Chapter 6

Watching, Leaving, Staying, Taking

A/N: Its been almost a month since I've updated! Sorry about that. But thasnks to everyone who left me reviews in the meantime.

Rachel was not having a good day. In fact, she was having a bad day, a very bad day. It all started the day before when Lindsey made her go to the evil mans office, or the 'pediatrician' as Lindsey called him but Rachel knew better, she knew he was really the evil man. But his lollipops were yummy. The doctor then told her and Lindsey that she was sick, which Rachel already knew because she told her dad she was sick and that's how she ended up there, and in order for her to feel better she need to take yucky-icky-stink liquid. Or 'medicine' as the doctor and Lindsey called it. But once again, Rachel knew better. Then, later on when she was coloring she realized she had tasted every color crayon except her yellow one. So, to be fair to the yellow crayon she tasted it and it only made her (especially her tummy) feel worse. That day, the day she went to the doctor she and Lindsey stayed home and he played with her all day, so it wasn't that bad. But not today. Lindsey had some important work to do at the office and since he still refused to put her in some kind of daycare (and she would be against it too) Rachel went with him. She laid on the couch in his office, using his jacket as a blanket while dozing on and off, while Lindsey was at his desk going threw some papers for a settlement case and not paying much attention to the sick Rachel. Rachel didn't like that very much but not as much as Lindsey did.

Why didn't I just take another day off? I have plenty of them saved up. Oh yeah that's right I had to bring my sick daughter into Evil Inc., this way I can go over some negotiations so a vampire clan and a demon clan will go back to their regular routine of killing and torturing innocent people instead of each other. Aw, she looks sad. Poor sick little girl.

Lindsey decided to get up from his desk and go across the room to where Rachel was. "How are you?" he asked gently, kneeling so he was at her level.

Rachel just shrugged.

"Can I get you anything?"

Rachel shook her head solemnly.

So I can come up with a way to please a bunch of monsters without a problem but I can't think of a way to please my own child....gee what does that say about me.

Lindsey just stayed kneeling on the floor next to her, making funny faces until he could come up with something better.

"Am I interrupting something?" Nathan Reed, a representative for the Senior Partners asked entering Lindsey's office making somewhat of a disgusted face at the sight of one of his VP's and top lawyer entertaining a child. Lilah was right behind him, which of course only added to Rachel's bad day.

"No, sir." Lindsey responded jumping to his feet.

"Good. Have you come up with the final negotiation contract?" Nathan asked.

"Yes. I have it right here." Lindsey responded going back over to his desk and picking up some papers. Nathan followed him while Lilah stayed more towards the other end of the office.

"Don't even think of hurting Sparkles." Rachel threatened.

"I don't even know what this 'Sparkles' is you little sh-"Lilah started to respond.

"Is everything alright?" Lindsey interrupted before Lilah could finish. He receive rather fake and condescending smiles from both girls as a response. He would've intervened further, but if anyone could hold their own against Lilah, it was Rachel, which was surprising considering how sweet and quiet Rachel usually was.

"Well, you've out done yourself this time. These look spectacular." Nathan commented after reviewing Lindsey's work.

"Thank you."

"Well, I guess we should be going to the meeting, you will be attending the meeting Lindsey, right?"

"I didn't know I was needed too."

"I figure you should. Since you're the one who drew up the contract."

"Hold on." Lindsey said before exiting the office and entering the hall.

"Stacey, I need a favor." he then said to his secretary, who as of recently he's also used as a nanny sometimes. "Will you watch Rachel while I am at a meeting?"

"I would but, I am going to lunch." Stacey answered before getting up and leaving.

First she doesn't give me all my messages, now this. She gets paid to much.

Nathan was standing in the doorway and had over heard Lindsey's request from his secretary. "How about Lilah will stay with the girl." he then suggested. Causing both Lilah and Rachel to look at each other equally horrified.

Lindsey thought about the suggestion. He really didn't want to but he had no other choice.

"I'll be in my office waiting for you." Nathan said leaving before Lindsey gave his answer.

"How bout it Lilah?" Lindsey then unwillingly asked her.

Lilah cursed under her breath. She knew she had less of a choice then Lindsey. "Fine. Bring her to my office" she muttered exiting his office.

Lindsey nodded and walked over to Rachel. "Rachel, honey, I have to go to a meeting now, so you're going to stay with Lilah for a little while."

"No. I don't like her." she whined in response.

"I know, I don't like her either but this is just the way it has to be. I'll try not to be that long Ok?" he asked her nicely.

Rachel thought, and thought, and thought some more. "Ok dada." she finally agreed. Lindsey smiled. "But, you will be coming back right?" she added, worried. Lindsey wasn't smiling anymore. He should be used to her asking that, considering she always did whenever he left, even if it was just to use the bathroom. But he wasn't. He hated hearing the fear in her voice as she asked it, he hated seeing the fear in her eyes, he hated that she still didn't trust him enough to know that it would never happen but most of all, he hated her mother for causing it all.

There's no way that would happen, and I'd hurt you like that. I am not that crazy unlike some people. How could anyone just leave her like that? I wonder if Bridget even gives a damn about how much damage she's done to our...no, how much damage she's done to my child. I swear if I ever talk to her again....

Lindsey pulled himself out of his thoughts and back to reality. He picked Rachel up and tilted her head so that she was looking him in the eyes. "Of course I'll be back. I'll be back as soon as I can be."

"Ok, good." Rachel wrapped her arms around Lindsey's neck as he picked up the pink bag she brought with her that had some toys and stuff in there and off they went.

"Oh joy, you're here." Lilah said dryly as the two entered her office. Lindsey then put Rachel down.

"Lilah, I am expecting nothing to happen to Rachel while I am gone. And should I be gone past one, I'll need to give Rachel her antibiotic...no matter how much she may protest. Its in her bag."

"Dada, if she gets really mean to Sparkles or me what should I do? Should I throw water on her to melt her like in the movie?" Rachel asked innocently and completely honestly.

This time, Lindsey didn't even try to hold back, he just bursted out laughing. Lilah however, found nothing funny about it. Rachel was facing Lindsey and so was Lilah, but Lilah was standing a little behind Rachel so Rachel didn't see when Lilah gave Lindsey the finger. Lindsey made a face. "Rachel turn that way for a minute." Lindsey instructed pointing to a wall. Rachel did as she was told and as soon as she did Lindsey made an equally inappropriate gesture to Lilah that involved his crotch. Unfortunately, Lindsey didn't realize that he had told Rachel to look at a wall with a mirror on it that allowed her to see what he did.

"What did that mean?" she asked curiously turning back around. Oh, crap. Lindsey's eyes went wide as he turned around said 'he'll be back' and left.

Hopefully if I have any luck in the world she'll forget about it by the time I get back.

"So, what did that mean?" Rachel asked Lilah.

"It means your father is a moron."

"IS NOT!" Rachel argued angrily.

'Trust me, he is."

"Is not."

"Is too." Lilah retorted oh-so-maturely.

"Is not."

"Is to- what am I doing? Look I have work to do, so just don't break anything." with that, Lilah went to her desk to do some work, leaving Rachel to entertain herself. So, Rachel did entertain herself; by drawing, by drawing on the walls of Lilah's office to be exact. She enjoyed drawing on walls because a wall was much bigger then a sheet of paper so that means she could make a bigger picture. However when she decided to draw on some of the walls in Lindsey's place he didn't like that too much, not that he yelled at her or anything but because he said 'Rachel, I don't like you drawing on the walls.' But something inside Rachel told her that it was okay to draw on Lilah's walls and that Lindsey wouldn't be mad. After all, Lilah has tried to kill Sparkles and maybe if Rachel made her a nice enough picture she'd stop and leave Sparkles alone.

"What the hell are you doing!" Lilah exclaimed catching site of Rachel's artwork. Which consisted of flowers, rainbows, happy faces and other cheerful images done in cheerful colors.

"I am making you a picture."

"Well stop!" Lilah yelled as she ripped a pink crayon from Rachel's tiny hand and as she removed the crayon she ended up hitting Sparkles in the face.

Rachel wanted to cry, but she wouldn't let the mean women see her cry, so she didn't. "YOUR MEAN!" she yelled instead, using her 4-year-old voice to the fullest extent.

"Among many other things." Lilah confirms.

Rachel was going to say something back, but she got a funny feeling in her stomach. The same feeling she'd gotten a few times in the past two days, including last night while in Lindsey's bed. The next thing Lilah knew, her nice new Prada shoes and her a little of her carpet covered with Rachel throw-up.

"Oops." Rachel said, feeling guilty.

'Lindsey, you bastard.' Lilah thought as she called the janitor.

1pm:

"Alright, kid I am supposed to give you this." Lilah said to Rachel holding a teaspoon full of medicine. Rachel just sat on the chair she was sitting on with her mouth clamped shut. "Come on kid, open your mouth." That didn't work so Lilah tried to force feed it to her. In return, Rachel just spit it out. Lilah poured another spoonful. "Look girl, if you don't take this now your father is just going to make you do it when he gets back, and he'll also be mad at the both of us for you not doing it now so just take it and get it over with."

Rachel thought about Lilah had said and realized she was right. Lindsey might be mad if he got back and Rachel hadn't taken her medicine and Rachel didn't want him to be mad. Because if he did get mad then he might leave her, just like her mom did the last time she was mad and if Lindsey left her too then she would be alone. Rachel didn't like the idea of that. Even though he's told her lots of times, including a little while ago, that he wouldn't leave, she still wasn't entirely sure he meant it and she liked living with him, very much. Even if there were duckies there at first(which he had the power to get rid of.) So to be on the safe side, Rachel opened her mouth and took her medicine.

10 minutes later:

Lilah was on the phone with a client when she felt Rachel pull on her shirt. "What?" she asked.

"I gotta potty." Rachel stated.

"Wait one second and I'll be done."

"But I gotta go now."

"One second."

25 minutes later:

Lilah was still on the phone and Rachel was ready to burst.

"I reeeeaaaaly gotta go. I need to go peepee now!" she whined, bouncing up and down with her legs crossed on Lilah's leather desk chair.

"One more second." Lilah answered.

Rachel couldn't hold it anymore, needed to pee and so she did; right on Lilah's chair. Lilah nearly died of shock when she saw the liquid dripping from the chair to the floor, but not before hanging up on her client. "What. Did. You. Do.?" Lilah demanded.

"I went peepee...now." Rachel answered innocently.

15 minutes later:

When Lindsey returned to his office he contacted what sounded like a frustrated Lilah and told her she could bring Rachel to his office. As the two girls approached his office he noticed that Rachel was wearing the outfit that he kept in her little backpack just incase something happened to the one she was wearing. Well, this should be good.

"You and me, hallway, NOW!" Lilah requested as she brought Rachel into the office.

This should be very good.

Rachel watched her father and Lilah talk from inside his office. She didn't like the very serious look that Lindsey had on his face as Lilah told him the days events. "Don't worry Lilah, Rachel will get exactly what she deserves for what she put you through." Lindsey reassured her. Rachel didn't like the sound of that. Lindsey entered the office again, still looking serious and almost angry however as soon as he closed the door and Lilah was no longer around a big smile went on his face as he picked up Rachel and gave her a big kiss. "You, Rachel, are a very good girl and very, very brilliant, did you know that?"

This may in fact be the proudest day of my life.

Rachel shook her head 'no'. "Well, you are." he confirmed as he started to bounce her up and down in his arms, forgetting that she was ill until her 'I am-gonna-throw up-again' look re-entered her face. He tried to bring her over to a garbage can but he wasn't fast enough and before he knew it, his carpet was now sporting puke.

Well at least its not my bed, again.

"Why don't we go home?" he suggested after he called someone to clean it up.

When they got back to the apartment it was Rachel's nap time, although she tried to fight it. But since she wasn't feeling well, Lindsey stayed in her room with her, just incase she got sicker or needed something.

"Hey, wait a minute." Rachel said on the verge of going to sleep.

"What is it?"

"I still don't know what that thingy you did to the mean Lilah lady means."

DAMN IT!

"Its nap time." he counter weakly.

"It means its nap time?" a confused Rachel questioned.

"No. Its nap time and should be sleeping and not asking questions. And as for what I did means, its an adult thing that I won't let you find out about until you're older." he explained.

Like thirty-five.

That answer was enough to satisfy Rachel because it involved Lindsey mentioning that he'd be around when she was older. Even if she wasn't 100 percent convinced it was true, it was still very nice to hear anyway. So as Lindsey began to sing to her, she peacefully fell asleep.

Meanwhile at Wolfram and Hart:

"I think she's becoming a real problem." Nathan Reed said to one of the Senior Partners he was talking to on the phone. "Lindsey is valuable to this place and the girl....well..." he continued to say. "No, I think he's becoming to attached, she's certainly taking up a lot of his time. .....What? No. I don't think he'd go for that." "......yes ok, yes sir. Yes, we will remove the child from him soon." With that, Nathan hung up the phone and got to work on his latest project: planning the capturing of Rachel F. McDonald.

TBC

A/N: So that's chapter 6. How was it? Reviews are a nice way of letting me know hint hint :) What will happen when Lindsey finds out what Wolfram and Hart are up too? Just wait and see in the next chapter.