Im sorry for never updating anymore. This is just a filler and there is more to come with Lina and Elliot and their family.

LPOV

I don't know what came over me yesterday. I'm sure it was the labor but I felt horrible for yelling at Elliot, all he wanted was to help. I guess I was just tired of him walking away. He had his reasons though maybe if the birth had been normal in the hospital he would have been so willing to stay with me but with the kids and us not having any idea what we were doing, how could he focus.

"He looks good right? I think we did the right thing by cutting it and he's breathing fine. He looks okay." I ask Elliot as he takes a chair next to me.

"Yeah I mean I think so. I... I don't know Lina he looks good but what the fuck do I know about having a baby at home. I'm not a doctor." He runs his hand overture baby's head lightly as to not apply too much pressure on the soft skin.

"Makes me wish I was kinda. He could be a doctor. It's good motivation for him." I joke trying to make the stress somewhat nonexistent.

"You did good though babe. I mean considering everything you did good, mom of the year." He laughs and I join too until I remembered why I didn't want to laugh. I just gave birth the pain is pretty bad and I'm pretty sure there is still bleeding. How could there not be. I had already gotten up and dealt with the bleeding but it doesn't mean that it doesn't still hurt. At least it's still warm. The lights are still out but the rain has stopped which would be a good thing except the streets are still pretty flooded. The news said that there are people working on that. At this point we don't even know whether we should try and leave or just stay put. It's not just me and the baby, it's all of us.

I must have fallen asleep because Isabelle magically appeared in the bed next to me but with pillows separating us. That's probably Elliot's doing. I know she isn't too happy with us now since we aren't giving her our undivided attention. She doesn't understand. It's only been a few hours and she already feels so neglected. I want to do more for her but now I'm just tired. I just want to sleep.

"Where are you going?" She asks me as I get up. I was trying to not wake her but obviously it didn't work.

"I have to feed the baby." I tell her.

"Can you lay with me first please?" She looks so sad and disappointed.

"He's hungry honey." I say hoping that's a good enough reason for her.

"Why is it always him or Evan? You never listen to me. No one ever cares about me." She stands up starting to walk away.

"Isabelle that's not true you know that."

"That's stupid you're a liar. You never want me." Before I have a chance to say anything she slams the door waking the baby. I don't have the energy for this. I really don't. I wish I did but this is exhausting. The baby. I have to feed him. Just then Elliot walks in.

"Why are you up I told you I'd help I just had to give Evan food. Sit baby I'll give him to you." I was hoping he would.

"Isabelle is having a moment." I tell him sitting back down. He picks up the baby and hands him to me.

"Is she okay? "

"Yes… No but she's safe if that's what you're wondering."

"What is it?"

"She's upset. We aren't really paying attention to her and she's upset." I yawn loudly and startle the Baby. I'm really tired. But so is Elliot.

"I'll deal with it soon. I think we'll go to the hospital soon."

"Good. He looks ok right?" Elliot nods. "We need a name."

"Why are you upset? "

"I wanted to focus on the baby and I can't because my daughter hates me. And I don't know… just overwhelmed I guess. I think once we can make sure he's ok I will feel better and can focus on other stuff.

"It'll work itself out. I'm gonna get Isabelle. Maybe I can have her help with the baby stuff so she won't feel left out. Evan is sleeping for now."

"Good."

"Baby?" He looks at me waiting.

"Yeah?"

"We have a new baby." The thought of that makes me smile.

"We do." I smile back at him.

"Baby Reid?"

"If you're sure."

"It does sound nice." He says. "Reid Grey." It has a nice ring to it. It's still his baby and it's mine too. We had talked about a name for weeks and I joked about giving him two last names. He just looked at me and suggested it as his first name. I told my parents about it and daddy loved it of course. He went on and on about how much he has always liked Elliot.

"He'll still be a Grey."

He scoffed at me. "Baby I know he will, it's my son and I'll be damn sure to make sure everyone knows it."

"I'm really tired." I tell him absent minded.

"I know. I'm trying to get everything together so we can just head to the hospital and my parents can pick up the kids from there for the day, or however long you need them off your hands. I think it'll be good for us and them since they'll get the attention from the grandparents and we can focus on the Reid for a few days. And I'll help out with what I can. Sometimes you really do just need to tell me what to do or else I don't know what the fuck I'm doing." His lips are on my shoulder.

"That sounds good. Maybe just a day or two. While he's in the hospital at least." I tell him. He takes the baby from my hands cradling him for a few minutes. "Can you help me up? I want to go check on Isabelle make sure she's ok and not mad at me."

"Baby take it easy. You just had a baby."

"I feel terrible El, she's upset because she thinks we don't care about her." I tell him leaning on the table but the pain is really strong now.

"Baby you need to rest. She has two parents for a reason." He tells me hinting at it.

"Can you talk to her?" I ask placing my hand on his thigh. He leans to kiss my temple as to not disturb the baby. I lean my hand on his cheek and move my thumb over the stubble growing from not shaving in three days. I kinda like the stubble. How it looks anyway. It makes him look older in a sexy husband way. I don't think I've told him that I like it. He's never tried to grow it out so it wouldn't matter. It wasn't till I focused on the hand moving in front of my face when I realized that he was talking to me.

"Sorry." He laughed at me.

"Baby really just sleep l'll take care of her. And Reid is probably gonna sleep for a bit so it's no big deal." I nod at him and get back in be letting him tuck me in as if I was another child of his. Which for a minute I am so I just let him do what he loves to do, take care of us. "Night baby."

I thought it would be difficult for me to sleep since I haven't slept in the past few hours over the worry of a newborn. Although the thought was still in my head about something happening to the baby the worry wasn't as strong as with Evan. I think it was mostly because of Evan. I had a baby that was growing up healthy and happy, he was my reassurance that it wasn't my fault something had happened to Arizona. Reid would be okay too; I had Evan to thank for that. But looking at Reid in the crib Elliot moved into our room I still wonder about Arizona, how everything would have been different if I had her. I miss her and I think I always will but I also am so grateful for what I have now.

EPOV

"Thank fuck you're here." I gained no points with Isabelle in the last thirty minutes with her. She still hates me and Lina which is fine for now because Christian is here. Christian is my best choice for this because where Christian goes so does half an army.

"Mom told me you needed help. The streets are a fuckin mess this was the soonest I could be here. What the fuck happened?" Behind him are two other guys. Neither one is Taylor which means he brought extra reinforcements.

"What the fuck do you think happened?"

"I don't have time for your shit Elliot."

"What crawled up your ass?" He was about to say something else when I interrupted him. "Lina's water broke a few hours ago."

"Shit. How far apart are her contractions?" He asks somewhat worried.

"She doesn't have any anymore." I figured I might as well surprise the fucker.

"Elliot, is she...?" There is genuine concern in his face now. I might as well play it a bit longer.

"She's ok." The more I say the more I give away.

"I'm sorry lelliot. We can take her to the hospital." He says. I really shouldn't fuck around with him.

"She's sleeping now. But I want to wake her up." I put my hands in my pockets and walk slowly to Lina.

"Baby wake up. Baby, Christian is here. We have to go to the hospital baby." She really does look exhausted.

"Fuck Elliot. I thought she was in labor." Guess he figured it out.

"She was. A few hours ago. She had the baby." I tell him smiling.

"Christ Elliot. I though something bad had happened." I love fucking with him sometimes.

"They're ok I think." I walk to Lina and sit on the bed next to her. I place my hand on her shoulder and slowly try to move her. She hasn't looked this comfortable sleeping in months. I know her backs been hurting and nothing helped. But now I can hear her even breaths. Maybe I could just wait until she wakes up then take her. The baby fussed next to us and that's enough of a reminder that she wouldn't want that. She would want us to go to the hospital as soon as possible to get the baby checked. "I'll wake her up when all our things are ready I want to give her at least a few more minutes to relax." Christian nods stepping out and closing the door behind him. I sit and look at my wife for a few minutes. With all the craziness of our kids it almost impossible to remember the last time I was able to look at her. Really look at her. I get to look at her features. She definitely aging well that's for sure. She looks beautiful, tired but still al beautiful as the day i met her.

I have a girlfriend. I have a fiancé really. I have a girlfriend. Although I'm pretty sure that fight just ended things. I love Kate, really I do. She's great. She fun and sexy as hell. She's head strong and stubborn which I don't mind because well honestly it's kinda hot and I like to fuck her. But sitting here next to this women, I have to remind myself that. I have a girlfriend.

All she's doing is typing and I'm trying not to look at what she's doing because one that would be rude and two if she doesn't feel comfortable with me she'll leave. I really want her to stay not just because I have a million questions but because I don't know what the fuck I'm doing.

"Your name has two L's right?" I look at her. She has nice eyes. They're a soft brown almost hazel but still brown. She's looking at me waiting. What is she waiting for? Oh shit, she asked me something. What the fuck did she ask?

"Yeah?" I heard her but it's registered too late.

"Wouldn't you know that by now?" She should or else how would she know who to call.

"It's more conversation than anything else really." She whispers quietly. There's something about her whispering that is so appealing. There is a small wrinkle in her forehead that is barely noticeable but because I'm so close to her I notice it. She has a sweet voice that most people would be drawn to. Or maybe I'm drawn to it and am too biased. No, it can't just be me.

"You can't start a conversation from something like that. Conversations are started by a question or a statement." I tell her. She smiles just a bit and raises an eyebrow at me.

"I did ask a question." She says quietly.

"Sure but that was not an open ended question. You have to ask about something personal for us to have an actual conversation."

"Do you get personal with anyone?" She asks me looking away to the computer screen.

"That question could be taken out of context." I tell her smiling. She smiles too showing her perfectly white teeth.

"You know what I'm asking Mr. Grey." She has a small dimple on her right cheek that is hardly noticeable. She's really beautiful and the more I look at her the more I have to remind myself that I have a girlfriend.

She was right though, over the smallest question we were able to start a conversation that could have gone on for some time. Although I'm half sure the reason it went on is because I wanted to be next to her. It was an attraction I couldn't explain. I didn't need to explain it because in sure she felt it to. Three years later we are in our house with three kids.

"Is he awake?" I feel her hand move to cover mine and realize she's awake.

"No."

"Is he okay?" She is shifting slowly but it's probably as fast as she can move. There is a slight panic in her eyes that scares me. She is trying to get up and moves my hand when I try to help her. "I need to see her. Move you're in my way. Let me see her."

"He's ok Lina really." I stand and get out of her way.

"She's not breathing." I look at Reid, then back at my wife. He really is fine. I can see his chest rise as he takes a deep breath.

"Baby, the baby is ok, he's just sleeping."

"She's too small. She's not okay. She needs to breathe." Wait she? Is she even awake. I grab her shoulder and force her to look at me. Her eyes are unfocused.

"Lina look at me. Lina that's Reid. He's okay. Baby look at me." She's looking away at the crib. I keep reassuring her. Fuck. Of all the things I imagined this was definitely not one of them.

"Reid?" She asks me.

"Yeah Reid." I reassure her.

"Where's Arizona?"She asks me, still unfocused. Fuck. How do I answer that?

"Baby look at me. I'm Elliot. Wake up baby. Come on baby look at me." I grab a hold of her head and force her to look at me.

"Damien? Is he okay?" It stings when she mentions him.

"Lina?" I say again slowly.

"What?" She says. Her eyes finally focus on mine and she looks around.

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

"Bad dream I guess." She says wiping at her face. I take a seat next to her and wrap my arm around her shoulder.

"Christian is here." I rather change the subject.

"When. Why didn't you wake me?" She tries to get up and does it slowly.

"Just a few minutes ago. I got our stuff ready we have to go." I walk into the closet to get her some clothes.

"What's your favorite band?" She asks me as she puts on her sweater.

"What?" I ask her. I stop what I'm doing to look at her.

"Your favorite band." She says. What the fuck is she talking about.

"Why?" I place my hand on her back and rub it gently as she walks out the room. I close the door behind us and pick up the blanket Isabelle left on the floor. I've become an expert at folding and cleaning. My wife taught me well.

"Because we're about to have a baby." She says.

"We had a baby." She looks at me confused.

"Right sorry."

"You okay?"

"Tired."

"We can rest in a bit." I meant we. I was tired. Fucking exhausted really. We got to the car and put the older kids in. Evan was half asleep until he saw the baby. I don't think he had seen him till now. He was looking at him curious. Evan must have thought he was a doll until her saw that Reid moved. Evan just smiled then burst out laughing. I loved that kids laugh. He would laugh about the most ridiculous things.

"Daddy is baby." He said pointing.

"Yea buddy it's you little brother." I told him. I buckle in Isabelle who was refusing to do anything. She was still upset and didn't want to move. I have to carry her into the car and put her seat belt on. I had to put her in first because I knew she'd throw a fit. Christian was surprised to see her act up since when we are out she behaves well. It must be the feeling of neglect getting to her and although I want to help her right now I have to think about Reid and Lina because I need to know they are okay. I'll think after that. She continues crying for a few minutes while I help Lina in slowly and christian helps with Reid's car seat. After Isabelle continues crying for a few more minutes Christian offers to take her in his car which she gladly accepts. She is willing to do just about anything to get away from us, I don't blame her we haven't been doing a great job at taking care of her these last few days.

"We can just take them both to mom's house and Mendez can escort you to the hospital." He's right it would make more sense I agree and walked to where Evan was sitting. He just kept smiling at me while I unbuckled his seat belt. He carried his blanket while I carried him and picked up his and isabelle's bags from the trunk. They were packed for a week of staying at my parent's house. I had to explain to him that he was going to Grandmas house not that he minded. they both were pretty happy to get anywhere away from the house.

Lina was in the back seat with Reid and I couldn't help look back to check on her every minutes. Ryan was in the car with us and I refused to let him drive. "Sir, I I drove you could sit with Mrs. Grey." He says when I look back for the hundredth time. In the end he was right. The remainder of the drive I sat on the other side of the car seat.