Until' the very end

Part 7

Ashton Blake is now 3 months old!
He likes drooling, cooling, smiling, cuddling, mommy and daddy, and milk. He dislikes tummy time, baths, and his car seat.
Taylor was on Set for Chicago Fire today, and Miranda didn't have to go in, she got to stay home and took in all the baby cuddles.
"Momma loves you." Miranda said, in her mom voice. "Yes she does." She said, Ashton cooed at her. "Yes." Miranda said.
She sat on the couch with Ashton on her legs, and talked to him. "Sweet boy, needs his butt changed." Miranda said. She took him upstairs and was changing his diaper. "Pew you stink." Miranda said, with a laugh. "Eww your butt stinks." Miranda laughed. She was changing his diaper and noticed a small rash on his lower back. She rubbed some rash cream on it "sweet boy, you have a rash on your back." Miranda said. "It's okay, we'll just keep an eye on it and continue to put rash cream on it." Miranda said, talking to Ashton. Ashton smiled at her.
After a few hours she laid him down for a nap and went to clean the house.
After about an hour Ashton woke up crying. Miranda went upstairs and picked him up, and sat in the chair and was rocking him when she noticed he was really hot and sounded congested. She went into the bathroom and grabbed the thermometer and checked his temp. "Sweet boy, you have a fever of 100.4 F." Miranda said. "We need to call Mel and daddy." Miranda said.
Miranda sat in the rocking chair and called Mel. "Mel, hey, it's Miranda Kinney." Miranda said. "Hello, is everything okay? Is Ashton okay?" Mel asked. "Not exactly! Ashton is running a 100.4 F fever, and sounds congested." Miranda said. "Okay, does he have a rash?" Mel asked. "Yes, umm on his lower back." Miranda said. "Can you check to see if he has a rash anywhere else?" Mel asked. "Yeah, one second." Miranda said, putting her on speaker, and laying Ashton down on her legs. She took off his onesie and noticed a patchy rash on his chest. "There's a patch rash on his chest." Miranda said. "Okay, I want you to bring him in, as soon as possible." Mel said. "Okay, I will." Miranda said.
Ashton started to cry, wanting to be picked up. "It's okay, you're okay." Miranda said. She called Taylor, "hey babe." Taylor said. "You need to come home." Miranda said. "Is everything okay?" Taylor asked. "Ashton has a 100.4 F temp and we need to take him to the office." Miranda said. "I'm on my way." Taylor said.
Miranda sat on the couch and waited for Taylor. The front door opened, "dada is home." Miranda said. "Hi buddy." Taylor said, sitting next to his wife and son. She handed him Ashton. "Oo he's burning up." Taylor said. "Do you think we should give him motrin?" Miranda asked. "Yeah, probably." Taylor said. She walked to the bathroom medicine cabinet and grabbed the baby Motrin, and took it downstairs and gave some to Ashton.
After a few minutes they headed to Mel and Doc.
Once they arrived, Miranda sat on the bed with Ashton in her arms. "Let's have a look." Mel said. She took his temp, and it was down to 100.0 F. "We gave him Motrin." Miranda said. "Good! What was before you gave it to him?" Mel asked. "100.4 F" Miranda said. Mel nodded, and checked his breathing, and looked at the rash. "It looks like Ashton has Roseola." Mel said. "Similar to a common cold." Mel said. "Thank goodness it's nothing major, I'm so glad it's just like a cold." Miranda said. "It will go away on its own within a week, continue giving him Motrin." Mel said. "Okay." Miranda said. "Thank you." Taylor said. "Of course, if the fever gets over 102.0 F bring him back in As soon as possible, if it gets too high give him a lukewarm bath." Mel said. Miranda and Taylor nodded. "Thank you." Miranda said. "Of course, anytime." Mel said.
They left the office and got Ashton home.
"Poor boy, you can't catch a break can you?" Miranda asked. "No, he can't, sweet boy gets everything."
Taylor said. He was sleeping, and Miranda and Taylor sat on the couch, while he slept. "I wish there was more we could do for him." Miranda said. "We don't even know what he needs" Miranda added. "All we can do is continue to give him medicine, watch him, and cuddle him." Taylor said. "I know." Miranda said. "I just want him to be okay." Miranda said, almost in tears. "He'll be okay. Taylor said, pulling her into a hug, and kissing her forehead.
After Ashton woke up, his fever was back at 100.4F. Miranda gave him some medicine, and fed him. She laid him on her chest and rubbed his back.
•1 week later•
Ashton was finally feeling better, and was back to his normal self.
Today Miranda and Taylor both had to be on set for Chicago fire and were taking Ashton with them, since they were only going to be there for about an hour.
"Are you ready to see your aunts and uncles?" Miranda asked. She put him in the car and waited for Taylor.
Once they got there, Kara sat next to Miranda. "Let me see my nephew." Kara said. Miranda handed her Ashton. "Hi sweet boy." Kara said. Ashton cooed at her. "That means he likes you." Miranda joked. "Kara, your turns up." David said. "It's my turn now." David said. "I just got him, and shouldn't you be going on, now." Kara said, with a laugh. "Kara we need you on set." Derek Haas said. "Umm no, they need you, now." David said. "Miranda you too." Derek said. "David can you?" Miranda asked. "You got it, hand him over." David said, already knowing what she was going to ask. Kara handed him Ashton. "Thank you." Miranda said. David nodded. "We're going to hang out." David said, talking to Ashton. He sat with Ashton in his arms and was talking to him. Taylor walked over to him "who gave you my son?" Taylor joked. "Your wife." David said.