**We're going to put Samantha at three months old in this one
I Would Have Stayed Up With You All Night
The baby's crying woke them up, Jess rolled over and looked it the clock, 1:27 AM. Samantha had been up practically every half hour so far and she was starting to worry.
She got to her feet and headed to the nursery, the first thing she noticed was that Samantha's face was red, redder than she felt it should be, even considering she was crying. Hurrying over, she pressed her hand to Samantha's head, she was burning up.
"What's wrong?" Becker asked through a yawn, coming in behind her.
"She has a fever," Jess replied, worried.
"What can I do?"
"Get me a cool towel, but not too cold, and some infant Tylenol or Motrin, whichever we have," she said as she lifted Samantha out of the crib.
He came back to find her sitting in the rocking chair, rocking Samantha gently and singing to her quietly. Jess had one of the most beautiful voices he'd ever heard and he wished he'd had time to stand back and listen, but he hurried forward and handed her the towel before pulling the medicine up in the dropper.
Jess lay the towel over the baby's stomach to cool her down before sitting her up and taking the dropper from Becker.
"Can you give the doctor a call? I just want to make sure I'm doing everything I can."
"Of course," Becker said, kissing her forehead before disappearing to find his phone.
He came back several minutes later, "The doctor said to tell you you're doing brilliant and if the fever isn't gone in the morning to bring her in."
She smiled and let out a small sigh of relief, "Good, I was worried…"
Becker cut her off with a gentle kiss, "You don't give yourself enough credit."
Jess pressed her forehead to his gently, "I didn't exactly get a handbook with this, I just want to be sure I'm doing everything I can for her."
"Jessica, you are an amazing mother, don't worry."
She grinned and glanced down at Samantha, "She's back asleep, good," she said relieved.
Becker took her from Jess' arms and lay her back in her crib before taking Jess' hand and leading her back to the bedroom.
They collapsed on the bed, Becker wrapping his arms around Jess and holding her close. Both of them knew it was going to be a long night, it being the first time Samantha had gotten sick, they would both be on edge listening for her.
"I can't get back to sleep, will it bother you if I turn the lamp on?" he asked.
"Not at all," she said with a smile.
He flipped the lamp on and sat against the headboard, opening the book he was reading. Jess lay her head in his lap and he stroked her hair gently with one hand.
