A/N: Okay, so everybody wanted a Family Ties sequel, and I was originally going to wait a little longer to put it up. But I couldn't stop thinking about it, so here it is. I hope it's as good as the first and you all like it. :)

Chapter One

Labor Pains

June

Rebecca woke up with a groan, and rolled over to the edge of the bed to see what time it was. It was a few minutes after ten in the morning. She groaned again as she sat up. Her back hurt and her bladder was full to bursting, plus she hadn't gotten a full night's sleep. She put her hands on her swollen belly, and sighed.

"What are you doing to me?" she asked the little boy growing inside her. Her thoughts turned serious as she tried to imagine her baby boy in her arms. "Three more days."

Unable to wait any longer, Rebecca slid off the bed and hurried, which was more like a slow-fast walk in her condition, to the bathroom to relieve herself. When she came back to her room, Rebecca changed into a pair of loose cotton shorts, and a loose, blue tank-top. She swept her hair up into a ponytail already feeling herself start to sweat in the late-morning, summer heat. She could have the window opened all the way, and she still never seemed to get enough air.

Feeling at least a little cooler, Rebecca padded out into the hall and made her way to the kitchen. The room wasn't empty when she walked in; Peter was sitting at the table in front of his laptop and Katie was sitting in her booster seat. He looked up at her entrance.

"Morning," Peter greeted, picking up his cup of coffee. "How are you feeling?"

"Trust me, you do not want to know the answer to that," Rebecca told him, crossing her arms over her bloated belly. She tried, and failed, not to look at the coffee. "That's looks really good, you don't know how badly I could go for a cup right now."

"Yeah, I remember Lou was the same way when she was pregnant with Katie," Peter said, smiling at his daughter. "Towards the end, she was tired all the time, grumpy, and even forgetful. You just hang in there."

"Well, I've yet to be forgetful, unless I'm forgetting something right now," Rebecca replied, with a laugh, and going to the refrigerator to get a glass of orange juice. After emptying the cup, Rebecca put it in the sink. "I think I'm going to take a walk outside, he seems to like it when I keep moving."

Peter chuckled, and told her to have fun as he turned back to his laptop. Rebecca smiled at Katie as she walked past, and tickled the back of her neck. The toddler was still giggling even after Rebecca slid on a pair of flip-flops, because they were the only shoes that fit comfortably right now, and stepped outside.

She breathed in the summer air and smiled. Since she'd come to Heartland about nine months ago, Rebecca had come to think of the ranch as her home. It felt like she had a family again; everybody accepted her like a long-lost cousin. She knew, though, she would have to find an apartment or something for her and her son. There was no way she would let these kind, generous people keep supporting her, while she did nothing to help out. Before Rebecca had taken maternity leave, Lou had offered her a job at Maggie's Diner. The pay and tips were good, but she was still no where close to affording a decent apartment.

A sharp pain from her abdomen brought Rebecca back to the present. "I haven't forgotten about you," Rebecca whispered, rubbing her belly with one hand, slowly the pain subsided. "Boy, you're kicks are getting stronger. You're going to have so much fun here, running around, and seeing all the beautiful horses."

Rebecca made her way carefully down the porch steps. She started walking to the barn. On her way, Rebecca saw Caleb in the round pen riding a bay horse. By the looks of it, they were at a stalemate. She stopped to watch for a minute.

The bay horse trotted with his head up as Caleb attempted to turn him around. As they came toward her, Rebecca lifted her hand in a wave, but Caleb was concentrating on the horse and didn't see her. They had been dating for about five months, but Rebecca wasn't sure how serious they were. They'd talked about the future before, mostly about her son and even that was jokingly. She still wasn't sure if Caleb truly wanted to be in her son's life, a part of her wanted him to be, but the other part didn't want to put any pressure on him.

She heard hoofbeats behind her and turned around in time to see Jack sliding down off of his paint gelding. "I see, you finally woke up," Jack observed.

"Yeah," Rebecca sighed. "Nice ride?"

"If you can call it that," Jack said, gruffly, and Rebecca could already tell that was the wrong question to ask. "I had to play cat-and-mouse with three calves that decided to slip out of a hole in the fence, after I told a certain partner of mine to fix it a week ago. A partner, I might add, who did not show up today."

"Well, you're home now," Rebecca replied. "It can only get better from here, right?"

"One can hope," Jack said.

There was the clang of the gate as Caleb came out of the round pen with the horse. Even though, the gelding had some sweat lathered on his neck, he had his ears pricked and he greeted Jack's horse excitedly. Rebecca backed up a few steps, not wanting to end up with a few broken toes.

"What were you doing with this guy?" Rebecca asked him, gesturing to the gelding, who was sneaking a bite of grass underfoot.

"Amy asked me to work with him," Caleb answered, lifting the gelding's head back up. "He was bought from a sale yard as a trail horse, but all the training he's known was harsh, abusive training. He turned out to be to much for his owner."

"So, you were retraining him, the nice way?" Rebecca questioned.

"Yeah, pretty much," Caleb nodded. "Amy, did a lot of the ground work with him, but since she's, with child, she asked me to take over, for a little while anyway. He should be ready to return to his owner soon. His name is Miles."

"Hey, Miles," Rebecca started to reach her hand out toward the gelding, until she was seized by a huge cramp in her abdomen, or so she thought. It wasn't until she felt something sliding down her leg and she grew light-headed for a moment. Jack caught her by her arm as she stumbled. Rebecca looked up at Caleb, whose blue eyes were full of concern.

As the cramp subsided, she was able to say, "I think my water just broke."

~OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

"Ty, will you stop that? You're making me nervous," Amy told her husband as they sat in the waiting room of the gynecologists' office.

Ty looked up from where he had been locking and unlocking his phone. "What?" he asked her.

Amy laughed and put her hand on Ty's knee to stop it from bouncing. "Relax, what's gotten you so wound up?" she questioned him. Ty slid his phone into his pocket and took Amy's hand.

"It's just nerves," Ty said, shrugging. "We're going to find out if the baby is a boy or girl, today. After this, it's going to feel more real, like this is really happening. We're actually going to be parents."

"Like it wasn't real before?" Amy joked, trying to lighten the mood a little.

"You know what I mean," Ty replied, though he smiled a little bit.

"Yes, I do," Amy said, squeezing his hand. "And, despite all the nerves, are you happy?"

Ty turned to look at her, seriousness in his eyes. But Amy also saw love and tenderness there as well. Ty reached out and put his hand on her six-month pregnant belly. "I am very happy," Ty told her, smiling. "Because of you, I'm going to be a father. I just hope I don't mess this kid up, the way my dad and Wade did to me."

"Hey," Amy said, scooting closer to him. "You turned out pretty great, despite what you've gone through, and you're going to be a wonderful father. Any kid would love to have you in their life."

"How did I get so lucky to find you?" Ty asked, rhetorically.

Amy blushed and looked down, her hand finding Ty's on her belly. Thankfully, a nurse came out just then and called her name, saving her from having to say anything. "Ready?" she asked Ty, looking over at him. Ty nodded, biting his lip as he helped her to her feet. Together, they walked over to the nurse in white scrubs, hair pulled back in a ponytail, who smiled at them.

"Follow me," she said in a friendly tone.

Amy and Ty followed the nurse down a hall, turned right and then stopped in front of a door. She opened it and gestured for them to go in. "Dr. Shultz will be right with you," the nurse informed them, then closed the door, leaving them alone in the exam room.

"So, here we are," Amy said, breaking the silence as she walked toward the exam table, then turned to face Ty.

"Yup, soon we'll know if we're having a boy or a girl," Ty replied, walking over to her and putting his hands on her waist.

"Speaking of, you haven't told me what you're hoping it's going to be," Amy said to him. "Do you want a son or a daughter?"

"Honestly, I'll love our child, no matter what it is," Ty answered. Then, he seemed to think about something, and continued, "Though, I may have an inkling what it could be."

"An inkling?" Amy questioned, her brow furrowing. "What does that mean?"

"Well, a couple months ago, I had a dream, our child was in it," Ty explained. "He was about five years old, and he had my eyes and your hair."

"He? We had a son?" Amy asked him. When Ty nodded, Amy bit her lip to hide a smile. "It's funny because I had the same dream a few months ago too, except it was a little girl."

Ty smiled, a short laugh bursting from him. "What does this mean?" he asked, though not really expecting an answer.

"I don't know," Amy said, looping her arms loosely around Ty's neck. "I guess we'll have to wait and see what the doctor says."

Ty leaned down and gave her soft kiss on the lips. Amy leaned into him, and only for this moment, did she dislike the baby for not allowing her to get as close to him as she wanted to. Though, it didn't matter because in the next second, the door started to creak open, and so they pulled apart. Dr. Shultz walked into the exam room, her red hair pulled up in a bun with loose strands framing her face and her white coat billowing around her.

"Hello," Dr. Shultz greeted. "How are doing?"

"Pretty good," Amy answered, looking up at Ty briefly.

"Okay, if you'll have a seat," Dr. Shultz said, pulling over the ultrasound machine. "We can get started."

Amy sat down on the reclining exam table, and leaned back. Ty moved to stand next to her, and Amy took his hand in hers. The doctor turned the ultrasound machine on, and smeared the cold gel onto Amy's belly as they waited for it to boot up. Dr. Shultz placed the wand on Amy's belly and a picture appeared on the monitor. The doctor moved the wand around until she could make out the fetus. Dr. Shultz made a sound at the back of her throat and narrowed her eyes at the screen.

"That's interesting," the doctor said at last.

Both Amy and Ty looked at her, hoping there was nothing wrong with the baby. "What is it?" Amy asked finally. "Is something wrong with the baby?" Ty squeezed her hand and reassuringly.

"Not at all," Dr. Shultz reassured them. She turned and smiled at them. "Actually, the babies seem to be on track in their development."

They both breathed deep sighs of relief, and then they realized exactly what the doctor just said. "Wait, you said babies?" Ty questioned, confused. "As in more than one?"

"That's generally how twins work," Dr. Shultz nodded, smiling. She went on to point out the two fetuses; two heads, four arms and legs. It was undoubtedly twins.

"Wow," Amy breathed, unable to find any other words to describe how she was feeling. She looked up at Ty. "Can you believe it? We're having twins!" She laughed.

"Yeah, it is," Ty said, still staring at the screen. He couldn't quite decipher what he was feeling right now. There was joy, of course, but there was also...nervousness. Now that there was two babies, that meant twice the responsibility. Ty smiled at Amy, not wanting to worry her.

"Now, we have a perfect view of baby number one's gender, would you like to know?" Dr. Shultz asked them.

Without hesitation, both Amy and Ty answered, "Yes," they shared small laughs together, they're hands still interlocked.

Dr. Shultz looked at the screen, then at the two of them. "It's a boy," she announced. Elation filled both Amy and Ty at finally knowing what they were going to have. A boy, they were going to have a son. "Unfortunately, baby number 2 is hiding partly behind the first one, and I can't good look at it. Hopefully, by the next appointment, we'll be able to tell the gender of both babies."

"That's okay," Ty said, finding his voice. "We're happy with what we know."

"Definitely," Amy agreed. She looked up at Ty once more, and they're lips connected in a quick kiss. They turned to watch their twins move about on the screen. It almost looked like the first baby, their son, was waving at them. Ty reached out and touched the screen with his finger where the baby's hand was.

"I—we can't wait to meet you," Ty whispered, glancing briefly at Amy, who leaned her head against him. "Both of you."

~OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

Rebecca had never felt such pain in her life as she felt right now. It felt like she was being torn in half from the inside out. She'd arrived at the hospital an hour ago and she'd already been three centimeters dilated. The last time the doctor checked, about five minutes ago, it was only five centimeters. Rebecca had wanted to throw something at her, but knew that would do no good, even if it would make her feel better. She groaned and threw her head back against the pillow as another contraction ended.

"Why is this taking so long?" Rebecca wondered, closing her eyes. "Why isn't he here yet?"

"The doctor said you're halfway there," Caleb assured her as he sat by her side. "Just hang in there."

"What does she know anyway!" Rebecca burst out, opening her eyes. "Is she the one pushing a human being out of her body? I'm the one in pain over here!"

"I'm sure they're doing everything they can," Caleb tried to calm her down. "This kind of things takes time."

"Caleb, shut up!" Rebecca snapped at him. She instantly regretted saying that when she the hurt look pass over Caleb's features. Here he was by her side, supporting her, as she gave birth to another man's child, and she was yelling at him. What kind of horrible person did that? "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I think this whole labor thing has messed with my head. I am really grateful that you're here with me. I don't think I would be able to do this alone."

"Hey, give yourself some credit," Caleb said. "You're one of the strongest people I know, to have gone through everything you have, and still come out alright. I'm honored just to be a part of you life."

"Trust me, it may look like I've got it all together, but I'm falling apart on the inside," Rebecca confessed. "Sometimes I wonder what exactly I'm doing and other times...I just want somebody to catch me."

"I'll catch you, if you want me to," Caleb whispered. Rebecca smiled as he reached for her hand and squeezed it. They were still staring into each other's eyes when the door to her hospital room opened and a nurse in green, surgical scrubs walked in.

"Hi, I wanted to see how you were doing and if you needed anything?" the nurse asked in a polite, friendly voice. She was a tiny, mid-twenty-year-old, her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and a black headband keeping stubborn strands out of her face.

Rebecca broke eye contact with Caleb, and looked at the nurse, a smile on her face. "Yeah, an epidural will be nice," she half-joked.

"I'll let Dr. Shultz know you requested one," the nurse said. "She should be in to see you shortly, she was just finishing up with another patient."

"Okay," Rebecca replied, suddenly not in any hurry to the leave the moment she'd just had with Caleb. To bad the baby was. Another contraction gripped her, this even more painful than the last, if that was possible. After it was over, Rebecca leaned back, breathing heavy and her hair plastered to her head by sweat.

"You're doing great," the nurse praised. "Soon, you'll be holding your new baby boy in your arms."

"You hear that? You're doing great," Caleb repeated, flexing his fingers that had been in her death grip during the contraction.

"Yeah, forgive me for not jumping up and down in excitement," Rebecca said, dryly. "I'm a little busy at the moment, as if I could even stand up right now."

The nurse hid a smile as she turned to leave. After she left, Rebecca turned to Caleb. "You called Adam, right?" she asked him. "Because he should be here, he should be here for the birth of his son."

"Don't worry, Jack took care of all the phone calls," Caleb assured her. "He said he was on his way."

Rebecca leaned back against the pillows, breathing a sigh of relief. Even if she wasn't sure where they stood with each, Adam still deserved to be here for his son. The baby, after all, was the one thing that made him want to get sober in the first place. Rebecca wanted Adam in her child's life, even if she wasn't anymore.

Ten minutes later, Dr. Shultz had arrived and announced that Rebecca was almost ready to start pushing. Rebecca wasn't sure how she felt about that. On one hand, she wanted to get this labor over with, but she knew as soon as the baby was born, her life will never be the same. Adam still hadn't arrived yet, and Rebecca was getting nervous that he'll miss the birth.

"Is the proud dad going to stay in the room for the birth?" Dr. Shultz asked Caleb as she prepared everything.

Rebecca blushed as they both answered at the same time. "I'm not-"

"He's not the father,"

"I am,"

Rebecca looked towards the door, and saw Adam standing there, looking disheveled as if just he'd rushed here from work. He looked flushed as he took in the scene, and Rebecca instantly let go of Caleb's hand. Although, she didn't know why, she wasn't embarrassed, but she suspected it mostly had to do with sparing Adam's feelings. She still wasn't sure how he'd take the news of her dating someone else, though he probably suspected.

Adam walked over to stand right in front of Caleb. "You can leave now," he told the other man, his voice quiet. Caleb stood up so that he was face to face with Adam. Rebecca wasn't sure what either one of them was about to do, but she sure didn't want them getting into a fight, especially right now.

"Caleb," Rebecca said, catching his hand again. When he turned to look at her, she gave him a grateful smile. "Just go, I'll see you after."

Rebecca could tell Caleb really didn't want to leave her, but in the he did. But not without giving her kiss on the cheek first, and sending Adam a look. Rebecca watched as Adam sat down on the stool Caleb had vacated. He looked over at her and gave her a strained half-smile.

"How are you feeling?" Adam asked.

"I'm holding in there," Rebecca answered, truthfully. "I'm excited, but nervous at the same time. You?"

"Same," Adam said. He wouldn't look at her as he said it, and he kept shifting on the stool, something he did when he was nervous.

"Alright, we're ready for you to start pushing, Rebecca," Dr. Shultz announced. Adam and Rebecca shared a look and Adam held his hand out to her. Rebecca slid her hand into his, glad that he was here and knowing that she wouldn't be alone in raising this baby. The contraction was getting stronger as Dr. Shultz counted til it was time for her to start pushing. There were only a few more minutes until their baby boy would take his first breath in the world.

~OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

The drive home was almost completely silent, the only sound being from the whoosh of the wind through the open windows and the hum of the other cars passing them. They were both wrapped up in their own thoughts, thinking of the good news they'd just been given. It was a lot to take in, definitely not what they had been expecting. Even now, Amy was beginning to realize the weight of what this actually meant.

"It's kind of hard to believe, isn't it?" Amy broke the silence, wanting to know what Ty actually thought about the twins. He hadn't really said a word since Dr. Shultz told them about the baby. "If we didn't have proof, I'd say she was pulling our legs." She held up the sonogram she had in her hand.

Ty nodded, distractedly, his eyes glued to the road ahead of him. Amy was suddenly worried that he was having second thoughts, now that he knew there would be two babies instead of one. "Ty, are you okay?" she asked him, almost afraid of his answer.

At the tone of her voice, Ty risked a glance over at her. "Yeah, I'm fine," he answered, then turned his attention back to the road. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"It's just that you haven't said a word since we left the doctor's office," Amy explained, hoping it was all just in her head. "I was wondering if maybe you were having second thoughts about all this. I mean, it would be okay if you were-"

"Amy, no," Ty interrupted, then quickly pulled the truck over to the side of road and shut off the engine. He turned to face her, now that he wasn't distracted by the road anymore. "I'm sorry if I worried you, but I do want this baby—er, babies. It's just a lot to take in, now that I'm going to be responsible for two human lives instead of one. I'm just scared I'm going to mess up, I guess."

"Ty, it's ok," Amy told him, reaching for his hand. "I'm scared too, but we're in this together."

"Yes, we are," Ty agreed. "Come here." He opened his arms and Amy crawled into them like she belonged there, and she did. Their lips met in a sweet kiss, ending with a peck on the cheek from Ty. Then, he looked down, putting his hand on her belly. "Do hear that, you two, we can't wait to meet you both, but you'll have to go easy on us, we're kind of new at this."

Amy couldn't help but smile as he talked to the babies. She liked it when he did. There was a sharp pain right then, as the babies liked hearing his voice. They always seemed to be more active, for a few minutes at least, after he did so. Ty looked back up at her then, and Amy could see everything she had ever wanted reflected in his eyes. Love, family, and a sense of belonging.

"Three more months," Ty whispered, his hand moving in circles on her belly.

"Three more months," Amy repeated with a smile.

"Oh," Ty jumped as if startled as he remembered something. "I got a call when we were in the appointment. I'd forgotten until now." He pulled his phone out, pushed a few buttons, and held it up to his ear. His face grew serious as he listened to the voice-mail message. Amy watched him, waiting.

When he lowered the phone, Amy couldn't take it anymore. "What is it?" she asked.

"That was Jack," Ty said, almost as if he could quite understand it. "Apparently, Becky went into labor. They're at the hospital right now."

"Well, let's go then," Amy replied, snapping him into action. Ty turned the truck on, and pulled back onto the road. Amy stayed where she was, not wanting to move away him. Ty smiled down at her. He took one hand off the steering wheel to hold her hand in his. They stayed that way as the truck sped to the hospital.

~OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

Rebecca lay exhausted in the hospital bed, the only thing keeping her awake was the baby boy in her arms. He was six pounds, three ounces big, and he had a dark mass of hair on top of his head. His eyes had finally fluttered closed, after they had been darting all over the place, trying to take everything in at once. He had only cried once when he was born, just a short wail to let everyone know he was here. Now, Rebecca watched as his small chest rose up and down as he slept.

"He's incredible," Adam whispered as he leaned in close. Rebecca had almost forgotten he sat right next to her. "Fifteen minutes ago, he wasn't even here and now he is. It's amazing."

Rebecca looked up at him just then, watching him watch their son. It was then, she realized just far he'd come, from the drunken man a few months ago to the proud father who sat beside her. "Aj," Rebecca blurted out before she had even fully decided she was going to say it.

Adam blinked, not quite following. "Aj?" he questioned.

Rebecca nodded. "For his name," she explained. "Adam Joseph...er, Borden, I guess he'll take my name since we're not married..." She drifted off, realizing that she was just babbling. Rebecca looked up at Adam and saw that his eyes were shining as he looked at her.

"You don't have to name him after me, after everything I've done, I don't deserve that honor," Adam protested.

"Adam, all that is in the past," Rebecca told him. "You've gotten help, and are living a better, sober life now. I am so proud of you, and...I've thought about this for awhile and I want to name him Aj."

"Then, I like it," Adam relented, giving her a smile. "Thank you for always having faith in me. I love you, Becky. You don't have to say it back, I know you're with that cowboy out there, I just wanted you to know that."

Rebecca looked down, conflicted. She wanted to tell Adam she still loved him, but she didn't want to give him the wrong idea about the two of them. "You know, my arms are getting kind of tired from holding him, would you...do you want to hold your son?" Rebecca asked instead.

Adam grew nervous and hesitated. "I don't know," Adam said, unsure. "I'm probably going to drop him and break him or something."

"I promise you, you won't," Rebecca insisted, laughing at his nerves. She held Aj out to him. "Come on, take him."

Still, Adam shook his head. "You know, now that the adrenaline has worn off, I have to use the bathroom," Adam lied. Rebecca narrowed her eyes, seeing right through it, but she didn't want to push him. "I should take care of that."

Rebecca watched him get up in such a hurry that he almost knocked over the stool in his haste. "You're coming back, right?" she asked him.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I just need a minute," Adam assured her as he rushed out of the room.

Rebecca let a small laugh after Adam was gone. "I know he seems a little weird, but that's only because he wants the best for you," she whispered to the still-sleeping baby. "He's just nervous, but he does love you. You're the best thing that could have happened to him." Rebecca smiled as Aj cooed softly in his sleep.

A/N: Wow, that was a long chapter, wasn't it? I really hope this story does as well as its' prequel, so please review and let me know you're thoughts! :)