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"Mark, we promised." Helena started, staring up at her ceiling, laying on her bed.
"I know we did." Mark told her, his voice a bit whiny. "Doesn't mean I like it."
"Studies have shown it's not good for her!" Helena argued. "Besides, the crib is right here, she's sleeping in our room for a while, still."
Helena and Mark had been home with Alice for two nights, and they had slept with the baby in the middle of them, too in love to put her in her crib.
"You do it, then." The girl's husband pouted.
"Fine!" The brunette agreed.
Turning to her side, Helena found the little sleeping form nuzzled up against her, her husband smiling down at her. Narrowing her eyes, the girl let out a sigh.
"You don't want to either, do you?" Mark teased.
"I'm her food source, get your booty up and put her in the crib, it's only fair." Helena pouted herself, crossing her arms as she looked at the ceiling once more.
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"So now Teddy's refusing to teach me." Cristina is venting to Helena and Meredith, at the younger girl's house. The two brunettes sat on the couch as the blond was up, the baby in her arms.
"That sucks." Helena let out. "Have you tried to apologize, though?"
"I'm not apologizing for saving Callie's life!" The woman scoffed.
"I want to steal her. As in, actually kidnap her. She's so adorable." Meredith let out, swaying with the weeks old baby in her arms in the living room.
"Then I'd have to murder you." The foreign doctor let out, narrowing her eyes at her friend. "But she is the most perfect little girl ever. Even when she's crying at the top of her lungs and not letting us sleep."
"Oh, please, Fetus Genius is a newborn. They all look the same: like featherless, beakless chicken." The curly haired woman scoffed, making Helena smack the back of her head.
——
Helena walked through the halls of the hospital, Alice on a baby warp around her chest. She'd brought her in for a checkup and the doctor was now waiting for Mark to finish his last consult, before heading home.
Walking past a room, she noticed Arizona looking at a few scans, entering with a knock. "Hi, there."
"Oh, hi, Lena! Come in." The blond invited, the shorter girl making her way into the room.
"Hi, little princess." Arizona smiled at the small form wrapped up around her mother. "Aren't you the cutest?"
"She is, indeed. I'm a drooling mother." Helena agreed with a chuckle. "But Sofia's adorable, too, I saw her in the NICU. Callie seems better, I just went to see her."
"She is... we still got a long way to go, but she just managed to straighten out her hand today." The attending told her favorite student.
"That doesn't look good." Helena's smile fell as she looked at the scans Arizona was analyzing. "Not good at all."
"He has five different cardiac and abdominal defects. I was supposed to operate on him next week."
"And you're not anymore?" The short girl furrowed her brows, her hand around her baby, who cooed in her wrap.
"He's in Africa. I was supposed to go back there next week, but now I have a very sick little girl of my own, and a fiancée in the ICU..." Arizona explained, shrugging.
"Can't you fly him out here?" Helena suggested, her eyes still flying over the scans.
"I've tried. But you can't imagine the red tape and the money... and there's a dozen more like him that I wanna do the same thing for." The attending shook her head. However, as she noticed the telltale shine in Helena's eyes, she reprimanded. "Helena, ! You're in maternity leave."
"But that just means I have more time!" The short girl shrugged. "And you know I hold my own in the whole bureaucratic aspect, I could try to get him-"
"Lena, you just gave birth, one week ago!" The blond chuckled disbelievingly. "Alice is . You need to be resting, not working."
"I could at least ..." The short girl tried again.
"No...! Go home and be a unworried, unoccupied mother." The attending told her, leaving the room with an amused smile.
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"Lena?" Arizona asked, from the other end of the phone.
In her living room, Helena was siting surrounded by paperwork on all sides, her laptop in front of her and her hair thrown up in a bun. "Arizona, I know you told me to be an unworried, unoccupied mother, but I can't do it! I can't, because I'm not unworried about those kids and I can't be unoccupied with so much to do."
"Lena, it's two am. What are you talking about?" The voice on the other side of the phone asked, a bit lost.
"Oh, did I wake you? I'm sorry, Alice fell asleep just one hour ago, you sort of lose track of time with a newborn. They sort of sleep anytime except for when you want them to." The brunette apologized, glancing down at the baby monitor in front of her. Even if Mark was in the room with Alice, the woman couldn't take her eyes off of her baby.
"It's fine, I'm already up, now. W-what do you need?" The older woman told her, her voice a bit raspy from her sleep.
"I think I can do this, Arizona. I think I can make this happen. I've done my research and I've come up with a budget, I've looked up means of transport and legal documents... I can bring the kids from Africa here." Helena told the blond, a bright smile on her face. "I just need you to give me their information and contact. In a few weeks, I can have the complete plan for you. I can make this happen."
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