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Sweet Child of Mine

Chapter 10: She Will Be Loved

"Everything looks good…really good," Addison's OB, Dr. Stephanie Laurence, said as she ran the ultrasound transducer over Addison's abdomen, tilting the screen towards Alex and Addison so that they could get a better look.

Addison turned her attention away from the screen, and smiled at Alex, who was sitting beside her, gently rubbing her hand, his eyes glued to the image on the screen. "It still feels so weird being on this side of things," Addison laughed. "I'm so used to being the one giving the ultrasound."

Alex looked at her and smiled. "I know, I'm still trying to wrap my head around this," he admitted. "I mean, I knew we were having a baby, but hearing the heartbeat and actually being here for the ultrasound…it just makes things a million times more real."

"So, do want to find out the baby's sex today?" Dr. Laurence asked.

Alex and Addison both nodded.

Dr. Laurence smiled, "Okay." Then, turning to Addison, she asked, "Do you want to read it for yourself? After all, you are the best."

Addison smiled warmly at her colleague, "No, you should tell us. Right now, I'm not a doctor."

"Okay, well, let's take a look then," Dr. Laurence said. After a moment, she smiled. "Congratulations," she told them. "You're having a little girl."

"Seriously?" Addison asked.

"Seriously," Dr. Laurence responded. "Here, take a look," she said motioning towards the screen.

"I can't believe it," Alex said, smiling widely. "A little girl."

"Why don't I give you two a minute," Dr. Laurence smiled, as she stepped out of the room.

"Looks like we were right," Addison laughed, as she wiped the gel from her stomach. "I'm so excited to start shopping for her now."

"I, I don't even know what to say; we're having a girl," Alex grinned, before kissing Addison softly on the lips. It was meant to be a quick kiss, but both were so overcome with emotion that it quickly became deeper and more passionate. "Ad-Addison, what are you doing?" Alex asked in surprise when she began removing his shirt. "We can't do this here."

"Sure we can," Addison mumbled between kisses. "Quick, lock the door. We don't need Stephanie walking in on us."

"Addison," Alex tried to protest, as Addison began fumbling with his pants. "You know I never turn down sex with you and I'm definitely in the mood…but here?"

"Why not?" Addison asked innocently, as she removed her own top.

Alex felt his resolve begin to slip away but, still, he tried to fight giving in. "Do you know how many rules we'd be breaking?" he panted, while Addison began leaving trails of kisses down his body.

"Since when do either of us follow the rules?" Addison murmured against his lips. "Besides, this kind of stuff happens all the time."

"I'm pretty sure it doesn't," Alex chuckled.

"Well, it should," Addison insisted before crashing her lips against Alex's and letting her hands roam up and down his body.

"Okay, okay," Alex agreed, breathing heavily, eyes dark with desire. "This seems like as good a place as any."

"Good," Addison said with a triumphant smile. "Now lock the door."

xxxxx

2 months later:

"Karev, you made it!" Derek exclaimed as Alex walked into Joe's bar.

"Have a seat, man," Mark smiled. "We already bought your first drink."

"Awesome," Alex grinned. Callie was throwing Addison a baby shower that afternoon, so Mark and Derek told Alex that they wanted to take him out for a couple of drinks while the girls were doing their thing. A guys' version of a baby shower, they called it.

"Um, okay, so where's my drink?" Alex asked as his eyes scanned the bar area near Derek and Mark.

"Right next to me," Mark laughed.

"Um, dude, I'm pretty sure a chick's sitting next to you," Alex smirked. "Check out the cosmopolitan."

"Nope. That's your drink," Derek said innocently.

"What?" Alex asked in confusion.

"We told you this was a guys' version of a baby shower," Derek explained. "You honestly didn't think we were just gonna sit around and drink beer did you?"

"Oh, you did, didn't you?" Mark teased, as he took in Alex's dumbfound expression. "Sorry, Alex, that's not gonna happen. And since you're having a girl, what's more appropriate than a pink drink?"

"You guys are ridiculous," Alex said shaking his head. "Why aren't you drinking cosmos? Aren't we supposed to be celebrating together?"

"It' not our baby shower," Derek said simply, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.

"Right," Alex smirked, taking a picture of his pink drink on his phone and sending a text a sneakily as he could.

He wasn't sneaky enough. "Who are you texting a picture of your pink drink to?" Mark asked.

"Like you even need to ask," Derek laughed.

"Shut up," Alex shot back. "I thought Addison might like it," he mumbled.

"Oh, Karev, Karev, Karev," Mark chuckled. "Addison has you wrapped around her little finger."

"Whatever, dude," Alex retorted.

"Hey, that's all well and good," Derek chimed in. "Just know that as much as we've grown to like you, we're on Addison's side every time. So don't screw things up, and consider yourself warned."

"Fair enough," Alex said. "So, I didn't realize that the point of tonight was to threaten me. Shouldn't we be drinking or enjoying ourselves or something?"

"Alright, Karev," Derek agreed. "I'd like to make a toast," he said, raising his glass of scotch. "To Alex and Addison's baby girl."

"Here, here," Mark said, raising his own glass of scotch and clinking it against Derek and Alex's glasses.

"Thanks guys," Alex smiled, as he took a sip of his cosmopolitan. He had barely put his drink down when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

"Did Addison like the picture?" Mark asked with a smirk, as Alex pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Alex's eyes widened as he read Addison's text. "I'm sorry, guys," he began, "but it looks like one of you is gonna have to finish my pink drink for me. One of my patients, Annie, just went into labor; I have to meet Addison at the hospital."

"But wait," Derek cut it, "isn't Addison supposed to be at-"

"Her own baby shower," Alex finished. "Yeah. She just left it. Anyway, sorry I can't stay. Thanks for the drink," Alex said as he got up from his seat at the bar and made his way towards the door.

When he arrived at the hospital, Addison was already there consulting Annie's chart. "Hey," Alex smiled, leading Addison into an empty corridor and wrapping his arms around her.

"Cute drink," she smirked. "I'm sorry you couldn't stay and finish it."

"No you're not," Alex shot back. He knew how much Addison was missing martinis and red wine…almost as much as she was missing her high heels and sleek designer clothes.

"Okay, maybe I'm not," Addison admitted, lingering in Alex's embrace.

"So how was the baby shower?" Alex asked, bringing his hand to Addison's stomach and caressing it softly.

"Short," Addison answered. "I kind of feel like I'm being a bad mother already; I mean, who leaves their own baby shower? Addison asked.

"Hey, something came up. Nobody thinks you're a bad mother," Alex reassured her. "Why? Did anyone say anything about you checking out early?"

"No, of course not," Addison replied. "I think everyone was actually pretty relieved that things got cut short. I mean, my friends aren't exactly the baby shower type. Although, Yang did say it was the best baby shower she ever went to…you know, because it ended so quickly."

"Unsurprising," Alex smirked. "Hey, the baby's kicking like crazy," he grinned, as he continued running his hand over Addison's stomach.

"Yeah, she is," Addison agreed. "She's probably pissed at me for leaving the baby shower early; she's probably kicking me out of spite."

Alex chuckled.

"So you're sure that leaving my own baby shower doesn't make me a bad mother?" Addison asked.

"Definitely not," Alex chuckled. "You chose to help a scared young girl over staying at a party with your friends. If that makes you a bad parent, then I'm right there with you."

"Thanks," Addison smiled. "I kind of needed that. Let's go check on Annie."

xxxxx

"It's a boy," Alex announced, as cries filled the hospital room. "A healthy baby boy."

"You did awesome," Addison said softly to Annie, who was still tightly holding her hand. Addison and Alex had decided that, since the delivery was a relatively routine one, Alex would deliver the baby while Addison coached Annie through the birth.

"Do you want to hold him," Alex asked Annie, once the baby had been cleaned up.

Annie looked at Addison questioningly.

"It's your choice," Addison told her gently. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"I, I think I want to hold him," Annie said hesitantly.

"Okay," Alex smiled placing the baby in the young girl's arms. "Why don't we give you a couple of minutes," he said as he and Addison began to leave the room.

xxxxx

"How are you feeling?" Addison asked when she stepped back into Annie's room a few hours later.

"Sore…tired…drained," Annie answered.

"I can only imagine," Addison said. "I met your son's adoptive parents; they seem great."

"They are," Annie said emphatically. "They're really great. They've been trying to have a baby for years without any luck, so they'll really make Jacob feel loved. They're calling him Jacob."

"That's a nice name," Addison complimented.

"It's very Twilight-ish, and I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing," Annie said with a chuckle. "But, yeah, I like it. They let me choose his middle name."

"Really? What'd you choose?"

"Alexander," Annie said, turning a little red. "After Dr. Karev. What do you think?"

"I think we shouldn't tell Dr. Karev about this," Addison laughed. "He's already cocky enough." Then growing serious she added, "But Jacob Alexander does have a nice ring to it."

"Yeah," Annie smiled. "I like it."

"Wait, Jacob's adoptive parents'…their last name is Sawyer, right?" Addison asked.

"Yeah. Why?" Annie asked in confusion.

"Initials," Addison explained. "J.A.S is fine, but could you imagine if your son had my last name? J.A.M…not so good."

"Do people actually worry about that?" Annie asked.

Addison shrugged, "I do."

Annie laughed slightly, "Well, I guess Jacob won't have to worry about bad initials."

"Hey, he's already off to a good start," Addison smiled.

"He's gonna have a good life," Annie said confidently.

Addison nodded in agreement. "He's a lucky baby."

"Yeah," Annie smiled. "You know, your baby's gonna be really lucky too. You and Dr. Karev are gonna make amazing parents."

"Oh, Dr. Karev and I, we're, um," Addison stammered.

"You're together," Annie said simply.

"We, um…how did you know that?" Addison asked incredulously. Part of her was scolding herself for sharing details about her personal life with her patient, but another part of her was very curious. She and Alex were the picture of professionalism; how could Annie possibly know that they were a couple?

Annie shrugged, "I'm a fifteen-year-old girl. Relationships and stuff…that's what I do. It's like a sixth sense or something. And you two are much easier to read than the couples in my high school."

"Hey Annie," Alex said, peeking his head into the room, "your mom's out in the waiting room. She's been out there since you were first checked in. I think she'd really like to see you."

Annie shook her head.

"Why don't you give us a minute," Addison said softly, meeting Alex's eye.

"Okay," Alex nodded before disappearing into the hallway.

Annie sighed, "I know, I'm a horrible person. My mother drove me to the hospital today and offered to stay in here with me while I gave birth, but I didn't want her in here. I couldn't do that to her."

"What do you mean?" Addison asked gently.

"It's just, I let her down so much by getting pregnant, and I don't know how to act around her anymore. I mean, I was such a good kid and now I'm… I'm a huge let down. So making her stay in here with me while I gave birth would have just reminded her just how big of a disappointment I am."

"Annie, you're anything but a disappointment," Addison reassured her patient. "I mean, your mother probably didn't plan on you getting pregnant at fifteen, but things happen."

Annie shrugged, unconvinced. "I probably ruined any plans my mother ever had for me," Annie said dryly.

"You know," Addison began, "my mother always used to say, 'People plan and God laughs.' So, okay, your life may not have turned out exactly how your mother planned, but the important thing is that she's here now."

"She's gonna hate me. She's gonna be so mad," Annie said quietly.

"Your relationship with your mother might not be exactly what it was before you got pregnant," Addison admitted. "But trust me, it's a relationship worth fighting for. You have to trust me on this. You should really see her."

"Okay," Annie conceded. "But maybe we can just wait one more minute," she bargained.

"Okay," Addison laughed.

The two sat quietly for a moment before Addison broke the silence. "So," she began, "I've delivered enough babies during my career and read enough anatomical material to know that giving birth is excruciatingly painful. But this is going to be my first time actually giving birth, so…on a scale of one to ten, how painful is it?"

"One low, ten high?" Annie asked.

"Yeah."

"Eleven," Annie said simply. "Definitely eleven."

"Yeah," Addison said, sighing heavily, "I was afraid of that."