A/N : here I am again...Not much to say today...Just...review, please?

(groans) I think I ate too much Chinese food...

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2 months later

Veronica was ironing Lincoln's favorite shirt when it happened.

She doubled over in pain, gasping for breath.

The sole sound of the iron hitting the stone tiles was the only thing heard, as Veronica drew in soundless breaths.

LJ

He heard her scream. Heard her yell, for him, his father – anyone really. So he ran to her – ran to where he thought she was.

"Vee?" He screamed into the silence that followed. "VEE!"

A closet tumbled to the floor in sign. He saw her, clutching her stomach and gasping for air. Shit.

Hurriedly, he helped her up, while somehow managing to dial his father's cell with the other hand.

Lincoln

String cheese.

What kind of String cheese?

He lifted two packets and weighed them thoughtfully.

Gouda or Parmezan?

He opted for the parmezan and pushed the trolly further down the aisle.

Milk. Yeah, we need milk.

His cellphone started ringing in his pocket, and he balanced the milk in one hand and slowly reached for his phone with the other.

"Yeah?"

The bottle fell out of his hand.And just like that, a 'milky way' was created.

Michael

"Yeah?"

"Mike –" he heard his brother breathing rapidly. "She's in labor.. Ver- Veronica's in labor…"

Michael breathed slowly, calmly. He knew he had to be his brother's eye of the storm right now. Lincoln needed him to keep him together.

"Okay, Lincoln...Where are you now?"

The line crackled. "On my way to the hospital.."

"General?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay, Lincoln. I'll be right there, okay? And I'll bring Sara. Just...keep breathing."

Breathe, big brother, breathe.

Sara

"Sara?" Susan, 'the girl behind the desk', came to her with a portable phone clutched to her chest.

Sara looked up from little Gregory's grazed knee and looked at the girl that had approached her so cautiously. "Yes Susan?"

"It's your.. er – it's Michael...says it's urgent."

"Thank you..." Sara reached for the phone and Susan handed it over with care. "Michael?"

"Veronica's in labor. I'm heading over there right now... D-" She grinned. Do you need to ask, Michael?

"I'll be standing outside in ten. Meet me."

Sara thanked her supervisor three times when she got the green light to go, and five minutes later she stood outside, waiting for Michael. It was october, and bloody cold. A scarf was wrapped tightly around her neck, as she looked up into the dark sky...Rain is about to fall.

She prayed for his car to pull up before that time, so his arms could shelter her from it.

He was there a minute and forty-three seconds later.Swinging the door open, she dove in and pressed a small kiss to his lips. Buckling up, she rubbed her hands together to keep warm. Winter had come early this year.

His hand reached for the heater, and his eyes looked at her in concern. The way he cared for her still amazed her sometimes. Always making sure there was no risk what-so-ever that she could get sick, and if she did (nightly, sadly enough) he was always there beside her, in seconds.

So different from the men she'd known before, who wouldn't even see the person she'd become, or how sick she got, because they were flying high, never looking down.

And as they reached the hospital, he motioned for her to wait and stay put, earning a confused glance from her. He went out and let the pouring rain drench him, just so he could stand beside her, an umbrella over her head.

She tried to kiss the rain away – but he was too deep in already. Besides, they had to hurry... True, it could take hours, because contrary to what some people believe, baby's don't just 'pop out'. But to Licoln and LJ, it mattered that they got there as quickly as they could.

So they sped through the parkinglot, dancing in the puddles and running through the sliding doors. Sara giggled as they ran. She always did that. Yes, it might be immature, but it wasn't something she could help. It just came naturally. She couldn't run without turning into a heap of laughter.

Michael turned around and rolled his eyes at his fiancée, who was standing still in the middle of the corridor, her hands placed firmly upon her thighs. He ran back to her, swung her over his shoulder, and continued running.

Ignoring her mocking remarks ("Oh, Mr. Scofield – You're soo strooong!") he tried to find his way.

I'm coming, Linc.

They found LJ, sitting on the blue plastic chairs outside of a hospitalroom, a worried look on his face and eyes that darted around, fixing on the door every once in a while.

Michael dumped Sara into the chair beside him, although LJ didn't notice, and placed a caring hand on his shoulder. "How are you doing, chap?"

He shrugged and evaded the question. "Dad's in there with her. So she'll be fine." A chuckle followed. "Dad's a nervous wreck, though. I mean – Veronica's more calm than he is."

His uncle smiled. "It was the same when you were born...His nerves were on high tension." LJ's eyes held a tender expression in them. "But all that faded the moment he held you in his arms for the very first time.."

"Yeah?"

Michael ruffled his hair sweetly. "You bet!"

4 hours and 32 minutes later.

Veronica

They had all gathered around her little bed. Her family, looking proud.

And then there was this other thing. This sweet little bundle of joy, sleeping in her arms, in a nice fluffy blanket. Emily Sara Nicolas had her eyes squeezed firmly shut and her tiny mouth opened just a crack.

Veronica didn't hear all the congratulations she got...or all the happy glances. She only saw her daughter and her daddy.

Lincoln stood there, almost serenely, after being so wound up all the time. Emily had brought him calm, she thought, as she handed the little girl over to him. His eyes gazed at her tenderly.

Everything is perfect now,Veronica thought. And she lay her head back on the pillow, falling asleep immediately.

Michael

Veronica's asleep. She should be, after what she's been through for the last hours.

Michael lovingly gazed at Sara, who had tears brimming in her eyes. He gave her side a gently squeeze and she sighed, laying her head on his shoulder.

"Soon, it'll be us..." he whispered in her ear.

She nodded sweetly and kissed him, reminding him of all the precious times ahead.

Soon,

It'll be us.

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