I haven't forgotten about this fic, it's just that I was so busy with work and that my muse left me for some time. So here's the next chapter. Hope you like it even though it's not very long. Enjoy and please review ;)

After half an hour of sitting on the couch Addison got up and took the phone.

She dialed and heard three free signs until the other line was answered.

"Nae? I need you."

XxX

Noah stood behind the glass window and looked into the room where his new born daughter was lying along with all the other babies. She was perfectly healthy and the most adorable thing he had ever seen. Mona Barnes. Morgan insisted for their child to have his surname. He was a dad now and with it came a huge change in his life and a lot of responsibility. He sat down across the wall on one of the chairs and let his head fall into his hands. What was he supposed to do now?

XxX

When Naomi entered the house she found Addison curled into a ball in the couch. Her eyes were red from crying and she could see beads of perspiration glisten on Addison's forehead. Naomi rushed over to the couch.

"Addie are you alright?"

Addison turned around and looked at her.

"Morgan is having the baby right now."

"Oh Addie."

"What if he's going back to her?"

Naomi took a deep breath. She wasn't a big fan of Noah but Addie was her best friend and she loved him. So Naomi would have to find a way to deal with it.

"I don't think he will, Addie. He's in love with you. Everyone can see that."

Addison nodded.

"I hope you're right."

Addison was breathing heavily and Naomi glanced at her worriedly.

She took Addison's wrist and felt for her pulse. It was racing and Naomi also felt that Addison's skin was unnaturally hot.

"Addie?"

She asked, her hand moving to Addison's forehead.

"You're burning up."

"Huh?"

"Are you in any pain?"

"My incision is hurting a little."

Naomi rolled up Addison top and had a look under the bandage.

"Damn. It's infected."

Addison tried to sit up to have a look herself.

"Ouch." She flinched.

"I get you back to the hospital."

Naomi exclaimed and got her car keys before she helped Addison to stand up.

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During the drive to the hospital Addison slipped in and out of consciousness. Her temperature sky rocked and Naomi pushed the accelerator through to the ground of her car. Luckily the streets where almost empty at that time of the day.

When they arrived at the hospital Addison was put on a stretcher and hooked up with an IV of antibiotics. She was brought into a room and Naomi went behind to make sure her best friend was okay. After a while Addison's fever began to drop a little. A relieved Naomi walked out of the room to get a coffee when all of sudden she walked past Noah, who was still sitting on a chair across from the newborn station.

"Noah?"

She asked and walked toward him.

Noah lifted his head and looked at her with exhausted eyes.

"Hey."

Naomi handed him her coffee.

"Here, I guess you need that more than me."

He took it and frowned at her.

"You've been working on a case this late?"

Naomi's eyes widened in realization.

"Oh no. I....I brought Addison in."

Noah stood up in a rush, pouring the hot liquid all over his scrub pants.

"What?....Oh, shit."

He through the paper cup into the bin and tried to dry his pants with the hand.

"Wait, here you go."

Naomi handed him some paper towels.

"Thanks."

He took them and gave her a questioning look. The concern obvious in his eyes.

"What happened? Is she alright?"

Naomi gave him a relieved smile and gestured for Noah to sit down again.

"Addison is alright now. She got an infection and her temperature spiked. They immediately hooked her up with antibiotics and they worked pretty quickly."

Noah gave a relieved sigh.

"Thank God."

Naomi nodded over to the glass window.

"So, you're a dad now?"

Noah nodded and stared at his feed.

"You promised me not to hurt her, remember?" Naomi asked.

"I wont."

"But you have to make a decision now."

"I already made that decision a few days ago."

"Yeah, but that was before you had... . Naomi stopped for a moment and glanced at him.

"A daughter. I have a daughter. Mona."

"That was before you had a daughter. It's different now."

"I know."

"What do you wanna do?"

"I don't know."

"You should find out soon, Noah."

"I know, dammit."

He yelled and jumped up from the chair.

"You think I don't know that? Tell me, how can I choose between my daughter, my own flesh and blood and the woman I love, the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with?"

Naomi shook her head.

"I don't know."

"Neither do I."

Noah's voice got low and Naomi could see the desperation in his eyes.

Noah kicked over the bin and left the corridor.

Naomi got up and walked over to the window. She looked inside and saw all the tiny newborns. She remembered when Maya was born. Never would she have left her alone. Her gaze wandered over the little beds and stopped at one in the right corner. The name tag read "Mona Louise Barnes". Naomi sighed. So this was his daughter. She was a beautiful baby, that Naomi had to admit.

Naomi turned around and leaned against the glass with her back. She exhaled sharply. She didn't know how Noah would decide, hell he didn't even know himself. But one thing she was certain about. When his decision left her best friend in pieces, she would be there to put her back together again.

She could just hope that she wouldn't have to do this job after all.

With this Naomi walked back to Addison's room.