It was a stand-off. Small, wide, wondrous blue eyes met a slightly lighter and narrowed pair. The small blue pair belonged to a chubby and rather pleasant looking baby, who was sitting in a carrier on the middle of a dark wooden table. The narrowed pair belonged to a dark red-brown haired woman, who was standing at the side of the table and staring at the baby as if daring it to cry.

"Yacker? Yacker, I'm home!" Came a voice from down the hall, causing the intense scene to shift and making the woman jump. She turned around to see a dirty blonde haired man walking into the room, his eyes widening at the sight of the baby on the table.

"You had a baby and didn't tell me? Well, I was thinking about children, but rather fast, don't you think?" He asked, striding over to the table and making faces at the now cooing baby.

"Don't, Eddie. Nina had a doctor's appointment and Fabian's off doing whatever he does, and Nina practically begged me to watch this smelly little thing." Patricia said, wrinkling her nose at the child.

"Awh, come on, Yacker. She's adorable," Eddie said, rolling his eyes at the woman and turning back to the baby, his voice changing. "Aren't you? Aren't you? Yes you are! Who's a cute baby? Evie is! Yes she is!" He cooed, tickling the giggling baby. Patricia couldn't help but chuckle at his sudden change.

"Since when do you like children, anyway? And if she's so cute, you can clean up any mess she makes… been here fifteen minutes and she's already spit up twice and soiled herself once…" Patricia mumbled, running a hand through her loose and wavy hair. "And, we have to feed it. What are you supposed to feed a 5 month old? Nina said something… I can't remember though, she was rushing because she was running late. Ugh." She carried on with her rant while walking into the small kitchen, though Eddie wasn't paying much attention.

"Can you say Eddie? Say it! Ed... Ed… Eddie!" He said, holding the baby's small hands as it giggled and babbled away. Patricia came back into the room holding a box of cereal and reading the side of it.

"I think this'll work. Who chokes on cereal? And, Eddie, go get that little chair thing Nina brought over, it's by the door." She said quickly, shooing him away from the baby. Her eyes slid over the smiling child again, its face resembled Nina's more then Fabian's, though it had his deep blue eyes. Patricia supposed the kid had a lot of hair, for a child her age, anyway, as two little pig-tails of brown hair stuck up on either side of the baby's head.

"Got it. Let's just set it here on the rug, we can both sit down here. Bring Eve over." Eddie said, bending down and situating the little chair in front of him on the rug. Patricia's gaze shifted between Eddie and the child, and she rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you get her and set her down in the chair?" She snapped, crossing her arms. Eddie looked up from where he was unsnapping the buckles in the chair and shrugged.

"'Cause I'm working on the chair. Just pick up the baby and bring her over, it won't kill you, Yacker."

"How do you know? What if I don't want to pick her up?"

"Why wouldn't you want to pick a baby up? You're barely walking five steps with her!"

"Because I don't want to, Eddie! She's so tiny and if I slip and drop her then… then she's probably going to shatter or something! And then Fabian and Nina will kill me because they like her or something!" Patricia gushed quickly, but groaned loudly after she had registered what she had just said. Eddie gave her a smirk and waggled an eyebrow.

"Well, now, you have to pick her up." He challenged, standing up. Patricia gave him a harsh glare, though he laughed it off. "Come on, you won't hurt her. Besides, girls have that motherly instinct thing, don't they? Yours'll kick in and you'll be like, Super Aunt." He soothed, or tried to, and put a hand on her shoulder.

"If I drop her though –"

"You won't. And if it makes you feel any better, I'll hold my hands under her and catch her if you do." Patricia groaned, admitting defeat, and turned towards the still-smiling baby. Muttering curses directed towards Eddie, Patricia put the cereal box down and then leaned over and unbuckled Eve from her carrier. Patricia then gingerly picked her up, the baby looking at her intently. She held Eve out from her, as if the baby was a bomb, and turned to Eddie fearfully.

"I can't believe you're scared of holding a baby!" He laughed loudly, making Eve wiggle in Patricia's hands and Patricia send him a glare. It looked as though she was holding her breath, like if she breathed on the baby, she'd fall. Eddie rolled his eyes and walked over, holding his hands under Eve as they slowly shuffled over to the baby chair.

"Take her." Patricia said through gritted teeth. There was absolutely no way she was bending down holding a baby. Eddie knew better to protest and took Eve in his arms, and, holding her close to his chest, bent down onto the rug. Patricia watched as he buckled her in, making silly faces all the while.

"Aren't you an only child?" She asked, reaching over and grabbing the cereal box off of the table.

"Yeah, and?" He asked; his voice still high and silly, as he was hunched over and tickling Eve.

"I had a sister and I'm not nearly as good with babies as you are." She muttered, sitting down cross-legged next to him on the rug. He laughed and took the cereal box from her hands.

"Yeah, but Piper's a twin. She's the same age as you, so you've like, never been around a baby, right?" He asked; his voice normal now as he put a few cereal pieces down on the tray strapped over Eve's lap.

"I have though! I have a few cousins on my dad's side, and they're all years younger then me and Piper. And now there's Eve and Mara's pregnant too and I'm still here, dealing with you, with no motherly bone in my body."

"Hm. Maybe you're just defected then, Yacker." Eddie said absentmindedly as he watched Eve sucking on a piece of cereal. Patricia slapped him lightly on the arm and sent him a signature glare; though Eddie was so used to this it barely fazed him anymore. They sat in silence for a few minutes, listening to Eve gurgle and suck on the cereal. After a while, she stopped, looked around, and then began to pucker up.

"Eddie! I think she's going to cry!" Patricia exclaimed, nudging Eddie, who had been staring absentmindedly out the window. He blinked and looked at the baby, who was now whimpering.

"What's wrong with her? She didn't spit up again, and," Patricia paused, sniffing the air, "I don't think she's soiled herself again." Eddie looked at Eve, whose whimpers were now getting louder as tears began to pool in her eyes.

"Maybe she's thirsty? Did Nina bring any bottles or formula or anything?"

"Oh, yeah! I put it on the stand in there…" She muttered, pushing herself up and quickly walking into the other room. She returned with an empty bottle and a container of formula in her hands. Patricia walked past Eddie and Eve, the latter of which was now wailing softly, into the kitchen where she quickly prepared the bottle.

"Well, I think I did it right…" She offered, walking back in and handing the bottle to Eddie. He shook it and took a short drink, earning him a look of disgust from Patricia.

"Eddie! That's sick! It's baby formula! That stuff smells horrible." She said, wrinkling her nose. "Calm down, I had to make sure you made it right. And it doesn't taste that bad." He said, cleaning the nipple off and giving it to Eve, supporting it in her mouth. He heard Patricia mutter something that sounded suspiciously like 'Americans' but, of course, ignored her. Eve quieted down instantly, now contently drinking the bottle.

"When's she getting picked up?" Eddie asked, slowly unbuckling Eve from her seat.

"I don't know. Nina said her appointment would last like an hour, but who knows when Fabian will get off work." Patricia said, watching Eddie gently pick up Eve and stand, cradling her in his arms.

"Oh. Go sit down on the couch." He said bluntly, his eyes watching the baby in his arms.

"What?" Patricia asked, her tone suggesting she was ready for an argument, as she quite disliked being told what to do.

"Please?" Eddie said softly, and, Patricia, who didn't want to hear a baby crying during a loud argument between the two of them, trudged over to the couch and plopped down. She eyed Eddie carefully, wondering why her sitting down was so important, and – oh, no. Eddie came walking over to her, holding Eve out.

"No! What if she chokes?" Patricia said, almost fearfully, as Eddie ignored her and placed the baby in her lap anyway. "Ugh, Eddie – no – please." But still, her annoyingly stubborn boyfriend settled the baby in and handed Patricia the bottle.

"Just feed her, she won't hurt you and you won't hurt her." Patricia made a rude hand-sign toward him with her free hand, but then offered the bottle to Eve again. The baby eagerly began drinking, closing her eyes dreamily. Patricia's arm curled around the baby carefully, and she couldn't help but smile looking down at the tiny little human, a perfect mixture of two of her closest friends. Eddie smiled as well, leaning against the wall and watching the two of them. 'No motherly bone in her body, my butt.' Eddie thought with a smirk.

Time passed quickly, and Eve had settled into a contented nap on the couch. Patricia sat with her back against the couch in front of were Eve was sleeping, with Eddie on the floor across from her and a board game in the middle.

"Ha! Beat you again, weasel!" Patricia teased in a loud whisper, sticking her tongue out. "Oh, real mature." Eddie muttered clearing the board with a huff – no one ever said he was a graceful loser. Suddenly a quiet buzz filled the air, and Patricia picked up her vibrating phone.

"Yeah… yeah… Yeah – Fabian, shut up, she's fine. She's napping. …Okay… Yeah, sure, we'll have her ready… See you." She pressed the end call button and looked up at Eddie.

"He doesn't shut up, I swear. But he got off early today and he's coming over to pick her up in a few minutes." Patricia said softly, standing up and stretching. "You watch her, I'll gather up the stuff."

Soon enough, Eve's things were gathered and settled on the floor beside the couch. Patricia watched the slowly rising and falling pink blanket that was covering the baby's stomach, wondering what was going through her mind – probably how many more times she was preparing to soil herself in the next few hours. A loud chiming suddenly filled the house, and Eddie got up to get the door. Eve barely stirred at the sound of the doorbell, and continued with her sleep. Fabian and Eddie's muffled voices carried through the flat, and the sound of their footsteps drew nearer until they appeared in the doorway.

"Thanks, Patricia, Eddie. Nina felt really bad about asking you guys to watch her, but no one else could today." Fabian said quietly, walking over and touching Eve's head softly.

"Wasn't a problem, it was nice to have someone else to talk to besides Yacker. We'll watch her whenever you guys need us too, right?" Eddie said, glancing over at Patricia, who was sitting by Eve's feet. She nodded silently, watching Fabian carefully pick up Eve. She let out a cry of protest at being waked up, but snuggled into his arms none-of-the-less.

"I'll get her stuff, you get the door?" Eddie asked, looking over at Patricia, who was being oddly quiet. She nodded again and stood up, striding towards the door and holding it open as Eddie and Fabian walked out with Eve and her things. In a few minutes, she was safely in the car and Fabian thanked them once again, and then they were off.

"So, Yacker, babies."

"So, weasel, I still don't like them."

"Oh, you do too! I saw the way you looked at Eve!"

"Oh, shut up. Do you really want to deal with a crying, pooping, smelly machine for the rest of our lives? Babysitting a friends kid is one thing, having one is another. And besides, we're not even married yet."

"Then lets get married!" Eddie exclaimed, clapping his hands as if it was that easy.

"Shut up, Eddie! If you want a baby so much, I'll run down to the shops and buy you a baby doll. And I'm going to take a shower." Patricia said, rolling her eyes and walking out of the room.

Eddie grinned deviously, "Maybe I'll join you!" He called loudly.

"Eddie!"