Hello! I did not get as much response as I had hoped, but, thank you to those of you who did review! I am not sure how long I want to make this story, but suggestions would help.
PLEASE CONTINUE WITH THE NAMING SUGGESTIONS!
Merci beaucoup, Roxanne
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Neal gave Alex sheepish grin.
"Well…" He was surprised how normal his voice sounded. "About a year ago, I met this woman We hit it off, and went to have a couple of drinks. I guess we got kind of drunk, or something, and I think that I slept with her. Well that's kind of obvious know, considering that may be my daughter out there!"
Neal's heart monitor began to beep. The nurse asked Alex to step out, and tried her best to calm Neal back down. Alex looked at Neal, and turned and walked out of the hospital door without looking back.
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A couple of minutes later, Elle walked in and greeted Neal with a sunny smile.
"Well, Neal. I do not know whether to congratulate you or console you."
"She's mine?" Neal asked.
Elle nodded, and walked to his bedside and squeezed his hand.
"Don't worry, I am going to help you out in every way that I can. And Peter…. Well we can't be good at everything can we?"
They both looked outside at Peter, who was feeding the baby a bottle. A moment later, the little child decided she did not want her bottle, and spit up all over Peter.
They laughed quietly, and Elle pretended she didn't see Neal wiping a few escaping tears from her eyes.
"Well, I better go help with that. You do not want your baby's first word to be a profanity."
"I want to see her." Neal said, with pleading deep blue eyes.
"Neal… I can't let her come in here."
"Then I will go to her." Neal said, swinging his legs from outside of the sheets. Neal almost fell over, but luckily Elle was there to catch him.
"Neal, lay back down." Elle said in a motherly tone.
"No. Damn it, Elle. I have missed her being born, and a couple of months of her life, and I am not going to miss another minute of it. I want to be the father that I never had." A single solitary tear worked it's way down Neal's haggard face. He looked so sad, that Elle immediately gave in.
"I will go get the nurses, and see what we can do."
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With the help of Elle, and two pretty nurses, Neal Caffery was finally ready to see his baby girl. He sat down next to Peter, who shoved the baby in his arms without a second thought.
Neal smiled. Not his usual charming smile, but a smile full of love and pride for his daughter. He shifted the baby so that she was resting in the crook of his arm. She had deep blue, ocean coloured eyes, and chocolate coloured hair, like her daddy. She was small, and could not have been more than a couple of months old.
"Hi, baby." He said, offering the little girl his index finger.
She wrapped her tiny, delicate hand around it and smiled up at him.
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