A/N: This story is dedicated to my fanfiction friend WaltonLover =)

P.O.V. Grandpa

It had become harder to get any work done at the mill. Livie was getting closer to having our latest Walton grandchild and John wanted to be with her all the time. I understood that he didn't want to miss the birth of his child, but I kept trying to tell him that she would be fine and that we had to work to supply the needs of Livie, that new child and the rest of the family.

"Pa, I should focus on my family right now. It's a first priority." John said the day I got him dragged down to the mill. I walked over and put my hands on his shoulders.

"I understand that son. Family is supposed to be the most important thing, but if we don't work you won't be able to take care of Livie or that child properly!" I exclaimed. John looked at me and sighed.

"You're right Pa, but I don't know what I am supposed to do. I want to be with Liv, but I know i need to be out here too."

"Your ma is with her John. When she needs you, we'll know." I walked back over to the other side of the saw blade. "Besides, when the time comes there isn't going to be much of anything you can do for her. It's going to be up to Livie and Dr. Vance to bring your child into this world. We have to occupy our time somehow." I nodded and turned on the saw. We picked up the wood and started cutting it for our job that was almost too late.

A few days later I told John that I would make sure everything was okay with Livie, but I needed him to go into Rockfish and get some supplies. About an hour or so after he left, Esther came outside. When she walked towards me, I turned off the saw so I could hear her.

"What's the matter Esther? Is it Liv?" I asked and Esther nodded.

"No, no, Livie's fine. I wanted to talk to you about John." I wiped off my hands on the towel we kept outside and looked at her.

"What about John?"

"I think you are being too hard on him." Esther said. "He is about to be a father." She paused. "I know there is work that needs to be done, that's why I've been doing all I can in the house to help Livie, but John wants to be here to see his child and I don't blame him for that." I nodded.

"Esther, I am trying to keep him busy. Olivia is frustrated because she can't do what she used to and with John around her all the time, I'm afraid that will just make things worse." I started, then, we heard a bloodcurdling scream. We looked towards the house to see Erin and Mary Ellen standing on the porch. Erin was screaming as Mary Ellen ran over to us.

"Mary Ellen, what's going on?" Esther rushed over to Erin. "Hush child, you don't have to scream." Erin was crying.

"It's mama! She's in so much pain. There's a lot of blood." Esther rushed into the house with Mary Ellen and I stood outside with Erin in my arms. We sat on the swing. "Mama's going to die." I rested my head against Erin's and wiped her tears away with my finger.

"Your mama isn't going to die. She's going to have a baby. You're going to have a brother or sister." Erin nodded.

"Mama and daddy told us; but I didn't realize it would be so bad." Erin cried and buried her face in my chest. I sat there and held her as she sobbed. After a little while, John Boy and Jason came out of the house and stood on the front porch.

"Is mama going to be alright?" Jason asked.

"Of course she will be." John Boy replied. "I was here before all of you and she hasn't died yet." Jason looked at John Boy.

"Mama's not going to die John Boy." Erin said. He walked over to her. At eleven years old, he thought he was big compared to Erin who's five. John Boy put his hands on his hips.

"And how do you know that Erin?" Erin looked over at him.

"Because Grandpa told me so."

"Where are Ben and Jim Bob?" I asked breaking into their conversation.

"Ben spent the night with a boy from school and Jim Bob is upstairs." Jason piped up. I nodded. Then, John's truck pulled up out front.

"Daddy!" Erin jumped up to rush over to him. I grabbed her arm gently.

"Hang on Erin." I looked at John Boy. "John Boy, would you take, Erin, Jason and Jim Bob and go into the barn? Your daddy and I need to go into the house and it would be best if you were out here playing." John Boy nodded.

"Sure grandpa."

"I'll go get Jim Bob." Jason said and walked into the house with the screen door slamming behind him. John Boy took Erin and they sat on the swing as I walked over to John. He looked around and then looked at me.

"What's going on?" John asked.

"Now John, it just happened and we are taking care of her-" I started and then John headed for the door without saying anything to me. By the time I got to the door, he was already in mine and Esther's bedroom. Esther had probably helped her in there because there weren't as many stairs compared to going to their bedroom. I stood there and watched at John's eyes darted back and forth between Livie and Esther.

"Ma, I need to do something. What can I do?" I cringed as Livie cried out in pain and Esther looked at John.

"Son, I need you to go get Dr. Vance."

"I can't."

"Yes you can. Please." With a look from his Ma, John walked outside.