The First Encounter

Chapter Nine

Mark disappears for a second before reappearing with a tiny cot. "It goes on the bed with you and you can co-sleep without fear of rolling on him."

Arizona sighed. She nodded.

Timothy was curled up in her arms.

Arizona looked down at Timothy.

The tiny baby was sound asleep with a small smile on his lips.

Arizona kissed Timothy's head. 

The baby releases a soft grunt and curls into her more.

Arizona looked at her daughter.

The baby was sound asleep.

Arizona smiled.

Timothy shifts in her arms and stretches his arms out before curling into her again.

Arizona sat down on the rocking chair.

"You look about ready to pass out." Mark says softly.

"I'm tired. Can you take him?" Arizona asked.

Nodding his head, Mark moves forward and gently takes the baby.

Arizona leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes. 

"Go lay down." Mark says softly.

Arizona didn't respond, having already fallen asleep.

Chuckling, Mark gently lays Timothy in his crib before lifting Arizona and carrying her to bed.

Arizona yawned in her sleep.

Mark gently lays her down and covers her up just as Callie gets home.

"Callie, be quiet." Mark whispered as he made his way into the living room.

Callie frowns and looks at her husband. "What?"

"Arizona is asleep. We need to be quiet." Mark said.

Nodding her head, Callie stretches slightly.

"Long day?" Mark asked. "Get some rest. I'll watch the kids."

Shaking her head, Callie moves forward and wraps her arms around his neck. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." Mark said, smiling softly. He wrapped his arms around her waist.

Leaning in, Callie connects their lips.

Mark pulled her closer.

Moaning softly, Callie deepens the kiss.

Mark smiled against her lips.

A soft cry from the nursery catches their attention as Arizona's daughter wakes up.

Callie pulled away and sighed. "Our attention is being demanded.

"What's her name?" Mark asks, he always struggled with the little girl's name.

"Um...." Callie though for a long moment.

Mark scratches the back of his head. "It starts with an A."

"An A..." Callie echoed.

"Abigail?" Mark asks questioningly.

"No. That's not it." Callie said.

Mark frowns just as the baby's cries grow louder.

"Ava?" Callie said.

Mark shakes his head. "Avery?"

"I think that was it." Callie said.

Mark nods his head. "I'll get her if you can make a bottle."