Mark and Allie returned to her room an hour later, to find Roger and Mallory up and surrounded by food.
"What the-"
"Hell?" Allie shivered and went to the bed, where she cleared a space to sit. "Where'd you get the change to buy all this?" She asked, examining a chocolate…thing. Mallory shrugged.
"We're rich, remember?" Allie tore off the plastic of her chocolate food item and took a large bite.
"Works for me." She replied after swallowing. Roger laughed and wrapped his arms around her.
"Did you see him?" He asked as she leaned back onto him and nodded.
"Yeah." She spoke sadly. "He was hooked up to this huge machine and he was so tiny…" She drifted off and took another bite.
"I'm sorry." Roger replied, his voice filled with sympathy. Allie smiled feebly and kissed his cheek.
"I just want to hold him." Roger nodded and kissed her forehead softly.
"I know." He soothed as she sighed and moved her gaze towards the door, which coincidentally opened to reveal her doctor.
"Miss Sutherland! You're awake! I hoped you would be…" He checked several papers he was holding and strode to the bed, which was currently occupied with Allie, Roger, and many vending machine sweets. "It seems everything is in order. Your son if fine, just a bit under weight, but otherwise, he is completely healthy." Allie's mouth continually widened until she let out an excited squeal.
"Are you serious?" She asked, as the doctor nodded.
"Absolutely. I'll have the nurses bring him in. You have decided on a name?" Allie nodded.
"Daniel Matthew." She replied with a large grin. The doctor cocked his head.
"Sutherland?"
"Cohen." The four replied simultaneously. He nodded.
"I see. He'll be in shortly." Allie jumped up and onto Mark, who had been sitting on the couch, and hugged him tightly.
"YES!" She cried excitedly, her arms around his neck. Mark laughed and shared her enthusiasm.
"Thank god!" Mallory and Roger exchanged confused and jealous glances as Allie hung on tightly to Mark, who wasn't protesting. Roger narrowed his eyes and stretched out on the bed, grabbing a piece of licorice and biting it fiercely. Allie moved over and rested on Mark and fixated on the door excitedly, while Mark grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze. A brunette nurse walked in, holding a sleeping baby bundled in blue blankets.
"Here he is." She said softly, bringing him to Allie and placing him in her arms. "Here's your baby." Allie's face lit up as she held her fragile son.
"He's so peaceful." She remarked with a whisper, as Mallory and Roger gave up their anger and crowded around them.
"He's adorable!" Mallory breathed, reaching for his little hand. Allie jerked away before her sister could touch him.
"Uh, newborn! Don't touch him with your germy hands!" Mallory drew back in offend.
"My hands are not-Hey!" She cried as Mark held Daniel's hand. Allie shrugged, handing him to Mark.
"He's the dad, Mal. When you father a child, I'm sure you'll be allowed to touch them!" Mallory narrowed her eyes at her sister and hung back, away from the group.
"Do you want to hold him, Rog?" Mark asked his oldest friend. Roger nodded.
"Sure." He outstretched his arms as Mark placed Daniel carefully in them. For once, Roger was speechless.
"How come everyone gets to hold him except me?" Mallory whined from the corner, being shoved from the spotlight. Allie laughed.
"Mal, we're afraid you'll drop him out of jealousy!" The younger Sutherland sister gasped and drew back.
"What? Why would you say that?" Allie raised her left brow.
"Hon, all your life you had to be the prima donna, and now, you aren't the center of attention, your nephew is." Mallory glanced to Roger, (who couldn't take his eyes off the fragile baby in his arms) and back to her sister, crossing her arms.
"That is so not true!" Her voice was high-pitched and squeaky; her tone was filled with anger. "I have never been a prima donna! I don't even know what that means!" Mark's gaze drifted from his ex-girlfriend and the mother of his son, to the girl with a slight infatuation for him and occasionally to Roger and Daniel.
"Guys-" Mallory and Allie both shot him dirty looks, "Girls, sorry. Calm down, this is supposed to be a happy moment." Allie crossed her arms and fell back into the couch.
"I told you I didn't get along well with my family." Allie said to Mark matter-of-factly. Mark laughed, which caused Roger to finally look up from the fragile life form resting in his callused hands.
"You guys did good." He finally remarked to Mark and Allie. "He's adorable." Allie smiled as Roger handed Daniel back to her. Mark leaned over her shoulder and watched his baby boy wake up and wriggle around.
"We did do good." He commented, reaching for Daniel's moving hand. Allie nodded.
"And he is adorable."
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A/N: Yay, I'm back! I'm so sorry this is short, and it took so long, but…ergh, school and plays…I'm a busy woman! This is really just a transition chapter, I wish I was inspired to write more! Cookies for Reviewers!
