A/N: I totally forgot that I was in the middle of posting this chapter. I think I may have said before but this is my final Private Practice story that I will be posting. I'm going to upload four chapters here for you due to the long wait you've had and because I will probabaly forget about this story again.

A couple of days later Pete was sat in the kitchen of his father's house as he had dinner with him, Clara and Lindsey.

"So, how's everything, Pete?" Clara smiled at him.

"Good." Pete smiled back. "We found out the sex of the baby on Monday."

"You did? What are you having?" Richard looked at his son with excitement in his eyes.

"A girl." He smiled proudly.

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Clara grinned. "A little girl. You'll have a granddaughter, Richard." She turned to her husband.

"That's great." Richard smiled widely.

"Have you thought of any names?" Clara asked with interest. "There are so many names you could consider."

"We're not sure yet, it's really hard. All we know is that we want something different."

"So not a traditional name?" Richard asked before he sipped on his drink.

"I don't think so." Pete shook his head. "Maybe as a middle name." Richard nodded and thought about non traditional names. "Addison is feeling a little unprepared so we're going to start baby shopping this weekend."

"Oh!" Clara's head shoot up. "Don't we still have some of Lindsey's old baby things in the attic? Yes, we do." She nodded. "You should take a look at it, Pete. You might be able to make use of some of it. It's a shame to just leave it there to gather dust."

"Are you sure?" Pete was a little surprised as he looked at the older woman.

"Of course I'm sure." She nodded. "So long as Lindsey has the choice of having it all once you've finished with it. It's better than gathering dust."

"Okay." Pete smiled softly. "I'll take a look later. Thank you."

"Great." Clara smiled happily as they all ate.

"Maybe next time we meet I can bring Addison. I'm sure she'd love to meet you all," Pete suggested.

"We'd love that." Richard smiled softly at his new found son. "We'd really like to meet her. She seems like a big part of your life."

"She is." He smiled softly. "She really is." Richard and Clara shared a smile at the look on Pete's face when Addison was mentioned.

Thy four of them continued to eat dinner before they moved into the living room and Clara got the baby clothes from the attic for Pete to take a look at. Richard was still in the attic digging out the crib and pram with Lindsey.

"Everything looks adorable, Addison will love that." Pete smiled softly as he looked through the stuff.

"You think it's her style?" Clara worried.

"I do." He nodded. "I can always show her and let her choose what she likes, but I'll make sure Lindsey gets everything back." Clara smiled softly and reached for a dress. "Thank you so much." Pete smiled at her.

"You're having a baby so it seems a shame not to let you have them." She shrugged.

"We really appreciate it."

"We'd like to contribute to the baby," Clara told him.

"You would?" Pete looked at her as he held a little pink dress in his hands.

"Yes." She nodded. "This baby is our… Richard's," she corrected herself, "first grandchild."

"That's more than I ever expected," he admitted.

"We want to be your family, Pete."

Pete gave a soft smile. "I want that, too. I want our baby to have grandparents."

"We want to help in any way we can."

"That means a lot.

Clara smiled softly as they began to look through the clothes.

When Richard and Lindsey brought down the pram and crib Richard helped Pete to load them into his car.

"The crib might need a little cleaning up." Richard stood back to look at the crib.

"Oh that's alright." Pete nodded. "It's really beautiful though."

Richard nodded. "We thought it was too beautiful to get rid of so we thought we'd keep it, hope that one day Lindsey would want it, but." He shrugged.

"I'm sure she will one day."

"Maybe." Richard gave a nod before her clapped his hands and smiled at Pete. "Coffee?"

"Coffee sounds good." Pete smiled back and nodded.

"Great, biscuits too?"

"Sure."

Richard nodded and they made their way back inside. All four of them settled down in the living room where they enjoyed the rest of the evening.

"So, next week both you and Addison will come?" Richard asked hopefully as Pete was getting ready to leave.

"If she can make it, yes." Pete nodded.

"Great." Richard smiled. "We can't wait."

"I can't wait for you to meet her either." He smiled softly.

"Why don't we go out for dinner next week?" Clara suggested.

"Sure." Pete nodded. "That sounds good. Gives you a break from cooking as well." He smiled.

"Great. Call us."

"I will." He nodded as he walked towards his car. "And thank you again." They waved Pete off as he pulled off of their driveway and made his way towards Addison's.

He pulled up in her driveway about half an hour later and got out of the car before getting the box of clothes from the back and walking up the steps to her front door. Pete saw the light flicker on in her hallway before she opened the front door sleepily.

"Hey." She smiled and opened the door wider for him.

"Hey." He looked at her as he walked inside. "Have you been sleeping?"

"Yeah. I thought I'd get an early night. What's in the box?" she asked as she followed him into her living room.

"I didn't mean to wake you." Pete frowned slightly as he put the box down on the coffee table.

"It's fine." She lowered herself onto her couch and curled her legs underneath her body.

"There are some things my father and Clara gave me," he explained as he sat down as well. "I thought you'd like to take a look at them."

"Things?" She looked at him confused. "What things?"

"For the baby." Pete pulled the box closer and opened it for her to see.

"Oh." Addison nodded and leaned forward to look inside the box.

"It's fine if you don't like it. I just thought I'd show you. There's a crib and a pram in my car as well."

She picked up a dress from the top and let it slide over her fingers as she took in all the details.

"They used to be Lindsey's." Pete watched her as she looked at the dress.

"And they want us to have them?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah." He nodded. "I wasn't sure about taking them but they insisted."

"It's beautiful and in such good condition." Addison put the dress down and picked up a baby grow.

"I know, there are some really cute things. You should see the crib, it's beautiful."

"Have you got it with you?" She looked up at him.

"I do." Pete nodded. "It's in the car. Want me to get it?"

"Please. I'd like to see it."

He got up from the couch and walked out to his car before he returned five minutes later, carrying the crib into the living room. Addison stood up from the couch and walked over to the crib and lightly ran her fingers over the white wood.

"If you want to get her a new one, we can." Pete said as he watched her. "But I think it would look great in her room."

"They really want us to have this?" she whispered and looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"They do." Pete nodded and frowned slightly. "Is something wrong?"

"It's just…they want us to have this," she whispered.

Pete smiled softly as he looked at her. "Yeah."

"They don't even know me and they want me to have all of their baby things. It's just so touching."

"They want to get to know you, though."

Addison nodded and turned back to the crib. "It's so beautiful," she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Hey." Pete smiled softly and wrapped an arm around her. "You're being emotional, aren't you?"

"No," She sniffed and tried not to cry.

"It's okay." He softly rubbed her arm. "I'm glad you like it."

"I love it. It's so perfect."

"It really is," Pete agreed. "Just imagine our baby girl sleeping in there."

"In a baby grow."

Pete smiled softly at the image. "We can decorate the rest of the room so it matches the crib."

Addison nodded. "It will match my room too."

Pete nodded and looked down at the crib. "Do you want to join us for dinner next week?"

"Dinner?" She looked up at him surprised.

"Yeah." He nodded once more. "With my father, Clara and Lindsey."

"They really want to meet me?"

"They do." Pete smiled softly. "They can't wait, actually."

"I'd love to come." Addison smiled back.

"Great." His smile grew. "They'll be happy to hear that."

"Is it wrong I want to put this crib up now?" She leaned into his side.

"It might be a little early." Pete smiled softly.

She sighed. "What do you think about Moses baskets?"

"Is she going to be comfortable in there?"

"Yes." Addison nodded. "Only for the first few months so we don't have to move the crib from my room to the nursery."

"Okay." Pete nodded as well.

"Or would you rather she slept in a crib from the beginning?"

"If a Moses basket is easier and if she feels comfortable in it then I don't mind."

"Really?"

"Do you think it'll be hard for her to switch from basket to the crib?"

"I hadn't thought about that," Addison admitted.

"We can talk to someone when we go shopping," he suggested.

"Okay." She nodded. "We should start decorating the nursery soon."

"We should," Pete agreed. "This weekend when we go shopping?"

"That sounds good." She nodded. "Do you want to stay tonight? It's already late."

"I was just going to let you get back to sleep. You look tired."

"You can stay if you want to. I don't mind." She smiled softly.

"Okay." Pete nodded.

"Can you carry the crib upstairs for me?"

"Of course." He picked it up carefully before walking towards the stairs.

"Thanks." Addison smiled softly before they put the baby things in the spare room and went to bed.