Isn't She Lovely?

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Labor was hard. Probably the longest, hardest process of Rachel's life. She'd opted to do it without medicine for various reasons and honestly considered going back on her word several times over the 20 hours it took Abbi to pass through her small body. But the hospital was nice, doing everything in it's power to keep her company, and Sam. Of course Sam hadn't ever left her side (even when she'd broken the skin on his arm with her nails during a contraction and called him all sorts of names). He'd walked laps with her, swam laps with her (yay Schronized Swim Team of WMHS), rubbed her back, sat in the shower with her, all these really intimate, close things that having an epidural would have prevented her from doing. Even through the pain, she'd been close to Sam, aware of what was happening and the minute they laid Abbi (bright red and pissed) on her belly, Rachel would have done it a million times over. Just for her.

Right on time and perfectly healthy, Abbi doesn't need to stay in the hospital very long. In fact, even though swabs were sent to the lab almost immediately after she was born, they still had yet to receive their DNA test results as they stepped into their new apartment (not that Rachel and Sam really care anymore. Abbi's an Evans, now. Officially). It's spacious, completely unpacked and baby proof, so Rachel's excited to be home. As soon as they enter the living room, she carries the half asleep newborn to the balcony door to show her the view of Central Park. "Look, Abbi! Isn't it pretty? As soon as you're old enough, I'm gonna take you over there for a little picnic..."

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Sam thought Rachel was insane to give birth naturally without drugs, but it was her body so he had to respect her decision, even though it practically killed him seeing Rachel in pain. But it was all worth it to meet Abbi Grace Berry for the first time. Despite her scrunching up her tiny red face as she cried (she had quite the set of lungs on her), she was still the most beautiful little person he'd ever seen. And when she did open her eyes as he held her in his arms, a strange silence coming over her as she looked up at the big lipped man cradling her to his chest, he couldn't help but sees his eyes in hers. Maybe he was only seeing what he wanted to see. They still had to wait for the DNA test results, but whatever they were, he'd love Abbi as his own.

He can't wait to get his two favorite girls home so Rachel can relax and put her feet up after those exhausting hours in labor. He's so glad they made the move to the new apartment, it's exactly what they need and it feels even more like a new beginning for them. The three of them. He comes up behind Rachel, arms slipping around her waist, chin resting on her shoulder as smiles down at Abbi. "You've been amazing these past twenty fours, Rachel. You were so brave." He presses a kiss to her shoulder. "I'm so proud of you."