After a rather long weekend of dealing with everyone's comments at the hospital, it was finally Monday night. Addison and Alex were going to have dinner to discuss Addison's pregnancy and start to work something out for after the baby was born. They had about six months until Addison's due date, but they wanted to work out any details before the baby was born.
As they sat in Addison's favorite Italian restaurant waiting for their waiter to return to take their orders, Alex started to ask Addison about her pregnancy, "When exactly is your due date? You've just been saying the middle of January, but what's the exact date? I'd like to plan to take some time off around then to help you out. I'd like to be there for the birth, but I get it if you don't want me in the room."
Sipping her water, Addison answered, "I'm due January 12th, but I'd almost expect to deliver before then, mainly because I'm forty-years-old and considered high risk, so the chance of early delivery is quite high. I like that you want to be there when the baby is born. The father should be there for the birth. If you want, you can crash at my place for a while after the birth, you know, just to help out with everything."
"That'd be nice, although I sure I won't think that when she's crying all night, but this is my kid and I want to be a good dad."
"She? You think the baby's a girl?" Addison asked, not even sure if Alex realized what he had said.
"I don't know. I think you would be great with a little girl. When I end up being just like my father, it will be easy for you to raise a little girl on your own. You'd take her shopping and get her all these cute little clothes and take her to Europe and just make up for me being a deadbeat. "
Reaching across the table, Addison patted the top of his hands, reassuring him. "You'll be a great father. I think it's a boy. I can see you helping him with his homework and teaching him how to play catch. Just relax. You've gotta plenty of time to freak out, just not tonight, okay?"
A month after having had dinner, Addison and Alex fell into a routine of having dinner together, outside of the hospital, at least once, but usually twice a week. Alex had also come to his senses and was spending a lot of time working in OB and Peds.
"Alex, I'm glad I found you. Are you free this afternoon?" Addison asked, after having looked over almost the entire hospital for the resident.
"Yeah, I can be. You need me to scrub in or something?" Alex was always trying to get more OR time.
"I have my ultrasound at three. I thought you'd like to be there. We should be able to find out if it's a boy or girl. I mean, you don't have to come, I just thought it'd be nice for you to be there," Addison wasn't sure if it was okay to be asking Alex to come to her appointment.
"I'll be there. Bailey's got me doing an appy, so I should probably go. I'll find you this afternoon. Oh, I'm not going to finish this, you can have it if you want, or you can toss it," Alex said as he handed her a muffin with a bite out of it.
Grinning, Addison couldn't help but think how wrong everyone had been about Alex.
Hours later, Addison was lying on an exam table in a hospital gown, wondering where Alex was. He said he would meet her a little while before the appointment, but he never showed, so she went by herself. A few minutes after the doctor entered the room, there was a knock on the door.
"Sorry I'm late. I got held up with a post-op patient," Alex said as he walked towards Addison.
"It's okay. We haven't started anything yet."
The doctor briefly explained the ultrasound and what all she was going to be checking for. As the doctor placed the wand on Addison's abdomen, she found herself reaching over and taking Alex's hand in her own.
"You said you wanted to know what you're having, right?" the doctor asked, seeing that both Addison and Alex were nodding.