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It's been a few weeks since my first meeting with Harry. Surprisingly, things have gotten better. And by better I mean not blowing up on him when he calls Elliot his daughter to me, and actually allowing them to have some alone time. I'm really shocked he is being so good towards her. Well, not really. When I found out I was pregnant I was never scared at the fact that he could possibly be a bad father. Honestly, it was the opposite. I knew he would be a wonderful dad and that our baby would love him with every inch of their body. I was terrified I wasn't cut out to be a mother but I knew with Harry by my side that we could have done a beautiful job raising our child. So when he left, I was terrified. He never knew that I was as scared, if not more scared, than he was to be a parent. He grew up in a home with a loving mother and father. He even had a step dad that he worshiped. He was great with kids and it all came so natural. I on the other hand had no mother. She died when I was born so I never had an example to live up too. My father did try his best but it never was the same. He could have eased so many of my fears and helped me so much, but he didn't love me enough to do so. It's sad to think about really, and I try to stay away from those thoughts but sometimes I can't help it. Seeing Elliot with him the past few weeks really has broken my heart more. It hasn't made it easier for me to deal with the fact he is back in my life. Really, it's made it worse. I have no idea why he left and I don't even know if I want to know. He is so wonderful with Elliot and it just confirms all my suspicions that he would be a great dad. Elliot loves him and I can tell he loves her, so what could have been more important than being there for us? I'm terrified to know that answer.

This week Elliot has come down with a cold which she gave to me. I took off work so that I could stay home with her, instead of Louis and Eleanor. Elliot is a lot to handle when she is sick. She seems to make everything a bigger deal which I guess she got from me. I have always hated being sick and made sure everyone knew how miserable I was. So imagine both of us sick in bed with nobody to take care of us. It's pitiful really. I told Harry not to come over this week but I never told him why. He absolutes seeing me sick, well I mean he did when we were dating. I can't imagine how he would react to Elliot being sick, so I didn't even bother to tell him. I knew he would be worrying himself to death over a small cold and I couldn't have that.

Flashback:

I hate being sick. To me, it is the worst thing that could happen. I would much rather be hungry, broke, cold, anything than sick. It ruins my whole day which in turn ruins my whole mood. I had to miss all of my classes today which means I'm behind for our next test. I have to get good grades this semester to get into the culinary program at NYU. Thankfully, I have Harry. He is going to pick up all of my work after he is done with classes. Normally I would object to him going out of his way for me, but I really need his help today. Speak of the devil..

"Em? Baby are you awake?" I could practically hear the worry dripping from his voice. He hates seeing my upset, and me being sick isn't a pretty thing. I tend to wallow in self pity and make everyone around me want to kill me.

"Yes, I'm back here! You can just drop my papers off on the counter, okay?" Instead of getting a response I heard his footsteps coming down the hall. I swear that boy drives me insane. I told him over and over again I didn't want him getting sick because than I would have to deal with a sick Harry and that isn't better than me.

"Baby, before you say anything I know I am going to get sick. I know you are miserable and that is exactly why I am here with your favorite chinese takeout, disney movies, medicine, juice, and Eddie the giraffe to keep you company while I am in class tomorrow." I swear that toothy smile he gives me makes me fall in love with him more and more each day. He has no idea what those dimples do to me. Or maybe he does..that's why he uses them.

"Oh Harry...I love you so much." I couldn't help but smile when I thought about how much I loved this man in front of me.

"I know baby, I love you more. Now scoot over and let me hold you until you fall asleep."

"Harry come on you don't have to stay the night. I would hate for you--" He cut me off before I could even finish my thought.

"Em hush, I want to do this. Hell, I'm going to be doing this for the rest of my life not just for you either, for our little girls and boys. I can imagine what dramatic children we will have, especially when they are sick. Now let's just eat so we can watch this movie and sleep."

And he did everything he said he would. He held me until I fell asleep.

Flashback Over.

I smile to myself at the memory, but is soon vanishes when I realize that he lied to me. He told me he wanted a family with me, he wanted to marry me. I gave him a family, granted it was unplanned, but I still gave him what he wanted.

Elliot stirred in my arms and that was enough to take my thoughts away from Harry. I hated seeing her sick but I will say this is the most she has slept in a while. I rub her hair and hum a lullaby to get her to fall back into a peaceful sleep.

"Emily?! Elliot? Are you guys home?" What the hell is he doing here. I told him not to come, is he that insane? Apparently so because instead of leaving, he took my silence has confirmation to come into my bedroom.

"Emily...I uh. Well I heard you were sick, that you both were--"

"Sh! She is asleep. If you knew anything about this child you would know how hard it is to get her asleep when she is sick, now come on I can't have her wake up." I swear I saw guilt and hurt flash through his eyes, but it didn't bother me. He followed me into the kitchen where I saw baskets of things laid out. I turned to look at Harry who had his lip between his teeth and scratching the back of his neck.

"Well.. I uh I know you love chinese takeout and how much you hate cooking when you are sick. And erm.. I figured you could use some DVDS, oh and tissues and medicine. I wasn't sure what kind to get Elliot but the pharmacist said that this kind works. But I mean you know that, you are her mother. A wonderful mother really, I uh I'm not trying to imply you aren't by bringing medicine. Shit. Don't think I think you didn't have any, I just wanted you to have one less thing to do. God I'm sorry--"

"Harry stop. This is..well this is wonderful. Thank you. I really appreciate it." And I was being honest. He was amazing, but I knew that. This was the Harry I love and the man I knew could be Elliot's father.

"I can leave. I should leave, yeah? I mean this was kind of a wanker move. I'm sorry Lou just told me you guys were sick and I know you hate it. I can only imagine how much Elliot hates it, I mean between the two of us she had to become a drama queen, right?" And if my heart could break anymore, it just did. He said those words to me before when he was planning out our kids. I had to stop myself from crying, but I knew he could see I was going too. I just wish things were normal again. It would have been so good.

"Wait..Harry, you uhm. You can stay. I mean you did all this, I can't just let you leave. Come on let's watch a movie and eat all this food." I don't think I have ever seen someone so happy. He took out the food and laid them out on plates and took a seat on the couch. I put the DVD in and grabbed a blanket and started to eat. We sat in a peaceful silence until I heard a whimper come from my bedroom. I turned to look at Harry but he was already looking at me with panic and worry in his eyes. His face was as white has his shirt. I nodded to him and he quickly ran to my room. He came back moments later with a tired looking Elliot and Eddie in his arms.

"Mama I don't feel good." Her sniffles made it almost impossible to understand a word she was saying, but I knew it was a complaint.

"I know baby, but look Harry brought some things for you and lots of DVDS how about you pick one out and we can watch one together." She ran over to the coffee table and grabbed the Little Mermaid and looked at Harry.

"Mister Harry how did you know the wittle mermaid was my favwite?" She held the movie out for him to put it in and he did just that.

"Oh baby, well don't tell anyone but a magic fairy told me it was when I was at the store today. Now come up here with mama and me and watch the movie." She sat down right on his lap and wrapped her small arms around his neck. He held her tight against his chest as if she would leave him. I saw him whisper something in her ear and give her a kiss on her forehead. Moments later they were both dead asleep. I loved just sitting here and watching them. It was the first time my heart smiled at the sight in front of me. Instead of feeling broken, I felt whole. I felt as if I could get my family back together.

Notes

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