This story was inspired by a post I saw on tumblr of Will and Addison, just like my other story, the MacKenzie case. This story is the third in a group of stories I'm writing about Will/Addison. It's set after TGW s03e13 and after PPP s05e10. It will likely continue to somewhat continue the TGW story line, but part two of this story will continue before TGW e14 (have you seen the promos? EXCITED). All Addie/Will this chapter, but Willicia shippers, breathe and be patient, your time is coming. Now read away! I really do hope you enjoy it and pretty please tell me what you think! I LOVE to get feedback.

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Oh, and the disclaimer: I own nothing, absolutely nothing. The characters etc are not mine.

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Will ran through the doors of the hospital, his shirt buttons done up unevenly, his hair messy and his socks unmatching. His breath was rough as it huffed out of his throat, his heart was hammering and sweat had pooled on his back.

He slammed his hands down on the reception desk. "Addison Montgomery," he heaved. "Addison Adrianne Forbes Montgomery."

"Do you know when she came in?" the brunette asked him. She was so young. What did she know about anything?

"I don't know. Not longer ago. They called me, they said she was here. I need to find her."

Charlotte saw him there when she raced around the corner. He looked a mess. Maybe he did really care for Addison.

"You looking for Addison?"

"Yes," he sighed, relieved to see someone he knew. "Do you know where she is? What happened?"

"Follow me," she said.

He did what the blonde woman said, he didn't even bother to search his brain for his name. What had happened to Addison? Amelia had called him, at least, he thought that's who'd called. She hadn't said much.

"What happened?" Charlotte saw the begging in his eyes, the same begging a puppy gave when he was desperate for food.

But when he saw Addison through the window, he didn't care about anything else. He didn't care about what happened, he only cared about her.

"Addison," he sighed, rushing in to her side. Amelia sat on the other, holding her hand, Jake was in the corner. He wondered where Sam was, but only for a split second. Her grasped her hand and smiled weakly when she looked up at him.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she murmured, her voice tired and raspy.

"Oh baby," he sighed, bringing himself down to his knees so that her hand was level with his lips, he grasped it in his and kissed it tenderly.

"I'm fine," she said again, looking at him and holding back the tears the wanted to come. She'd gotten what she wanted, she should be happy, but seeing the concern in his eyes had her heart ripping.

Jake walked to Amelia and squeezed her shoulder, they both already knew, it was Addison's job to tell Will. It was a private conversation that they had no business in,

"We'll leave you two alone," Jake said.

Amelia's eyes turned to him, she obviously didn't want to leave, but she knew she had to. Once out in the hall, she turned to him. "Will she be able to…"

"Maybe," Jake told her, looking through the window as Addison held Will's hands.

"Addison," he said seriously. "What's wrong?"

The tears came then, she couldn't stop them, they streamed down her cheeks. Will's grip tightened on her hands. She wished he wouldn't be so kind, wouldn't be so loving.

"I don… I don't know how to say it," she sighed.

"Just tell me," he said softly. Did she not know that he would judge? That he loved her and cared for her?

"I'm pregnant," she said, warm tears spilling.

His warm smile didn't do anything to help. "Your pregnant! That's great!"

Addison ran her tongue over her rough, dry lips. Was it? It was what she'd always wanted. But did she?

"Will," she said softly. "It's your's."

It was then that Will noticed the worry in her eyes. The tears were because of him. She was worried he would want it, she was worried he would leave her, that this baby would jeopardize their friendship.

"Addison," he murmured, a smile still no his face. "This baby is yours. If you want me to be it's father, I will. I won't leave you high and dry Addison. But this baby is yours. If you were to ask me for a sperm donation, I would give it to you, this is the same thing, just because it was conceived through sex, doesn't mean you have to have me involved in this child's life. I'm fine with just being the fun uncle."

She looked at him, no really emotion showing on her face. She didn't say anything.

"Addison, I love you. And I'll support you if you want it. But this baby, this child inside you, it's yours."

A smile curved onto her beautiful face. "Will, I'm pregnant."

"Your pregnant," he smiled back, reaching to plant a congratulatory kiss on her lips.

"You're sure?"

"About what?" he asked.

"About not wanting to be this baby's dad."

He drew his eyebrows together, he didn't quite know how to say it. No, he didn't, but that didn't mean that he wasn't happy for her, happy that she was going to be a mom, and happy that he could help. "That makes it seem horrible. I'll be this baby's dad if you want, I'll love it. But I'll forget all about it being mine, and when it's old enough to ask questions, you can say I gave you a sperm donation."

Addison didn't know how to feel. She knew from the look in his eyes that he was happy about it, and she knew he didn't want to be the dad. Somehow, she managed to get that he would still love her like he did no matter what she decided. She was going to be a mom to a fatherless baby, but the man that fathered him or her would still love it. He just wouldn't be the father.

"Sure?"

"Absolutely sure. So sure I'll write up a contract and sign it."

"No," she said, using his hand that held hers to pull herself up to a seat. "No contract. But thank you."

"No thank you required. I enjoyed the process."

She gave him a push and pouted those gorgeous lips of hers. She no longer looked fragile, but full of life. Will cupped the back of her neck and gave her a long, lingering kiss.

Through the window, Amelia gave Addie the thumbs up, just as Pete and Sam raced down the hall. She could see the worry in Sam's eyes and felt a pang of guilt, knowing what he was about to find out. It was not going to be easy.

Jake stopped them, then knocked gently on the door, breaking the two apart.

Addison saw the eyes of her friends and tried not to notice. She was fine, she was absolutely fine. Amelia smile told her that at least one of them understood that.

"What happened?" Pete asked.

"She fainted," Jake answered.

"What caused it?" Sam asked, studying Addison lying in the hospital bed. He tried not to let his emotions show on his face.

When Jake looked at Addison, she smiled. "I'm pregnant!"

"Congratulations!" Pete said, rushing forward to hug her.

She almost didn't see the pain on Sam's face, but she did and it had tears wanting to pour again. She tried to ignore it, but the tears broke through despite it. She put on a smile and tried to put them across as tears of joy.

When Pete stepped back Amelia stepped forward. "I didn't get to do this when I found out!" Her arms wrapped tight around Addie and squeezed, kissing her friend's tearstained cheek. She let go then talked to her belly. "I'm going to be your favorite aunty."

Addison laughed and looked up to Will. His smile was wide and covered his whole face.

She was going to be a mom!