A/N: This story takes place three years after I'm Happy Just To Dance With You and shortly after Blackpool.

Chapter One

"Where's the bloody doctor?!" Marcy shouted as Campbell tried not to scream while she held onto his hand. His fingers felt like they were going to snap as he looked at the nurse, who was looking at the monitor, and he lightly coughed.

"He's still in surgery," the nurse said as she looked at the readout then wrote on the chart and placed the chart on the small table next to the bed. Marcy's doctor was in surgery doing a C-section, but it had been hours and Marcy felt like she was going to explode. The nurse left the room while Campbell kissed the back of Marcy's hand and she glared at him. He gently teased inside his head how she could be so grumpy since she'd been through childbirth twice.

"Just calm down, eh," he said as she dug her nails into the palm of his right hand and Campbell groaned, nearly falling out of the chair.

"You are getting the surgery as soon as this is out of me!" she snarled and Campbell nodded, taking his hand back. He saw a little blood under the rubber glove as he sighed and got up, walking to the window. She looked at his back as her heart went out to him and she sighed, brushing the hair out of her eyes. When they found out that she was pregnant, she nearly had to hold him down because he jumped up and down and was whooping as he pumped his fist in the air. It had been three years since Campbell's brain surgery and they were told there was a chance that Campbell wouldn't be able to have children after being temporarily paralyzed. "Campbell, are you ok?"

"Aye," he said with a slight nod of his head then turned, looking at her.

"Then could you do me a favor?" she asked as he walked to the bed and took her hand, kissing the top of her head.

"What is it?" he asked and she pulled on the top of the surgical gown he was wearing and the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose.

"Get this out of me!" she growled and he fought the urge to smile as she pushed him back. Nodding, he walked to the foot of the bed when he pulled the stool closer and sat down. Marcy's legs were in the stirrups as he looked at the white sheet dangling between her legs and he looked up at her. He knew that he had seen his wife's crotch and folds before, but this was different. Sighing, he lifted up the white sheet when he looked at her crotch and saw something sticking out from her curls. He gently poked whatever it was with his finger as he felt the soft skin and his eyes went wide. "What's wrong?"

"Um, do two things for me. One, push the call button and, two, push!" he said as she nodded and pushed the call button. She grunted as she pushed down and Campbell placed his hand under the baby's head, which had appeared from her curls. Marcy pushed the call button again then pushed and Campbell took hold of the baby's back after gently wiggling the baby a bit so the baby's shoulders came out.

"What are you doing?!" the nurse demanded as she stormed into the room and Campbell smiled at her while holding onto the baby.

"I'm delivering a baby!" Campbell said with pride as Marcy pushed and Campbell saw the umbilical cord folded on the baby's stomach while the nurse stood next to him, clearing the baby's nose and mouth. A few more pushes later the baby came out as the nurse smacked the baby's bottom and the baby started crying. The doctor arrived as Campbell looked at him and grinned, arching an eyebrow at him. "Since I delivered the baby, do I still have tae pay you?"

"And that, Listeners, is the story of the delivery of my daughter, Emma Rose," Campbell said as he adjusted the earphones on his head and looked at the pictures of his sons, Logan, who was twelve years old, and Eddie, who was seven years old, and three month old Emma Rose.

"That story gets better every time you tell it," his partner, Trevor Burke, said and Campbell smiled, placing his feet on the console and leaned back a bit on the chair.

"Yep," Campbell said, popping the "p" then laughed and Frank, who was producing the show while Marcy was on maternity leave, rolled his eyes and tapped on the glass.

"What?" Campbell asked as Frank signaled for them to wrap things up and Campbell nodded, sticking his tongue at him. "Ok, I guess we're done for today. So tune into tomorrow for some more craziness and remember…."

"We are loonies and we are proud!" Trevor said as Frank signaled they were off the air and Trevor and Campbell took off the earphones, placing them on the hooks near the microphones. Trevor placed his leather jacket on as he left the studio while Campbell placed his feet back on the console and looked at the schedule for the next day. "Come on."

"In a minute," he said as he looked at the schedule then gasped as his legs went into the air and Frank and Trevor pulled the chair into the hallway. Campbell glared up at them as Trevor smiled then shrugged his shoulders and Campbell laughed, rolling his eyes. Getting up, Campbell pushed the chair back inside the studio then flipped Trevor off.

"Knock it off," Frank said. "Now, as you know, they had some studies done and the demographics show that your show could get a boost in ratings if you included a female disc jockey."

"Are you serious?!" Campbell asked.

"Aye, he is," a voice said from behind them while Campbell and Trevor turned around to see a young woman with long, black hair and bright green eyes and Trevor's heart slammed in his chest. She was wearing a tight, white t-shirt, jeans and white converse sneakers and walked closer as she stood in front of them and placed her hands on her hips. "I'm Jamie Cole, by the way."

"I'm Campbell Bain," Campbell said, shaking hands with her. Trevor coughed softly as he held his hand out and Campbell gave him a concerned look.

"I'm Trevor Burke," Trevor said and shook hands with her.

"Pleased to meet you," Jamie said.

"Right, would you like the tour?" Campbell asked with a little bow as he pointed with one hand toward the studio and Jamie softly laughed, nodding her head. Walking into the studio, Campbell held the door open as Jamie looked at the microphones and saw the photographs of Logan, Eddie and Emma Rose. "Ah, those are my kids."

"They're adorable," she said as he blushed and leaned against the console.

"Thanks, now I sit here," he said as he patted the chair to his right then pointed to the chair next to her. "That's Trevor's chair."

"So I'm going to have to sit over here?" she asked as she walked toward the shelf where the records and cds were stored and stood near the window.

"No, I wouldnae mind switching," Trevor finally said as he moved the chair and Campbell tilted his head to one side, looking at him.

"What is wrong with you?" Campbell thought then sighed, folding his arms over his chest.

"We'll sort it out tomorrow," Frank said as they nodded then left the studio and Frank closed the door behind them.

After the lift doors closed, Campbell walked down the hallway when he came to the door to his flat and reached into his pocket for the key. Living across the street from the station was a blessing, considering he didn't know how to drive, as he placed the key in the lock then noticed the piece of paper taped to the door. ABANDON ALL HOPE, YE WHO ENTER was written on the piece of paper as he smiled and shook his head. Logan had made that sign to signal him that Marcy was in a bad mood as he slowly turned the key then half opened the door, looking inside the flat.

"Is it safe tae come in?" he whispered after seeing his sons sitting at the dining table and they nodded. He walked inside then closed the door when he walked to the dining table and saw they were doing their homework. "Where is the Great Mother?"

"She is in the kitchen," Eddie said as he pointed toward the kitchen and Campbell nodded, ruffling Eddie's hair. He cautiously walked toward the kitchen when he peeked inside and saw Marcy standing by the stove. She didn't hear him as he quietly walked closer then slid his arms around her and kissed the back of her head.

"That bad, hunh?" he asked as she turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist. He placed her head against his chest as she sighed and he rubbed her back.

"I dinnae understand. Why am I such a grump?" she asked and he moved her back to look into her eyes.

"If you promise nae tae hit me, I'll tell you."

"You tell me it's that PPD stuff…."

"Hey, it happens. The thing you got tae remember is that you do have help. If you need me tae stay home, I will. Trevor and Jamie are more than….."

"Who's Jamie?" she asked while arching her eyebrow and he smiled at her.

"It turns out that the station has hired a female disc jockey and she's working with me and Trevor."

"Is she pretty?" she asked and Campbell knew he was stepping into a land mine field. The first wrong move and he was dead.

"Um, aye, she is, but I only have eyes for you," he said with a kiss to her lips and she moved closer, placing her cheek against his chest.

"Ok, you're quoting song lyrics. That means you're being serious and I'm being stupid," she whispered and he rubbed her back.

"Hey, I got an idea," he said as she looked up into his chocolate brown eyes and he gave her a big grin. "How aboot I call Lily and take my wonderful wifie out tae dinner?!"

"Sounds like a plan," she said and he smiled, kissing her lips.

The blue lights of the police cars twirled in the darkness as the police officers and coroner car sat near the curb and the body was lying on the ground in a puddle of blood. The body had been shot several times in the chest and the coroner snapped on the rubber gloves before kneeling down next to the body. A blue car pulled up behind one of the police cars when the driver's side door opened and a tall figure got out of the car. The streetlights sparkled in his chocolate brown eyes as the figure removed the wrapper from the heart shaped lollipop he had taken out of his pocket then placed the lollipop in his mouth. He sauntered over toward the first police officer when he tapped her shoulder and she turned around, looking into his eyes.

"What's going on?" he asked as he took the lollipop out of his mouth then showed her his identification and she smiled sweetly at him.

"We have a body of a male. He's in his mid tae late forties. Looks like he was shot several times in the chest," she said and he nodded, placing the lollipop back in his mouth. Walking past her, he walked by the other police officers as he showed them his identification and one of the police officers raised the police tape they had set up around the crime scene. He ducked down, walking toward the coroner. She was tall with long brown hair and hazel eyes, a round face and a small button for a nose. He looked over at her thin, muscular body and she looked up at him, pushing up the wire rimmed glasses she was wearing.

"What are you doing here?" Cassidy Simm asked and the figure knelt down on the other side of the body, his shoes barely touching the puddle of blood.

"Got the call that you had a body and my boss sent me," he said, taking the lollipop out of his mouth and she smiled at him. She always thought he was a handsome bloke, but he also had a rep of being a bad boy and she smiled at him.

"I thought they sent you…." she said when he held his hand up and shook his head.

"I was," he said then looked at the body. "You got an idea who this guy is?"

"According to his driver's ID, he is Doctor Nathan Greene," she said and he looked at the body.

"Looks like someone really had it out for him," he said as Cassidy nodded and he stood up, looking at the officers standing near one of the police cars. "Well, I'm going tae go snoop around."

"Just be careful, hunh? They still think you're trouble," Cassidy said as he gave her a hurt look then a grin broke across his face.

"Of course I'm trouble," he said, placing the lollipop in his mouth then walked away and Cassidy smiled, shaking her head then looked at the body and sighed