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Sweet Child of Mine

Chapter 11: My Girl

"Shit, Alex, wake up," Addison said, gently shaking Alex awake.

Alex sat straight up, a concerned look on his face. "Addison, are you okay? What's up?"

"We have to go to the hospital; I'm in labor."

"Seriously?" Alex asked, as he hurried to get dressed.

"Seriously," Addison groaned, as she felt a contraction hit.

"I'm going to be a father," Alex said with a smile. The smile was quickly replaced with a look of panic, "Holy shit, I'm going to be a father," he repeated, his breathing becoming slightly constricted. "Ad-Addison, I, I don't know if I can do this. I mean, what if, what if I'm not a good father?"

"Alex," Addison said sharply, "you've had nine months to prepare for this – now is really not the best time for you to be having this little freak out."

"Not true," Alex protested. "I've only had eight months, one week, and five days, minus the time that-"

"Are you really going to argue with me over this, right now? Do you really think this is the best use of our time?" Addison asked him exasperatedly.

"No, no, of course not. You're right," Alex admitted as he began to compose himself. "I'm good, seriously, I'm all good now. I'm sorry for freaking out," he apologized, pulling Addison into his arms and kissing her softly on the lips. "I'm good now, I swear," he promised her. He dropped to his knees and gently placed a kiss on Addison's stomach. "I'm sorry for freaking out, Baby Girl," he whispered. "I can't wait to meet you." Then, meeting Addison's eyes and giving her his most reassuring smile, he said softly, "Okay, I'm ready for this; are you?"

"Yeah," Addison smiled. "Call Stephanie and let her know we're on our way. I'm just going to put on a little make-up and I'll be ready to go."

"Wait, what?" Alex asked, trying to conceal a chuckle.

"Call Stephanie," Addison repeated.

"Yeah, I got that part," Alex smirked. "What I don't get is why you need to put make-up on to give birth."

"Alex," Addison pleaded.

"Addison, you've delivered hundreds, maybe even thousands of babies…you know that no one's going to be judging you on your appearance."

"Alex, in the time that we've spent arguing, I could have applied foundation and blush," Addison shot back.

"Addison," Alex chided, not sure whether to be amused or annoyed.

"It won't take long," Addison promised. "I'll go for a subtle look."

"What does that even mean?" Alex asked, confusion lacing his features.

"Come on, Alex, you lived with women; you never read any of your roommates' magazines."

"Okay, so I've glanced at the occasional issue of Cosmopolitan, but it's not like I read them extensively," Alex confessed.

"Very cute," Addison smiled. "Okay, so there are different types of looks that you can go for when you apply make-up," Addison explained before Alex could protest more. "A daytime look, which is more subtle, a nighttime look, which is more dramatic and takes more time, a"

"Addison," Alex interrupted, "I'm pretty sure that none of your girly magazines offer tips on how to achieve an 'I'm about to give birth' look."

"Well, it may not be phrased in those exact terms," Addison admitted, "but I'll have you know, in the time we've spent arguing, I could have applied eyeliner and mascara."

"Fine," Alex grumbled. "I'll call Stephanie. You put on make-up, not that you even need it. Just remember how nice I'm being to you right now in a couple of hours, okay?"

Ten minutes later, Alex returned to his and Addison's bedroom. "Stephanie's gonna meet us at the hospital," he said, but quickly realized that he was talking to nobody. Addison wasn't in their bedroom or in the bathroom attached to it. "Addison?" Alex called out nervously. "Addison?" he repeated, as he made his way out into the hall. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Addison standing in the baby's room. "Hey, you ready to go?" he asked, lacing his fingers through hers.

"Yeah," Addison said. "It's crazy, though…the next time we're in here, we'll have our daughter with us."

Alex smiled.

"You think she'll like it?" Addison asked, gesturing towards the nursery.

Alex took in the room and smiled. It had taken them several months and countless arguments, but they finally agreed on a purple nursery with an elegant dark mahogany crib and matching furniture. With Addison's impeccable taste and flair for accessorizing, it looked like a nursery straight out of one of those high-end catalogs. "Addison, this is honestly the most amazing nursery I've ever seen. She's gonna love it," Alex reassured his girlfriend. "But we really should get you to the hospital."

"Okay," Addison acquiesced, turning off the light and shutting the door to the nursery. "Let's go meet our daughter."

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Several hours later:

"She's even more perfect than I thought she'd be," Addison said softly.

"She's amazing," Alex agreed. "You were seriously amazing too, by the way," he complimented.

Addison smiled. "Thanks. You know, I've seen a lot of babies over the years, but I honestly think she's the cutest baby I've ever seen."

"No contest," Alex grinned. "I still can't get over how perfect she is."

They remained silent for a while, both completely enamored by their newborn daughter, until Alex finally broke the silence. "Hey, why don't I go share the good news with everyone," he suggested. "It looks like you two could use a little girl time."

Addison nodded as she watched Alex's retreating form. Turning her attention back to the baby in her arms, she smiled. "You really are perfect, aren't you?" she said softly. "You know, I've wanted a baby for such a long time, but you…you were worth the wait. I've never done this before…I've never been someone's mother…and I'm sure I'll make lots of mistakes. But I promise you, I'm going to try to be the best mother I can for you." Addison smiled as she adjusted the little pink hat on her daughter's head. "But, you know what," she said softly, "I think we're gonna be okay. Yeah. You, me, and your dad…we're gonna do just fine."

"Teaching her the difference between daytime makeup and nighttime makeup already?" Alex teased as he reentered the hospital room.

"Just telling her how much we love her," Addison smiled, as she placed her daughter into Alex's extended arms.

"I don't think I'll ever get over how cute she is," Alex said, smiling at his daughter adoringly.

"I know," Addison agreed, smiling at the sight of Alex cradling their daughter against his chest. Fatherhood definitely looked good on him.

"So do you two have a named picked out for her?" Stephanie asked as she entered the room.

Addison nodded. "Peyton. Peyton Elizabeth."

"That's nice," Stephanie complimented. "And Montgomery-Karev for the last name, right?"

Alex and Addison both nodded. "Actually, I was thinking," Addison began.

"Why don't I give you two a minute," Stephanie said, stepping out of the room.

Addison waited for Stephanie to leave before continuing. "I know when we were discussing names, I said I didn't want to pass on Forbes to our daughter, you know, because Bizzy and I weren't really close, and I didn't want our daughter to have a million names like I do. But, I don't know, in a way, Bizzy was the one who made me realize that I needed to go after the things I want, and I really want to instill that in our daughter. I know that adding Forbes is going to make her name ridiculously long, and she'll probably hate us for it, but I don't know, a part of me really wants to do it. What do you think? Bad idea?"

"Let's add Forbes," Alex said softly. "You and I both know that nothing is worse than missing an opportunity that could change your life…and I really want Peyton to go after the things she wants too. So let's add Forbes."

"And the ridiculously long name?" Addison asked skeptically.

Alex smiled as he looked down at his daughter in his arms and shrugged, "Look at her. She's adorable; she'll be able to pull it off."