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"It's a boy!" the doctor called out.
He handed the baby to a nurse after holding him up for Dinah and Artie to see. Now that Dinah had seen the baby, she could relax. The pain was almost gone. Dinah looked around and saw a nurse cleaning the baby across the room. It only took a moment before she wrapped the baby up and carried him over to lay him on Dinah's chest. He had dark hair and brown eyes. He was just looked at Dinah, and for a short time, all Dinah could feel was the desire to protect this little person. She picked him up and checked him over. She could feel Artie behind her. Dinah could feel the tear running down her face. She was so tired. And Artie seemed to notice because after a few minutes, Artie took the baby from Dinah. It was only a few seconds before Dinah drifted off to sleep.
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Artie was grinning ear to ear when Mrs. Frederic came in the room. She bent over the infant in Artie's arms and smiled at him. She then straightened and looked at Artie.
"Have you picked a name for him?"
Artie looked up from his sons face and looked at her for a moment before responding.
"Yes. Even though Dinah didn't want to know the baby's gender before birth, so we did discuss names. We picked the name Daniel."
Mrs. Frederic held her hands out for the baby. Artie seemed reluctant to hand him over, even to his boss and friend.
"Please. I do know how to hold babies."
Artie stared at her for a few more seconds before slowly setting the baby in her arms. Mrs. Frederic settled the baby in her arms and touched his hand, which quickly closed around her finger. She smiled at him and then handed him back to his father. Mrs. Frederic patted Artie on the shoulder and headed out into the hall.
Artie looked down at Dinah for a few minutes before he leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek. He looked at his son, who was sleeping quietly in his arms, and set him in the crib in the corner of the room. Artie tip toed out and shut the door behind him. He smiled at the two men standing guard outside the room. They didn't respond or look at him. Artie grinned and headed down the hall towards the elevators.
Artie pressed the button to go down and waited for the elevator. When the door finally opened, Artie stepped in and hit the button to go down. The elevator was running slowly, and Artie wondered if this was normal or not. After what felt like forever, the elevator doors opened and Artie hurried down the hall towards the cafeteria doors.
The doors to the cafeteria opened and Artie hurried in. He wanted to be back before Dinah woke. He grabbed a tray and a sandwich. A bottle of juice and a salad soon followed. He pushed his tray to the end of the line and paid for his food. As he was walking back to Dinah's room, he walked past the gift shop and ducked inside. He looked around for a moment before he settled on a large stuffed teddy bear with a rose in its paws. He picked it off the shelf, smiled at it, and stepped over to the register to pay for it. The woman behind the register smiled at Artie as she scanned it and told him how much it was. He winced at the price and handed her the money. Normally, Artie didn't like to spend a lot of money on one person; he made an exception as it was for Dinah. Artie got his change from the woman and headed for the elevator.
Again, the elevator crawled down to the floor Artie was on, and the doors almost seemed to scream in pain as the groaned open. Artie stuck the bear under an arm and stepped in. The door closed with a shuddering motion and slowly headed up. Artie wondered if the elevator was on its last legs and hoped it would make it up to the maternity floor.
When the doors finally opened on the maternity floor, it was no longer a quiet floor. Nurses and orderlies hurried everywhere. Doctors ran from room to room. Artie grabbed the arm of a nurse who ran past him.
"What is going on here?" His first hope was that whatever was going on had nothing to do with Dinah, but with the nurse's words, he realized that he was wrong.
"The woman with the bodyguards was taken and the guards were killed. The building is going on lockdown."
Artie hurried to Dinah's room, but the officer outside wouldn't let him in. A nurse nearby was holding Daniel. She checked his ID to make sure he was the father and guided him into a empty room. With all of the precautions they had set up, Artie had thought that MacPherson wouldn't be able to get in. He was crushed. Artie slumped in the chair next to the bed, and sat staring at the bed until the cries of his son jerked him rudely into reality. He cuddled Daniel, the cries slowing to silence. Artie knew Daniel would have to eat soon, but didn't know what to do about it. He sat in the room rocking his son until a police officer came in the room.
"ID please." The officer was nice, but brisk.
"Certainly." Artie balanced the baby on one arm and fished in his pocket for his wallet. He pulled it out and set it on the table. Using one hand, he flipped the wallet open and pulled out his ID. The officer looked at it for a moment before making a note in his notebook.
"You will need to wait here. A detective will be here in a moment to talk to you."
The officer left the room and silence reigned. After a few minutes, Daniel started crying again. Artie leaned Daniel over his arm and peaked down the back of the diaper. Nothing. The crying increased. Artie hurried over to the door. A nurse hurried by and Artie flagged her down.
"Can I get a bottle for him?" he asked, indicating the crying infant in his arms.
The nurse nodded and hurried off. She returned a few seconds later, a bottle in hand. Artie stuck the nipple in Daniel's mouth and the crying stopped immediately. All the Artie could hear was the sound of his son greedily sucking on the bottle.
After a few minutes, a detective came in. He asked for ID as well. Artie talked to the detective for several minutes as the baby fell asleep in his arms. When they were done, the detective thanked him and left. The only thing the detective was mystified about was that they had no idea how Dinah got out of the room. The cameras didn't show her leaving or anyone taking her, or anything that was big enough to carry her out. Artie wasn't mystified, he know what had happened to her. He knew that MacPherson had gotten her and he was going to get her back.
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