Remember the good old days when everything seemed to fit into place?

Elliot looked at the baby lay in the small baby hospital bed, sleeping. The huge needle was injected into her thin skin, and she screamed so loud. Elliot was just happy that her precious little baby was OK.

It was Elliot's baby. She had custody of it, right? She would have to check with Ted later.

Then the doctors found out it was only babies' polio. Nothing bad. Only normal baby things. Right?

Elliot didn't know the baby's hair color, she didn't even know how old she was. Oh yeah! She needed to get that from someone. Her mother probably had her on the side of a building anyway.

Elliot walked in the room, and sat down on the chair beside the bed. She looked at the sweet little sick child next to her. She felt her soft head. Spying her hair, she had to look closely, she could see that she was a blond. Elliot smiled.

"Hey," JD said coming in the room, closing the door after. Elliot picked up the baby and held her in her arms.

"She's so adorable," she said to JD, who strokes her tiny soft head. He looked up at Elliot.

"Think of a name yet?" he asked, letting the awakened child wrap her tiny palm around his pointer finger.

"Yeah," she said simply. He smiled.

"Well, what is it?" he asked.

"Abbie," she said, looking at him. The baby giggled.

"See! She loves that name!" JD said softly, looking at baby Abbie.

"What do you think happened to the father?" JD asked Elliot.

"I don't know, really," she said "it's not like we can actually look for him anyway, or can we?"

JD shook his head. "I don't think so."

"When we get married, Sam will have a step sister," Elliot said excitedly, as was JD.

"Abbie, Abbie Grace Reid," Elliot whispered to the small laughing child. It only made Elliot smile more.

Sometimes things go that way…………………………………

"Hey!" Jordan yelled to Perry "Why didn't you tell me we had a message from my mother?"

Perry looked up at the ceiling as if to say, Are ya that busy that you have to torture me like this?

"I don't like to mention that creature in my apartment," he said. She rolled her eyes, and pushed the play button on the machine, and the message played. Perry covered his face with his hands, sliding them down.

"I don't wanna go to my mom's. We went there last year," she said, deleting the message. Perry mentally praised whatever god was up there helping him.

She sat down on the couch in the living room next to Perry. A scotch in his right hand. She crossed her arms.

"I really wish we could have a house," she said, whining, but not in a whiny whine way "Then we could have like, another fridge for scotch and champagne."

Perry didn't acknowledge. All he was doing was thinking which house he was going to buy. He was going to call the seller today and tell him they were up for one of the houses that day, then they had a couple hours to get all of their stuff in the new house before Jordan found out.

"I gotta make a call, be right back," he said, going to the bedroom for the phone. He grabbed it, and closed the door. When he sat on the bed, he saw little baby Jennifer by the bed, crawling around she giggled as he picked her up.

"Jenny, what one is the right one, huh? What do you think?" he asked Jennifer Dylan. She gurgled and pointed to a nice white house. He smiled and sat her down on the bed next to him. He called the realtor, and hung up just when Jordan came waltzing into the room.

"Hey," she said, sitting on the bed and picking up Jenny as Perry let the house paper fly into the garbage. He smiled back at her.

"What was that?"

"Nothing……"

And sometimes they don't………………………

JD looked at Turk and Carla sit on the couch. They looked tired, and depressed at the same time. He had just heard the great news, but Kim and Sam's house was gone, and they had no where to live.

"Should she come live with us?" Carla asked them. Turk shook his head.

"She could stay at Elliot's!" Turk said. JD smiled, then frowned.

"I go over Elliot's a lot. And if I see Kim there, it'll just make it worse." JD said "And I wanted to spend Christmas with my ex and my son, and all we will do is fight the whole damn holiday!"

The phone rang and Carla picked it up. She said it was Kim, and that she thought JD would be worried. Kim was staying at a new apartment nearby.

"I don't know what you're gonna do, dude, but, I gotta get to sleep," Turk said, rising and walking toward the bedroom with Carla close behind.

"Night, JD," Carla said to him. Their door closed. And JD was left alone with his problems.

That's just the way it works.

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