Madison was sitting in the recovery unit with Holly in her arms. She danced a tiny teddy bear in front of her daughter's face and watched Holly's mouth part in a wide smile as her tiny hands tried to grab at it.

"My beautiful little angel." she whispered, passing the tiny bear into the baby's grasping fingers.

But she was sadly too little. Holly needed to gain a few more pounds before they could take her home. Madison wondered what bringing her home would be like. Scott had brought everything a baby could want, a fully furnished nursery, a sleek new buggy and a wardrobe of clothes. Holly had everything she needed accept time with her daddy.

Scott was so busy at work Madison felt like she barely saw him.

Madison looked down at Holly who was staring back with bright blue eyes, her little mouth gumming away at the arm of the toy in her grip. She didn't seem to notice the breathing tube that disappeared up her left nostril or the leads attached to her chest. She was just a perfect, happy little girl.

All Madison could think about was how Scott was missing it all. Holly was changing so fast already and he was missing it! She knew his work was important but sometimes she worried that he thought that work was more important than their family.

Even when he came to the hospital, his first stop is always Adam's room. She and Holly were coming second. And when Scott did visit he looked so drained. She worried he was overdoing it but he wouldn't talk about work when came to see them. If it was going that badly, surely he needed to talk about it!

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Madison had Holly settled in her crib when she felt a shadow at her shoulder. She turned around to see Scott smiling down at them both.

"How has she been today?" he asked, bending down to kiss Madison's cheek.

"She's been very playful." said Madison. She paused, she couldn't help noticing how exhausted Scott looked. "How are you?"

Scott collapsed on the seat beside her.

"I'm beat." he said, "But today has been a good day. I've postponed a very difficult decision after some sage advice from a friend. And then I came here to see you."

"A friend?"

"Marissa; she told me if I have a little faith and it will work out in the end. I'm not sure how it is going to work out but I'm beginning to feel that it will."

"That must have been some pep talk." said Madison. Scott looked more relaxed than she had seen him in a long time.

"Her memory has returned, did I tell you? She's back to her old self completely. It's almost like she never went away!" said Scott, grinning. "She was right there with a hug and a hand to hold which was just what I needed."

"That's great." said Madison, "You were always such great friends." But even as she spoke a seed of jealousy took root. Why could he talk to Marissa and not to her? "But isn't that what I'm here for?"

Scott looked back at her and sighed.

"I love you, but you don't need this burden as well. It's just work! I want you to focus on Holly and our future."

"But you can tell Marissa?" Madison asked a hint of wariness in her voice.

"With all her ties with Chandler, she understands what a mess I've been left with." said Scott, but he had heard the edge to Madison's words. He leant forward and took her hand. "But believe me I'm not shutting you out of this… you've just been through so much I want you to be happy. You have no idea how good it makes me feel to come here and see your smiling face and our precious baby girl. At the end of the day that is what I need more than anything!"

He leant closer until their noses were almost touching.

"You're the one that gets me through." He said softly, before kissing her lips.

Madison returned the kiss, but her eyes were open as she watched his face intently searching for a lie.

She wanted to believe him, but still she couldn't help the seed of jealousy that had planted in her mind. Why could he talk to Marissa and not her?

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