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Title: A Baby's Story
Author: Christine
For: skywaterblue
Characters: J/D, Isobel
Spoilers: None
Rating: Gee
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin, John Wells, etc. own it all, not me
Notes: Tori gave me the choice: fluffy babyfic or angsty smut. It's Christmastime, so I thought fluff would be better. But this? There's no way to explain this other than to blame the crack. Really.
*****
Mommy and I are just getting settled in our new room when a funny looking man with crazy hair comes skidding into the room. "We were mid-way between here and China when Sam had the call put through and -"
Hey, I know that voice. It’s the one I’ve been waiting to hear ever since I came out of Mommy's tummy. That funny looking man is Daddy!
He stops talking when he sees Mommy and me cuddling on the bed and his look of panic immediately changes to one of awe.
"Donna…"
Mommy smiles at him and holds me up. “Meet your daughter, Joshua.”
He gingerly takes me from Mommy's arms, but he must not be used to babies, because he lets my head flop backwards until Mommy intervenes and shows him the right way to do it. "Here, like this."
He does as she says and cradles me to his chest. “She's beautiful,” he says.
Mommy laughs. "Isobel Rebecca Lyman. Six pounds, two ounces, eighteen inches long, and as impatient as her father."
Really? I'm just like Daddy? I gurgle my approval and Daddy looks down at me with a goofy smile. Then he gets this funny look on his face and all these wrinkles show up on his forehead. He looks back at Mommy. "God, Donna, I am so sorry… I didn't want to miss this."
"It's ok," she whispers, lifting her hand to stroke my head. "You couldn't have known she'd arrive a month early. Neither of us could have. It was just one of those things -"
"No," he says. He sounds angry and I worry that maybe I shouldn't have tried so hard to arrive today. But I wanted to meet them. I wanted to see the world. And things were taking too long. I couldn't wait! "I should have been here. I shouldn't have let him talk me into that trip to China -"
Mommy interrupts him. "Josh. It's okay."
"It's not!" he insists. "I missed her birth, I missed being here for you -"
"But you're here now. That's what matters," she tells him soothingly and I try to smile, but all I manage to do is yawn.
I snuggle deeper into Daddy's arms and listen to his heartbeat as he and Mommy continue to talk. It’s been a long day and I’m sleepy. There’s so much more to see and learn, but it will have to wait for later, I think, as I finally give in to sleep and close my eyes.
~End~
Author: Christine
For: skywaterblue
Characters: J/D, Isobel
Spoilers: None
Rating: Gee
Disclaimer: Aaron Sorkin, John Wells, etc. own it all, not me
Notes: Tori gave me the choice: fluffy babyfic or angsty smut. It's Christmastime, so I thought fluff would be better. But this? There's no way to explain this other than to blame the crack. Really.
*****
Mommy and I are just getting settled in our new room when a funny looking man with crazy hair comes skidding into the room. "We were mid-way between here and China when Sam had the call put through and -"
Hey, I know that voice. It’s the one I’ve been waiting to hear ever since I came out of Mommy's tummy. That funny looking man is Daddy!
He stops talking when he sees Mommy and me cuddling on the bed and his look of panic immediately changes to one of awe.
"Donna…"
Mommy smiles at him and holds me up. “Meet your daughter, Joshua.”
He gingerly takes me from Mommy's arms, but he must not be used to babies, because he lets my head flop backwards until Mommy intervenes and shows him the right way to do it. "Here, like this."
He does as she says and cradles me to his chest. “She's beautiful,” he says.
Mommy laughs. "Isobel Rebecca Lyman. Six pounds, two ounces, eighteen inches long, and as impatient as her father."
Really? I'm just like Daddy? I gurgle my approval and Daddy looks down at me with a goofy smile. Then he gets this funny look on his face and all these wrinkles show up on his forehead. He looks back at Mommy. "God, Donna, I am so sorry… I didn't want to miss this."
"It's ok," she whispers, lifting her hand to stroke my head. "You couldn't have known she'd arrive a month early. Neither of us could have. It was just one of those things -"
"No," he says. He sounds angry and I worry that maybe I shouldn't have tried so hard to arrive today. But I wanted to meet them. I wanted to see the world. And things were taking too long. I couldn't wait! "I should have been here. I shouldn't have let him talk me into that trip to China -"
Mommy interrupts him. "Josh. It's okay."
"It's not!" he insists. "I missed her birth, I missed being here for you -"
"But you're here now. That's what matters," she tells him soothingly and I try to smile, but all I manage to do is yawn.
I snuggle deeper into Daddy's arms and listen to his heartbeat as he and Mommy continue to talk. It’s been a long day and I’m sleepy. There’s so much more to see and learn, but it will have to wait for later, I think, as I finally give in to sleep and close my eyes.
~End~