A/N: Ok this started out as a good idea but as I wrote it i didn't like it but I was already commited. *sigh* Here's hoping the next one is better. :(

B: Baby
Summary: Ellie meets her new baby brother.

Ellie sat impatiently on the sofa by the front window waiting for her parents to come home. The kid her parents had acquired into babysitting her while they went to the hospital paid no attention to her, spending most of her time on the phone talking to some boy but Ellie didn't mind. She just wanted her family to come home.

She was told a few days ago, or what felt like forever ago to her four year old mind that her mommy had to go to the hospital because the baby that had been growing inside her for what seemed like ever was going to come out to the world. She was very excited to finally have the baby out of her mommy and to meet them. She knew that it was a baby brother, her parents telling her months ago at some test they went to, but she was still holding out for a baby sister.

Ellie reached out and grabbed the book that was sitting on the couch next to her. She sighed loudly and opened it up once again. She had attempted to read in order to pass the time but she couldn't contain her excitement at her mom coming home. She thought about putting in a tape and watching that but she didn't want to bother trying to use the TV and VCR. She could ask the girl watching her but glancing to the dining room and seeing her deep in conversation, felt it would be a lost cause. So she sat there and waited.

She must have fallen asleep for the next thing she knew she was being shaken awake gently and her father was leaning over her speaking to her softly. She yawned as she looked up at him sleepily for a moment before bolting straight up.

"Is that baby here?" She asked eagerly scooting to get off the couch. Her father smiled down at her, laugher on the tip of his voice at seeing how enthusiastic she was over the baby.

"Yes, he's in his room right now with your mother." He said quietly, giving her a big smile. Ellie didn't respond to him or notice as she took off as fast as her little four year old legs would carry her down the hall to where the nursery was. "No running in the house." Her father shouted after her.

Ellie didn't stop thought she was eager to get to the room. She stopped right outside the door frame and looked around it, peaking in. The shades were drawn slightly blocking some of the sun but the room was still bright enough to see in.

She paused for a moment looking around the room that was painted in what she thought was the most beautiful shade of blue ever. She had picked it herself especially for him. Her parents took her to the hardware store and showed her all the colors and let her decide. They even let her help paint a little.

She spied her mother in the rocking chair that was near the crib. She was holding a bundle of blankets and rocking gently, humming some tuneless song softly. Ellie slowly and quietly entered the room, trying hard to contain the excitement that ran through her entire being wanting to come out and make her jump around and shout happily.

Her mother looked up at her as she approached and smiled down at her daughter smiling sitting forward slightly and lowering her arms so that Ellie could see what was in the blankets.

Ellies mouth dropped open at the site of the tiny baby. She closed it a moment later and scrunched up her nose at it.

"This is it? It's all wrinkly!" She said horrified and disgusted. Her mother laughed lightly at her.

"Well he's a new born sweetie. He'll grow into his skin." She said gently. Ellie just gave her a look not believing her.

Her father came in then leaning against the door frame watching the exchange, a huge smile on his face watching his little family finally together for the first time. H couldn't be happier at that moment. He seemed to have everything.

"Would you like to hold him?" Her mother asked her and she looked up at her dubiously. He was so tiny she wasn't sure if she'd be able to without breaking him.

"Come on honey, sit in the big chair and you can hold him." Her father told her. She walked over to the big chair in the corner of the room, another thing she picked out. When they went to the store to get things for the baby's room she had seen the large big chair and fell in love with it. She had climbed up on it and curled up comfortably and told her parents with no uncertain terms that they will get that chair for the baby's room.

During the weeks before his birth she would sit in the chair in the evenings with a book and would tell her parents that she was 'practicing' reading in it so she could read to the baby. She would sit there with the elephant lamp on that sat on the table next to the chair and would read until she fell asleep, waking in the morning tucked into her own bed.

She crawled into the chair and turned around putting her back firmly against the back of the chair, her legs were stretched out in front of her and she held out her arms. Her mother stood up slowly, making a shushing sound when he cried for a second and walked over to her daughter. Ellie eagerly took the baby into her arms, listening and following her mother's directions to support his head and neck and to hold him against her.

Once her mother stepped back she finally looked down and got a complete full view of her new baby brother. He was warm and felt both heavy and light in her arms as she hugged him near herself. She felt her heart beat a bit faster looking at him. He was so tiny and wrinkled but she couldn't help but feel love fill her up.

"You're his big sister now Ellie. You'll need to protect him, and help him. He'll be looking up to you for guidance and as a role model." Her mother told her. She looked up at her mother for a moment thoughtfully before looking back down at the baby.

"What's his name?" She asked softly, not looking up at her parent.

"We've named him Charles Irving Bartowski. We can call him Charlie for short." Her father answered putting his arm around her mother. Ellie looked up wrinkling her nose again at that before looking at her brother.

"Charlie sounds like a dog's name dad. He's a baby!" She said exasperated. Her father gave a bark of a laugh at that.

"Alright how about Chuck? It's a grown up name but he'll grow into it." Her mother suggested. Ellie thought about it for a moment then nodded.

"Yes Chuck." She agreed. "You are Chuck ok? And we'll call you Chuck and you'll answer to that ok? Deal?" She said to the little baby. She leaned over him and placed a kissed on his forehead, startled slightly as he opened his eyes as she pulled back.

She couldn't stop staring at the brown orbs as they looked up at her with wonderment. He looked so innocent and helpless and he looked up at her with complete love and trust. Ellie knew at that moment that from then till the rest of her life she would do everything she could to keep this little guy safe.

"He's perfect." She said quietly to no one in particular. Little Chuck in her arms gave a big yawn and rested further into her warm embrace and fell promptly asleep.

The End

A/N: there you go. Thank you for reviewing. If you have any ideas with letters feel free to let me know.