Disclaimer: I don't own Jericho or anything related to the show.

Two days after Emily met Donovan Wilson, she was proven wrong. The phone rang and Jonah answered it, but he gave it to his daughter.

"Hey, it's Donovan," he said. He had been serious about asking out Emily.

"Hi. I'm surprised you called," Emily replied. She wondered if he just wanted to talk.

"I wanted to know if you feel like going out to eat with me," Donovan explained. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about her.

"Are you asking me out?" a shocked Emily questioned. She hadn't really expected that.

Donovan tried not to laugh. "I am asking you out. Does it matter what restaurant we go to?"

Emily smiled. "Of course I'll go out with you. I don't care what restaurant we go to, as long as they don't have seafood," she told him.

"Do you want me to pick you up? I just need your address," Donovan said. He figured that Emily probably didn't want to drive.

"You can pick me up," Emily decided. The two discussed the time of their date. Emily then told him her address. She called Heather after hanging up the phone with Donovan.

"What do you need?" Heather questioned. She was trying to figure out what to make for dinner for Jake. They had already gone on their first date the night before, so this was their second date.

"I have a date tonight with that guy I told you about," Emily excitedly explained. She wanted Heather to help her pick out an outfit. There really wasn't a maternity date outfit.

Heather squealed. "I told you that he'd ask you out, Emily. Do you want me to come over and help you pick out an outfit?"

"Of course. Bring Jake too, because you know he's going to want to meet the guy who's taking his pregnant ex-girlfriend out on a date," Emily told her.

Heather laughed. "You are right about that. Plus, your son is going along with you on the date, so he wants to make sure this Donovan is good enough for both of you," she pointed out.

"You're right," Emily conceded. Jake might not like Donovan, but she would worry about that when the time came.

"What time is your date?" Heather asked her. She wanted to make sure that she and Jake could eat before going over to Emily's house.

Emily tried desperately not to smile. She was so excited about this date. "7:00 tonight," she answered.

"We'll be over as soon as possible," Heather promised. Although she didn't want to, she and Jake were going to have to rush through dinner.

After hanging up the phone, Emily went into her room to pick out a few outfits. "What are you doing?" Jonah asked her. He had just got off work. Emily was currently on maternity leave, so she didn't have to worry about that.

"I have a date tonight," she informed him. Her father would probably interrogate Donovan. He had never liked any of the guys she had dated, which included Jake, Roger, and Mike. She had been involved with Mike Jorgen, a man from New Bern, after her relationship with Jake ended and before her relationship with Roger had started. Her relationship with Mike had only lasted seven months. He had been killed in the Jericho-New Bern battle.

"Is he good enough for you?" Jonah questioned. He wanted Emily to be happy.

She rolled her eyes. "You can meet him tonight, Dad. His name is Donovan Wilson. Please go easy on him," Emily begged. Her father tended to be slightly overprotective.

At 5:30, Jake and Heather showed up after eating dinner and visiting with Mary and Eric's sons.

"I like this dress," Heather told Emily. Luckily for Emily, it was her favorite dress.

"Is he responsible?" Jake asked her. He wanted to make sure this guy was good enough for both Emily and Jacob.

Emily rolled her eyes. "I don't know, Jake. I only met him a few days ago. Did I grill you about Heather?"

Jake was confused. "You already knew Heather," he pointed out.

"That's not the point," Emily snapped, a mood swing suddenly affecting her.

"Don't push her," Heather frantically whispered to her boyfriend. Jake hadn't been around to experience most of the mood swings that Emily had suffered early in her pregnancy.

"I'm sorry," Jake apologized. He had no idea why he was apologizing, but he figured he should. He didn't like Emily in the midst of a mood swing.

Emily calmed down. "You're forgiven," she told him.

Donovan arrived at 6:58PM. He wanted to be early so Emily wouldn't think he was always late.

"You must be my daughter's date," Jonah said when he opened the door.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Prowse. I'm Donovan Wilson," he said nervously. He wasn't sure what to expect.

Jake tried to push Jonah out of the way so he could meet Donovan. "I'm Jake Green, Emily's ex-boyfriend and the baby's father."

Donovan didn't know what to think. "It's nice to meet you, Jake. I promise to take care of Emily and your son tonight," he told him.

"Stop interrogating him," Emily hissed to Jonah and Jake. They were going to screw everything up for her.

"I'm Heather Lisinski, Jake's girlfriend and Emily's friend. Nice to meet you," she said. Donovan seemed nice enough. She didn't know why Jonah and Jake were being so stupid.

"Hello," Donovan said. At least Heather was actually being nice to him.

Emily and Donovan left a few minutes later. It was the last first date either of them had. Emily later told Heather that it was also the best first date she had ever been on.

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"Is Tristan 'kay?" Matthew asked his new parents. Matthew was a little wary of Mary and Eric, but they were dealing with it.

"He's fine," Mary assured the three year old boy. Tristan had started crying after the social worker left, but had since calmed down. He was now sleeping in Eric's arms. It was obvious to the couple that Matthew was overprotective of his younger brother.

"Do I have to sleep?" Matthew asked. It was starting to get late, and Mary and Eric had already set down a bedtime for him.

Mary checked her watch. "You need a bath first, Matthew. Then you have to go to sleep," she explained. Her maternal instincts had already kicked in, and the boys hadn't even been with her and Eric for that long.

"I like baths," Matthew seriously informed Eric. Eric tried not to laugh. Matthew was so cute, and according to his mother (who had left with a promise that she was going to stay with them all day), just like Jake when he had been that age.

"Are you putting Tristan in his crib?" Mary asked Eric. He nodded and headed towards the nursery that they had worked hard to complete before Tristan and Matthew's arrival.

Mary helped Matthew with his bath and began to read him a story. Eric joined his fiancé and son after Tristan was placed in his crib.

"You a nice mommy," Matthew murmured before he fell asleep. Mary sniffled. She and Eric returned to their bedroom. They needed to prepare for their first full day with Matthew and Tristan.

It would go well for them.

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Gail had loved the surprise of two new grandsons. Mary and Eric had told everyone they were planning on adopting, but seeing Matthew and Tristan had been unexpected.

"Johnston, you'd love those boys so much," Gail whispered. He'd probably spoil his grandchildren. Now Gail was alone. She had her sons and grandchildren, but that was different. She missed her husband so much.

For the first time in months, Gail felt her spirits lifting. She no longer thought about her grandchildren or Johnston's death. Now she looked forward to helping out with Matthew, Tristan, and Jacob. Maybe Mimi and Stanley's baby too.

She was happy for the first time in a long time. Things had been bad for years, but they were finally starting to improve.

Darcy had been sick for three days, but she was finally starting to feel better. Her parents were leaving soon, so everything could return to normal.

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"Are you sure you're fine?" Dawn asked her daughter. Maybe Robert and Darcy's marriage was falling apart again. Dawn and James liked Rob, but they didn't want him to hurt their daughter again. He might have helped saved America, but that didn't matter to them.

"I'm fine," Darcy told her. She was getting sick and tired of telling everyone she was fine. She wasn't throwing up all the time anyway.

Dawn sighed. "I think you're pregnant," she said. All the symptoms pointed to it. While Grace was still so young, it was a distinct possibility.

Darcy laughed. "I'm not pregnant," she assured her mother. She would know if she was pregnant.

"Whatever you say," Dawn said. She would tell Darcy to take a pregnancy test, but her daughter tended to do the opposite of whatever she said.

At dinner, Darcy was feeling well enough to eat. When she saw the potato salad, she turned pale and rushed to the bathroom.

Dawn didn't say anything. She hadn't been able to stand potato salad when she was pregnant. Darcy might not be pregnant, but it sure seemed like it.

"I guess I'm still sick," Darcy said when she returned. She refused to even go near the table.

"Are you okay, Baby?" Rob asked. He was worried about his wife.

"I'm fine," Darcy told him. She didn't know why Rob was making such a big deal out of this.

"Maybe you should go see a doctor," Rob suggested. He didn't want her to get dehydrated and end up in the clinic.

"That's a good idea," James said. He hated to agree with his son-in-law, but he was also worried about his daughter.

"I'll go in a few days if I'm still sick," Darcy promised. She was being barred from taking care of Grace, but once she got over this flu, she'd be fine.

Darcy had a feeling she should take a pregnancy test, but pushed that thought back. She wasn't pregnant.

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A few weeks later, friends and family of Emily and Jake waited in the clinic. They were there to support Emily and Jake because she was about to give birth. She had been in labor for ten hours. Jake had told them an hour earlier that she was eight centimeters dilated.

Donovan and Heather were also at the clinic, supporting Emily and Jake. Donovan and Emily had gone out pretty much every night. Although Emily wasn't ready to say it, she was pretty sure she was in love with Donovan. She was reluctant to say it because they had only been going out for a month.

"I hate you," Emily coldly informed Jake after a painful contraction ended. Jake struggled not to focus on the fact that he was pretty sure his hand was broken.

"It'll all be over soon," Jake promised, although he wasn't sure. His hand really hurt, but he wasn't about to leave Emily alone.

Emily glared at her ex-boyfriend. "You should be going through this," she spat before another contraction hit. She grabbed Jake's other hand, which he hoped wouldn't break.

Emily's doctor came in to check on her. "You're nearly there," he told her.

"I don't want to do this anymore," Emily whined a few minutes later, after the next contraction ended. They were getting closer.

"You have to," Jake told her. He really hoped Emily gave birth soon. He wanted to meet his son and take care of his hand. He was now completely sure that Emily had broken it.

Ten minutes later, Emily was fully dilated and was rushed to the delivery room.

"Do it for me," Emily pleaded as she struggled to push. She couldn't even think straight anymore because it hurt so much.

"I would if I could," Jake told her. He really wished Emily had gone with the epidural. Maybe she wouldn't have broken his hand.

A cry filled the air a few minutes later. "He's so beautiful," Jake murmured in surprise when his son was handed to Emily.

"We made him," Emily said in awe. She couldn't believe that she was a mother.

"I'm your daddy," Jake told the newborn. He couldn't believe that he was a father.

"What's he weigh?" Emily asked. Jake had decided not to hold the baby until after he got his hand checked out.

"Seven pounds, thirteen ounces. He was twenty and a half inches long. He was born on January 3rd, 2008 at 8:43PM," a nurse informed Emily and Jake.

"Welcome to the world, Johnston Jacob Green III. You are loved by so many people," Jake whispered.

"You're such a lucky boy, Jacob," Emily said. She couldn't believe how exhausted she was. She was struggling to stay awake.

"I love you," Jake told Jacob. He kissed Emily on the forehead. He went out into the waiting room.

"Is he here?" asked an excited Gail. She was so happy to have another grandson.

Jake nodded. "He was born at 8:43. Emily's exhausted, so it's better if you guys wait until morning. Now I have to go get my hand checked out," he told all of his friends and family members.

Johnston Jacob Green III had finally made his appearance into the world, and his parents were happier than they ever had been. Jake's hand was broken, but he didn't care about that. The most important thing that had ever happened to him was becoming a father.

The Richmonds, Greens, Heather, Emily, and Donovan were a family now. They couldn't ask for more.

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Darcy's parents had gone home weeks ago, but the thought of pregnancy had been in the back of her mind ever since.

Rob had taken Allison, Sam, and Grace out, so Darcy was alone. She had started to feel a little better, but the nausea had been affecting her for weeks. She just wanted to make sure she wasn't pregnant before she went to the clinic with a flu that lasted for nearly a month.

"Please give me a good result," Darcy begged. She didn't know which result she would get, but there were so many ways this could go.

Could she and Rob handle two babies? Could they handle four kids? Allison was leaving for college soon. It was better not to think about these things until the pregnancy test gave her an answer.

"We're home," Allison called. Grace had been fussy, so Rob had ushered his older two children home so the baby could take a nap.

"I'm in the bathroom," Darcy called back. She waited impatiently for the timer to go off. Now that she thought about it so more, it wouldn't be so bad if she was pregnant again.

The timer finally went off, and Darcy checked the test to see if the result changed her life or not.

TBC

I've decided this is going to be long. I'm not sure how long, but it will be a long story.