525,600 Minutes

January-Trish

Disclaimer: I own no one!

A/N- The title comes from a lyric in Seasons of Love from RENT

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Trish blinked sleepily, trying to figure out why she heard a baby crying. Feeling the pressure in her abdomen, it took her a second to remember.

She had had a baby.

"Hi, Lola. Meet your Mommy," AJ, her husband cooed. Trish glanced up, noticing he was cradling a bundle of pink blankets.

"It's a girl?" Trish muttered, licking her chapped lips. They had wanted to the sex of their baby to be a surprise.

"Lola Rae Jones, meet your mommy," AJ murmured, gently setting the baby in Trish's arms.

Lola mewed softly, as if trying to speak. What was she saying? Trish couldn't help but wonder.

"Our little lady went into distress and had to come by c-section," AJ explained. Trish nodded. She glanced down, wondering why she couldn't feel her toes. "You're also drugged pretty well,"

"Hi, Lola," Trish cooed, wondering when the pain would kick in. "I'm Mommy, as Daddy pointed out," She glanced up at AJ. "Isn't she precious?"

"She is. Amy and Maria have been outside for a while. They want to know if they can meet the newest girlfriend," AJ said, his lips grazing her forehead. Trish nodded, wanting to see her best friends.

Maria Kanellis waddled in, with Amy McMahon behind her. Both women seemed like they had a lot on their minds. Trish couldn't help but wonder what it was.

"Hey, Chicky," Amy said, kissing her cheek. Maria followed suite. "We were glad to see our goddaughter's here and healthy," Maria nodded.

Trish and AJ had been unable to pick just one godmother for their baby. So, they had chosen Maria and Amy to be co godmothers to their baby. There wasn't a doubt in their minds who the godfather should be.

Jay Reso

He had hooked them up, after realizing they'd be perfect together. If it weren't for him, they never would have married.

"She's beautiful," Maria said, protectively rubbing her protruding belly. "I hope this girl's as beautiful," Then, she gasped, covering her mouth. "I wasn't supposed to tell,"

"You knew and you were keeping it a secret?" Amy asked, smiling. Trish was surprised. She knew Amy was going through a difficult divorce.

"Carlos' idea. He's so superstitious. I can't buy anything, or reveal her name. He thinks it's tempting fate," Maria explained. "Sometimes I wonder why I'm marrying the big goof," She shook her head, stifling a laugh.

"Shane's an ass. He wants the Benz that he gave me for our third anniversary. Personally, he can keep the car, but I think I'll make him sweat it for a bit," Amy said, rolling her eyes. "Can I hold her?" Trish nodded. Amy took the baby. "Hello, Lola. You're a lot smaller than Xan, my nephew,"

"Don't Shane and Steph hate when you call him that?" Maria asked. Amy nodded.

"He's not an Alexander!" Amy exclaimed, handing the baby back to Trish. "Paul agrees with me! He's Xan," Amy laughed. "I'll be glad to get out of the McMahon family. Excluding Paul, they all suck,"

Trish shook her head, cradling her daughter. She had never seen a baby with so much hair. Lola reminded her of AJ. She seemed perfect.

"We'll be out of your way," Amy said, grabbing Maria by the arm. "We have a wedding ring to sell before the ass wants it!" Maria nodded.

Amy was the more domineering of the three of them. Maria usually went with Amy. Trish fell in the middle.

"Get some sleep. I think our moms want to see her," AJ said. Handing over the baby, she nodded.

Before falling asleep, the last thing she saw was her baby girl's bright blue eyes.

Her daddy's eyes…

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