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Mostly, what she does is stare. She holds Edie in her arms and she feeds her or she sleeps and she just...stares at her. Mostly, she's trying to figure out how something so utterly perfect can have come from her. Danny, she can believe it of, but her? What she do to deserve something like this. A few days after Edie is born, Alex lets Danny start texting people, letting them know that they can come and visit, if they want to. She installs herself in the sunroom with Edie wrapped in a blanket in her arms and she rocks, slowly, and she feels, for the first time in her life, like she's something entirely new.

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She hears the door and it takes a moment for her to get them out of the chair, Edie settled in her arms. She pads through the house and shifts the baby's tiny weight as she opens it. She smiles.

"Hey, Uncle Caleb," she says. "Sorry I look like shit."

"Oh my god, you look great," he assures, then lowers his voice because the baby is there, small and delicate and soft-looking. He bites his lip and shifts from foot to foot. "Fuck, she's so tiny," he whispers. She's not sleeping, he can feel that, but she's calm and quiet, and he doesn't want to change that by talking.

"Oh, my God, I do not, but you're very fucking cute," says Alex, grinning as she steps aside to let him into the house. "You can talk in a normal voice. She'll sleep through it. It's actually supposed to be good for them; reminds them of the womb or something."

"She's not sleeping," he says, even though her eyes are closed and she's so, so quiet and still. It feels like a bed he could lay on and just float away with. "I think she's just, like... enjoying being held and snuggled." He looks at Edie for a second longer, then at Alex, with puppy eyes and a huge smile. "Oh my god, Alex, you have a baby."

"It hadn't even occurred to me that you'd be able to feel that," she says, and then she smiles at him. "I know, right? It's fucking weird." She turns away from him, padding back into the great room and lowering herself and Edie down onto the sofa in front of the fire. "C'mon. Get comfy and meet her properly."

He follows her in and settles beside her. "Are you sore, or anything?" he asks. He isn't really able to feel other people's pain, not in a clear sense, so if Alex is feeling anything, he's not aware of it. But he can't imagine pushing out a human the size of a football is very comfortable.

"Wow, personal much?" says Alex, and then she grins. Her and Caleb have always had this kind of relationship - no point trying to hide something from him, when he can feel almost everything that she's feeling. "It's not the most comfortable that I've ever been, but I'm taking something for it, and it's getting better every day. Birth could have been a lot worse."

"I bet," he says. "Daniel's taking care of you, right?" he adds, feeling protective — and he knows that's all him, not Alex or the baby, who is starting to separate from him as she drifts into a gentle doze.

"Of course he is," she says, because she honestly can't imagine having a better partner in this than Daniel Tabor Arlington. "Do you want to hold her?"

He holds his hands up, palms facing her in a sort of warding gesture. "What if I hurt her?" he asks, eyes going huge. "She's so fucking little." Caleb probably can't hurt her just by holding her the way Alex is — it's not like he's Hulk levels of strong, or anything — but that fear is still there, like she's so fragile and delicate he might shatter her just by cradling her in his arms.

"She's not as fragile as she looks," says Alex, shifting to the edge of her chair. "Come on, dude. If I can do it, you can." She gestures. "Get comfortable and I'll hand her over, okay?"

He settles into his seat a little and bites his lip, obviously nervous and trying hard not to be.

"How do I hold her?" he asks. He has younger cousins, but he's never held a whole baby before. Or, if he did, it was when Alice was born, and she's only two years younger than him.

For a moment, he finds himself caught up on that. She's now as old as he was when he first got to Darrow. That's fucking weird.

"Bend your arm, so that you can support her head with your elbow," she says, shifting so that she can lean closer. "Put your other hand underneath her." Gently, she transfers Edie into her arms. "Just hold her like you're not scared of her, and you'll be okay."

"Okay," he says, doing as she directs, until suddenly there's a baby in his arms. She wakes a little during the transfer, but doesn't fuss. Just looks up at him with those bleary baby eyes before settling back into her doze.

"Oh, wow," he whispers. He looks up at Alex with naked amazement on his face before staring down at Edie.

"Yeah, she's pretty good, isn't she?" says Alex, settling back into her chair and reaching for a cup of tea that's been cooling for a while. "I keep walking in on Danny holding her and crying."

"God, I feel like I'm gonna cry," he admits with a hushed laugh. He reaches with one finger, just lightly brushing the pad against her soft, pudgy cheek. He looks up at Alex again. "How'd you get to 'Edie'?" he asks.

"Edith was Danny's favourite grandmother," says Alex, an uncharacteristically soft smile on her face. "Her full name is Edith Estrea Arlington-Stern. Edie seems like less of a mouthful."

"It's definitely less of a mouthful," he agrees, "but... the long one's still good. Weirdly kind of fitting, I think." He looks down at the baby again. "Are you gonna hyphenate her last name like that? Like, on paper?"

"Yeah, I think so," says Alex, settling into the corner of the couch. "We're not married, so it seems like the best possible option right now."

"Are you gonna?" he asks. "Get married, I mean. Not that you have to, like... people can live together and be in love and not get married." He sort of rushes that out, so he doesn't make Alex think he's judging her, or something. "Like, marriage doesn't make a family. I was just wondering." In his arms, Edie starts to stir a little, and he winces and presses a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"I've totally told you before," says Alex, sipping her tea, lifting her legs to curl them up underneath her as she watches him hold her baby, her heart full, somehow. Being around Caleb has always felt kind of like having a brother. "Boys like him don't end up married to girls like me," she says. "Not even when they knock them up."

Caleb rolls his eyes. "You need to stop with the classist bull," he says. "People get married for lots of reasons, and you two love each other so much that being in the room with both of you at the same time literally almost breaks my superpower." He isn't entirely kidding, either. He feels especially doe-eyed and soft inside when they're both too near, and it's always aimed at both of them, even if he's gotten a lot better at controlling how much he feels.

It always makes Alex feel weird - not in a bad way, just in the way that she notices - when Caleb talks about her and Danny, and that how it feels to him. She shrugs, curling into the sofa a little bit more. "I just can't see it," she says. "I can't...picture it. Something like that happening."

"You don't have to," he assures. "You just have to stop thinking you're somehow... undeserving of it." He looks down at Edie again, then at Alex. "You guys just made this whole, beautiful person together. Doesn't that count for something?"

"I can't just unlearn it all, Caleb," she says, softly. "I'm working on it, but...I was a disaster for so long. It's taking a while to figure out whether I can be someone else."

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