The following month was exhausting. I forgot how tiring it could be to have a baby. Liam was much more of a hassle than Caitlyn was when she was a baby. I hadn't gotten much sleep and when I was at work, I was sad because I was away from Liam. Logan and his girlfriend, Valyn took care of him when one of them had a day off. I was so thankful. One day, after coming home from work, I saw James home early.

"James, what are you doing home so early?" I asked, taking my hair down from its messy bun.

"I got a call from Logan that Liam had a bad cough."

I blinked. "What? And you didn't bother to call me? James Nicholas Diamond! We need to take our baby to the hospital." I rushed to Liam's room and picked him up out of his cradle. "Liam…you're burning up." I frowned and shouted to James. "James! Get Caitlyn! We're going to the hospital!"

James shouted back, "What?"

"Liam's burning up!" I shouted.

James got up and rushed to Caitlyn's room. He grabbed her and we headed out to the hospital. I was crying by the time we got there. We rushed into the ER.

"Help!" I screamed when we got in there.

"What seems to be the problem ma'am?" a nurse asked.

"My baby boy is coughing and has a fever." I cried.

"Ma'am, how old is your son?"

"He's a month old."

The nurse looked worried and motioned for a doctor to come get Liam. I cried and looked at the doctor. "May I come with?"

The doctor nodded and I told James to stay with Caitlyn. We were in the room and the doctor was doing tons of tests and Liam was crying the whole time. I couldn't help but cry myself. They wouldn't let me hold his little hand or anything. It took an hour before the doctor told me what was wrong.

"Mrs. Diamond?" the doctor asked.

"Yes?"

"Your son has whooping cough."

I nodded. The doctor told me that they'd have to keep Liam over night to keep an eye on him to treat him and that they'd give him an antibiotic to help the whooping cough. They took him to the NICU even though he wasn't a newborn.

I stood outside the NICU, frowning, tears in my eyes. James came by and I looked at him. "Wh..where's Caitlyn?"

James wrapped his arms around me. "I dropped her off at Kendall and Taylor's. They said they'd take her to school in the morning."

I nodded and snuggled into James' arms. "Look, our poor baby is crying and I can't do anything…"

James kissed my head. "Liam will be fine. He's a Diamond."

I tried to smile but I just couldn't. Seeing my baby boy all alone, without me to feed him, to change him, bathe him, anything. I was snapped out of my thoughts when James kissed my cheek and said, "Let's go home and rest."

I nodded and James interlaced our fingers as we left the hospital to go back home for the night. When we arrived back at the apartment, James and I went to our room and I sat on the bed and just started bawling.

James sat beside me and pulled me close to him. "Shhh. Shhh my love." He kissed the top of my head and rubbed his hand up and down my side.

I decided I knew Liam was going to be fine. He was in good hands and I needed to clear my mind. I looked at James and climbed on his lap and kissed him fiercely.

James kissed me back and then pulled back. "Mm. What's gotten into you?"

"I need to clear my mind. Shut up and kiss me." I demanded.

James nodded and kissed me, pulling my shirt up and over my head as we made love that night to clear my mind. I knew that the next morning we would go see Liam and hopefully hear some good news.