That's My Baby
Fin/Munch
PG-13-For Language and Sexual References
By Detective TS
Summary: After finding an abandoned baby near their home, John and Odafin take it in as their own. But after being outed at their precinct, can they handle the pressures of being gay fathers in a small minded world?
NOTE: The Song, "Zing Faygele Zing" is an actual Yiddish lullaby. The translation is at the bottom of the page.
John, and Robin were still at the precinct, celebrating with the gang at the surprise baby shower. "Okay, time to open presents!"
Olivia handed John a package. "Thanks, Liv." He opened it to find an adorable bib that said "I Love my Daddies", as well as a baby-sized shirt that said the same. "This is great! Where'd you find these?"
"Internet. You can buy anything there."
Elliot handed Fin a rather large package. They opened it to find a folded up playpen, and he added on a little mobile that had hand-drawn pictures on it. "My little girls made the mobile."
"Thanks, you guys!"
"Hey, what about me?" Dr. Wong handed them a gift. "Thanks, doc! You didn't have to…"
John trailed off when he opened up the small package and stared at what was inside. Fin looked at it and burst out laughing. It was a doctor's sample pack of Viagra. Everyone laughed as John blushed furiously, even Robin.
Our two heroes were trying to find a moment's peace when an ear-piercing cry rang through the apartment. Fin walked to the crib and picked up a crying Robin. "What's wrong, little girl?"
Robin looked up at him, lip quivering, then started crying again. "What do you want? Bottle, diaper?"
He caught a slight stench from the baby. "…I'd say diaper."
He laid her on the changing table, then realized that he had no idea what to do. "Okay, so what do I do now?" He asked himself. He started by opening the diaper and turning his head away at the pungent odor. "Damn, baby! That's an impressive load for a person who only weighs ten pounds." He discarded of the diaper and reached for the wipes. The baby cooed as he wiped her clean, and he gently sprinkled talcum powder on her. He put on the diaper with medium difficulty, but soon he realized that he had done it.
Robin giggled and smiled at him. Fin picked her up and cradled her, his own grin spreading across his face. "Aww, you're so cute…" He gently kissed her. "You're just like your other Daddy. Can't wait until he gets home."
"You don't have to." He turned around to find John standing there with a smile on his face. He walked up to him and kissed him. "You're so sweet with the baby."
"How long were you there?"
"You had just finished changing the baby's diaper. Congratulations."
Fin wrapped his arm around him and they stared down at Robin. "She's so sweet."
"She's just like her daddy." John said. They kissed and gently set the little girl down for a nap.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
John sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. "Good lord…" He grabbed his glasses and robe and walked to Robin's crib. "What's wrong, Robin?" He picked her up and gently sat in a chair, trying to calm her down. "Shhh, c'mon, don't cry, your daddies worked hard all day…"
Fin was laying in bed, eyes closed, yet very awake. He could hear John trying to calm the baby, then he heard something surprising.
"Ich gedenk ven ich bin noch a kind geven,
Flegt mine mamenue zingen tzu mir:
Bist a malach bist vi alle velten sheyn
Ch'vel a shterndl brengen tzu dir,
Es klingt mir noch yetst in di ohyren
Di sheyne melodie…
Ch'awb shoyn mine yugent farloren
Noch zing ich ihr lidele mir tzi
Zing faygele zing…
Machst mine gemit gring,
Derfrisht mine zikawren
Fun di kinder yoren
Zing faygele zing."
John was singing a lullaby to the baby. He didn't know in what language, but it sounded so nice. Fin considered getting up, but he didn't want the melody to stop. He'd ask John about it in the morning. As John repeated it, he felt waves of calm go through him, and was soon back asleep.
To be continued…
TRANSLATION TO THE SONG:
I remember when I was a child
My mother used to sing to me
"You're an angel, beautiful as all the worlds
I will bring a little star to you"
It still sounds in my ears
The beautiful melody
My youth is lost
Still I sing to myself her little song
Sing little birdie, sing
You make my lot easier
Remind me
Of the childhood years
Sing little birdie, sing.