bench to watch the squirrels chase each other up and down the trees.

It was as I we were watching said squirrels that Robyn decided it would be fun to try and climb after them. She thought climbing trees was great fun and had done it so many times with her cousin's at her Gram's house. What she neglected to realise however was that the trees at Gram's house were considerably smaller, and whilst she was very good at climbing up, her cousins always helped her down.

"Mommy! Look at me! I'm like the squirrels!" The sound of excitement in my little girl's voice had me looking round with a huge smile on my face. The smile slowly dropped as I couldn't see only to be replaced by absolute terror as I heard "Silly mommy, look up! In the trees!"

"OH MY GOD ROBYN! How in the hell did you get up that high?! Oh My God!" I saw her eyes go wide as she started to lean forward to tell me off for my naughty word, only she didn't get chance. The branch she was leaning on snapped and all I could do as she was propelled to the floor in front of me was scream her name. I couldn't believe it. I could see from my frantic check of her small body that her arm was broken, her landing had knocked the wind out of her and she was certainly going to have a few grazes and bruises. The most worrying thing was her unconscious state. I didn't even realise there were people around me until I heard another parent say that she'd called an ambulance. Before I knew it she was being loaded onto a stretcher and into the back of an ambulance. It was times like this I was glad to be a paediatrician at the local hospital, I knew exactly what to tell the paramedics and I knew that my baby would get the best treatment available to her when we made it to the ER. I shot a quick text to Beca letting her know we were headed to the ER and that she would be fine.

An hour later we were just awaiting the precautionary CT scan results. Robyn had come around in the ambulance and was able to answer all the questions the adults around her had asked. It was as I was just finishing drawing a tiny ladybug like my tattoo on her cast that Beca came charging into the room clearly panicked. "What the hell happened? Is she going to be okay? Oh My God Chloe, how did this happen? You said they were running tests! What's wrong with our baby?" Seeing my tiny badass wife so panicked and on the verge of tears was utterly heartbraking.

"Bec, she's gonna be fine. She was climbing a tree when the branch snapped and she fell. She broke her arm but it was clean so she won't need any surgery. Just 6 weeks in a cast and she'll be fine. They did a CT scan but she says her head doesn't hurt and with the way she's been chatting the ears off the nurses we're seriously doubting she has a concussion. Kids are resilient. She's okay."

After hearing her baby was going to be fine Beca's panic very quickly changed into anger. I didn't even see the punch coming until it collided with my upper arm. "OW! What was that for?"

"A TEXT?! Dude! Our daughter is in the ER and you send me a TEXT?! You couldn't take two minutes to call me? Seriously? What is wrong with you?!" My shoulders sag as I pull a shaking Beca in for a hug. "I know. I'm sorry. I should have called. I was running along next to Robyn and I wanted to be fast so she wouldn't be alone at all. It's a crap excuse but it's the truth. I knew she was going to be okay so I thought a text would do. I forget how worried people get." I feel Beca nod into my shoulder as she starts to calm down.

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Their little moment is interrupted by Robyn's happy voice. "Momma, will you draw a doodle-bug on my cast? Mommy didn't know what they look like." It's said with an eye roll that has both women laughing. "For serious? She doesn't?" Beca smirks at a pouting Chloe. "Of course I can bug. Where do you want it?" She points to the spot just above her thumb and Beca quickly draws a little cartoon bug with curly antennae and a huge smile on it's little round head. "See mommy? That's a doodle bug." her tone implies that she thinks everyone should know what a doodle bug looks like.

It doesn't take long for the doctor to give them the all clear and they're picking up pizza for dinner and heading home. Beca ends up carrying Robyn to her bed a little while later as she's fallen asleep at the table. Chloe finds her a half hour later just stood in their daughter's room watching her sleep. "I was so scared today Chlo. Connor had to calm me down in the middle of the guitar store, said he wasn't going to let me drive in that state. I know he meant well but all I could picture was our baby girl lying in a hospital bed crying for her momma and I wasn't there. What if it'd been really bad Chloe? What if it had been life threatening? I wasn't there! What would she think if she was seriously injured and I wasn't even around. What if-"

"Hey. You can't think like that. She's fine. He was upset at first when she woke up but she calmed down really quick. She knew you were coming. Our baby is loved and she knows it. She knows you would never leave her alone for long. If something happens she knows we would drop everything to be there for her. She knows Bec. You can't think like that. You can't do the 'what ifs'. You'll drive yourself crazy with worry and you'll never let her do anything. Look at her. She's asleep. She's here. She's fine."

She took Beca's hand and led her from the room, closing the door behind them. She led them to the couch, sitting down and pulling her wife into a hug, both so comfortable they drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

AN: As is quite often the case, the ending sucks but ah well. I hope it was okay. If there are any more requests or prompts then leave them in a review and I'll try to do as many of them as I can :)