9.12

"We own a hospital. A hospital with coffee sleeves and an ER. How weird is that?" Helena muttered to Mark, the two entering the hospital, as the man held their baby.

"Very much weird. But also pretty great." Mark smiled, the two approaching the nurses station.

"I love the new logo." Richard told them, with a smile. "It really catches the eye. Good morning, miss Sloan." He smiled at the toddler, who giggled and waved at him.

"!" She let out.

"What's up with the sheet?" Derek asked, pointing to the white fabric that covered the logo.

"I thought you guys put it there for some kind of unveiling?" Jackson explained, Cristina reaching to hold Alice, as Helena handed her over.

"Well, someone should say a few words, right? It's unlucky not to..." Richard suggested.

"Sure, yes." Helena smiled, as her daughter happily played with Cristina's curls.

"Hey, why are you guys staring at the wall?" Arizona questioned, the group turning around to see her approaching with Callie.

"Oh, we're waiting for the... big unbelieving." Cristina shrugged, then turning to the toddler, and speaking to her in an almost whisper. "You're wearing the bow auntie Lexie gave you, aren't you? You look very pretty in red, little miss dimples."

"Oh. Well, you should be staring at my wife." Callie let out, proudly, Helena narrowing her eyes at her.

"New haircut?" Mark tried.

With an excited smile, Helena noticed. "Oh, new high-heeled leg!"

"Yeah, she's wearing high heels." Callie chuckled, spinning her wife around. "Because she had a sexy high-heeled leg that makes her ass go ." The woman motioned towards Arizona's bottom.

"Oh!" Cristina let out, covering the baby's eyes with her palm, making her giggle.

"Hey!" Meredith agreed.

"Wow." Helena smiled, giggling herself.

"Baby got back!" Cristina commented, making Alice repeat.

"B" She muttered, making Helena's eyes widened, as everyone chuckled.

"Oh, that's enough Cristina time for you, isn't it, ?" Helena chuckled, picking her up. "She's in a repeating fase."

As Arizona turned around, giggling, Callie invited. "Come on, guys, you can comment, too. You have permission. It's the one time in your life you can say it and, uh, not be gross."

"Uh, well, I think it's a fine, uh, gluteal..." Richard struggled.

"Oh, no, yeah, let's just do the unveiling." Arizona shook her head.

Approaching the sheet, Helena examined it, concluding. "I think the painters might have actually just left it here..."

The, with a sudden tug, the fabric fell to the floor, pulled by Alice's little hand. Everyone went silent for a moment, before the toddler started clapping, letting out. "Yay!"

"Well... that was underwhelming." Helena chuckled.

"'Yay' a good speech." Mark shrugged. "You could almost say Ali has a way with words."

"Well, you heard the lady. 'Yay', now let's get back to work." Jackson invited.

——

Helena charted at the nurses station by the surgery board, Alex sitting by her.

"Awesome. We are awesome." Cristina smiled down at the medical magazine she was holding. "Did you see our picture in this?"

"We do look pretty good." The small girl smile. "Professional."

"I am at 28 weeks and I am worried about DiGeorge syndrome..." Meredith sighed, her baby bump prominent as ever.

"DiGeorge?" Alex furrowed his brows, asking Helena. "That's, what, 1 in 100000?"

"Yeah, it's too rare, Mer. You can't start thinking of all the awful possibilities or you'll go mad." She nodded.

"More likely it will have a cleft palate or a heart defect." Alex shrugged, making Helena smack the back of his head.

"If your baby has a heart defect, I will fix it." Cristina offered.

"What about phenylketonuria?" Meredith asked her younger friend.

"We screen for that at birth and treat it with diet." She explained. "Really, stop worrying."

"What about a giant hemangioma? Like a huge, out of control blordsucker?!" The blond insisted, making the pediatric surgeon shoot her a look.

"Or maybe a congenital cystic adenomatoid malformation." Alex teased.

"Look, I'm a baby and child surgeon, Mer! Whatever your baby has, I'll fix it." Helena proposed.

"Uh, and we own a hospital!" Cristina looked up from the surgical magazine. "'A cutting-edge, research-oriented hospital with an advanced Level-I trauma center.' Whatever is wrong with your baby, we will fix it!"

"But you agree there's something wrong?" Meredith insisted.

"Meredith Grey, stop it. Your baby is fine. And, if they're not, we'll deal with it when we know more. Now, I'm walking away and going to go help sick kids, instead of your hypothetically sick one."

——

"Oh, Lena!" Bailey called out, as Helena walked down the hallway. "You got a sec?"

"Bailey, good morning." The short girl smiled, the older woman joining her in a walk. "I have to go to the NICU, right now, sorry."

"Well, I have to get some funding for my genome project." The woman shrugged.

"You're... pitching me?"