A/N: You guys rock! Reviews were awesome. Sorry I haven't updated. We've been like drowning under all the rain we've gotten and power kept on flicking on and off…on and off.

Addison woke up with a pounding pain in her skull. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. She was in an oncall room. She remembered last night with Alex. She looked around. No sign of Alex. She jumped as the bed above her squeaked. She stood up and checked. It was Alex. Out cold. She giggled behind her hand and he stirred.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said groggily, wiping his eyes.

"You still drunk, Karev?" she asked, poking him playfully on the side.

"No maam. Sober as I'll ever be."

"Good, so you might wanna call Rebecca," Addison practically spat out the name. "Do you really love her or not?"

Alex sat up. "Is someone jealous?"

"Is someone a lying heartbreaker?"

"Jealous."

"Heartbreaker."

"Jealous."

"Heartbreaker."

"Jealous."

"Heartbreaker."

"Jealous."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

They were nose to nose now, trying not to burst out laughing in each other's face. Alex's phone rang. They both stared at it, silently berating it for ruining the mood. Alex turned it on and pressed speaker.

"Hello?" he asked tentatively.

"Alex! How are you?" a woman's voice answered. It wasn't Ava's. Rebecca's. DAMN!!

"Sophie? Why are you calling me?" Alex demanded. Addison could tell by the look on his face he was afraid.

"I have someone here who wants to meet you," Sophie answered. In the background, clearly, Addison and Alex could hear a child's voice say, "Daddy?"

Addison clapped a hand to her mouth. "Holy…"

"Sophie. Who is that?" Alex was clinging to Addison's hand for dear life. His face was deathly pale.

"That's your daughter. Blaire Robinson."

Alex almost passed out. He grabbed Addison's arm to settle himself. Addison could see tears in his sweet eyes. "How old is she?" he asked quietly.

"Three," Sophie answered, as though looking up her child's father was something she did everyday.

"Where are you? I'll be there in a second." Alex stood, pulling his shoes on.

"At the front desk." Alex hung up the phone.

"Alex?" Addison asked tentatively. "Are you ok?"

Alex looked up, and Addison gasped. There were tears running down his face. "Three years old, Addie," he said, not bothering with professionalism. "Three years she kept Blaire from me. How can I raise a child?"

"She didn't ask you to raise her," Addison tried to put some sense back in the conversation.

"You don't know Sophie. If she came here for me to "meet" Blaire, Blaire is staying. Sophie is a terrible mother." Alex had his head in his hands.

"I can help you," Addison said it so quietly, Alex had to ask himself if he had really heard her.

"You would do that? Wait, don't answer. Just listen. Remember that person I told you about yesterday?"

"Yeah, your friend. What about him?"

"Its me. I love you Addison. And I need to know if you love me too. I need your help. I need you."

Addison smiled. She had been waiting a long time for someone to say something like that with feeling behind the words. She just never thought it would be Karev.

"Of course. Let's go meet our new daughter." Alex smiled, and all troubling thoughts of Ava left his mind. He even allowed himself to call her Jane Doe. Because her name didn't matter anymore. No one mattered but Addison and Blaire.

OK, sappy to the extreme, but deal with it. R&R my wonderful readers. And an update shall grace you with its presence