Katie smiled as she put James and Lilith to bed. They looked up at her with sleepy eyes, smiling.

"Goodnight, my precious babies." She kissed both of them. "Mummy loves you."

James giggled. "James loves you too!"

Katie smiled, and looked at Lilith. "Do you love Mummy too, Lilith?"

Lilith nodded, yawning. "I love you…and Daddy."

Katie smiled, and looked over at the baby monitor, which they had kept just in case, hoping her husband had heard Lilith's tired statement.

Harvey had, listening to his wife tuck in the kids. It was one of his favorite parts of the evening. He always laid in bed, listening to his wife on the baby monitor, and listening to her tuck in James and Lilith.

"Mummy?" James yawned. "I'm cold."

Harvey froze. It was the middle of summer, was James sick?

He knew his wife immediately felt worried by the silence on the monitor. Then she spoke.

"Well, sweetie, I don't see how. It's warm in the house."

"I just feel cold." James whined.

"Oh, baby, you might be getting sick." Katie said in a worried voice.

James coughed, making Harvey wince.

"Get some rest James. Maybe in the morning you'll feel better." Katie said, Harvey hearing her kiss James again.

Soon, Katie came into the bedroom, worry glittering in her eyes.

"I heard." He said. "Is he feverish at all?"

"A little." She sighed, crawling into bed.

"I'll look at him in the morning." Harvey said, putting an arm around his wife. "For now, try to sleep."

"I never sleep knowing one of my babies is sick." Katie sighed.

"Well try, love." Harvey said. "Besides, stress isn't good for you right now. You know that."

Katie looked down at her stomach, which was softly rounded with their third child. The twins were excited to be getting a baby brother or sister. James said if it was a boy, he'd look after him so well, he'd be like a second father to him. Lilith said if it was a girl, she'd teach her baby sister how to help on the farm when they were old enough.

"I know…I just don't want anything to happen to James." She sighed.

"I know, dear, but try to rest." He smiled.

In the morning, Katie began to cook breakfast, to let Harvey rest a little longer. Lilith soon came out.

"Mummy?" She said nervously.

She looked at her daughter affectionately. "Yes, Lilith?"

"James is sick." She said.

Katie looked at her with worry. "What do you mean?"

"He doesn't want to get up." She chirped. "And he's really warm and can't stop coughing."

"Go tell your father." Katie said. "I can't put down what I'm doing."

Lilith nodded and ran off to her parents' room, seeing her father still asleep.

"Daddy?" She crawled up in the bed and shook him. "Daddy!"

Harvey opened his eyes with a groan. "Who dares wake me up?"

"Me." Lilith said. "James is sick."

Harvey got up out of bed, put his clothes on, and followed his daughter into the nursery, seeing James still lying in bed.

He walked over to the bed, seeing James was awake. "Hey, buddy, how you doing?" Harvey asked.

"I don't feel good." He whined.

"Oh, you poor thing…" Harvey said, feeling his son's forehead. "You're burning up."

"My tummy feels-" James paused to splutter and cough. "Icky."

"Ah, sounds like someone caught a flu bug somehow." Harvey smiled.

"I wanna sleep." James whined.

"You should try and eat first." Harvey said softly. "Then you can sleep."

"I'm not hungry."

"That's just it, you think you're not, but you actually are." Harvey smiled.

James coughed again.

There was a knock at the nursery door. They all looked to see Katie standing there, smiling.

"Breakfast's ready." She smiled.

Harvey helped James out of bed, and helped him walk to the table in the kitchen. He could tell James' joints hurt from the flu bug because of the way he was walking.

He helped James sit down. James looked at him with a thankful look. Harvey smiled.

As they ate, Harvey noticed his son picking at his food. He chuckled.

"Eat, James, you'll feel better if you do." Harvey said.

James shook his head.

Katie felt James' forehead. "Awful warm, little one."

James squirmed away from her touch, groaning softly.

Katie realized from James' act of shying away that he really felt sick. She looked at Harvey, a soft frown on her face. Harvey nodded, knowing what his wife wanted to do.

She picked James up out of his chair, grunting as she did. For a four-year-old, he was heavy.

"I think someone needs to go back to bed." She sighed, walking towards the nursery, James clinging to his mother's shoulder, looking bleakly at his father.

Harvey felt a knot begin to form in his stomach. A knot of anxiety and concern.

Lilith looked at him, seeing his face growing pale. "Daddy, are you sick too? You're pale."

Harvey shook his head. "No, I'm fine, sweetie." He forced himself to smile. "Just worried about your brother."

"But you're a doctor, he's okay, isn't he?" Lilith asked.

"It's natural for Daddy to worry about you and James, whether I'm a doctor or not."

Lilith tipped her head. "I don't understand."

"It's parental instinct, my little Lilith." Katie walked back out of the nursery. "When you have kids, you'll understand."

Lilith nodded. "Okay."

Harvey looked at his wife. "Is James alright?"

"Poor little dear's coughing and wheezing." Katie sighed. "Could you give him a thorough exam?"

Harvey smiled. "My pleasure."

He grabbed his bag from beside the door, and made his way into the nursery, where James lay in his bed, his blankets at the foot of the bed, in his pajamas, and looking like he was almost asleep.

His head lifted up at the sight of his father. "Daddy?"

"You mother wanted the doctor to give you a thorough exam." He smiled, setting his bag at the foot of James' bed, sitting down in the chair by the bed.

"Now…" Harvey began with a smile. "What seems to be the problem? And be as specific as you can."

James slowly sat up in the bed. "My whole body hurts, along with my stomach, I feel cold, and I have a cough…" James paused to cough as if to prove a point. "And….I think that's about it."

Harvey smiled. "Well, judging from your symptoms, I say you have the flu, James."

James snuggled closer to his father, sighing. "Can you stay with me? I want some company."

Harvey smiled again, kissing James' forehead. "Of course, little one. I'll stay with you. I'll always be there if you need me."

"Well, not always…" James said. "One day, you'll be gone."

Harvey's heart clenched as he realized his son was right. He sighed and smiled. "well, let's hope that time doesn't come soon."

James nodded, starting to nod off to sleep.

Harvey smiled. "Get some sleep, little one."

James began to snore.

Harvey kissed his son's cheek. "Sleep well, little James." He murmured. "Have sweet dreams, my precious child, for Daddy will never stop loving you. Cause you're my little James."

Katie and Lilith smiled from where they were watching in the doorway, happy James was being treated well on a day miserable for him. Happy that James and Harvey loved each other so much.

Katie felt her baby kick her belly. She smiled, rubbing her stomach.

Soon, James and Lilith will have a little sibling to care for, and I hope they love him or her as much as Harvey and I will.