Back in New York, Danny came in the door, and found Danni cleaning. Watching as she whized across the rooms, dusting, sweeping, shinning windows, and doing dishes, he grabbed her in his arms and held her still.

"You need to stop Danni. Look at me. Look at me young lady, now." said her father.

Looking up at her father with fresh tears, he said... "I have a message to give you from Gregory. He said to let you know, that he would be back before you know it."

"Oh daddy, I'm sorry. I never thought I would miss him this quickly. Why did he have too go home? He could have stayed here."

"He needs to face his guilt, Danni. Else he will never move on. He needs to tell his parents the truth, no matter how much it hurts them."

"I know daddy. I just don't understand how I fell in love with him so quickly. What if he doesn't love me, like I love him? Then what?"

"Danni, if he didn't love you. He wouldn't be coming back." said her dad.

Snuggling in closer to her dad, she layed her head on his chest and fell into sleep.

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Back in Baily, MaCanna and Gregory pulled into the Hospital parking. Heading up the elevator the silence could be cut with a knife. Gregory wasn't sure what was going on, he felt like he didn't belong there anymore.

As the elevator doors opened, he seen his sisters pertruded stomach. " Little bro.... you're back. We missed you so much." Hugging him in a vice like grip, he tried to smile.

"Okay Calista, that's enough. I need to see mom and dad."

Releasing him from her arms, they watched as he walked towards their room. Seeing him take a deep breath, they knew their little bro's story was about to be told. Opening the door, he walked in. Looking toward the beds, he seen his parents in the same one. Funny how he pictured this exact picture in his head. He knew his parents had never been apart. Even in near death, they shared the experience together. Such an amazing bond of strength and love after all these years.

"Look at you, son. You've changed. You've gotten so tall, and there is an aura around you. New York must have done something for you." said his father.

"Um... it did, dad. Listen... about the accident. I'm really sorry it happened. It was my fault dad and mom. I was the one who put you here. I meant to fix the breakline, but I forgot when the guys came by. They distracted me, and I forgot. I'm so, so, sorry, and I only hope you can forgive me."

MaCanna and Calista were listening at the door, they couldn't believe what they were hearing. How could someone forget? Especially when it came to family. Looking over at their parents, MaCanna could see the hurt and pain in his fathers eyes. The look that said... "I just don't get it. How could you forget?"

"Please dad, say something. Mom... please. It was an accident, I'm so sorry, sorry for all the grief and hurt I've caused you both, for the last six years. Sorry for all the rudeness and disrespect, you've had to take from me. I love you both so much, and I'm so sorry I almost killed you both. But please... just say something."

Mac wasn't sure what to say, neither was Stella. For their son to carry that kind of guilt after their accident, must have been torturous for him. To go through the last three months, terrified that he'd be hated for making a mistake. But the saddest part for them, was him thinking they wouldn't love him anymore. For no matter what a child did wrong, a parent always forgave.

"It's okay son, we understand. We're sorry too. Sorry for making you carrying all that guilt inside you for the last three months. The only thing I can't fathom, is why you would even think we couldn't forgive you. You are our flesh and blood. You are our child. It's our job to nurture, love and care for you, even when you become an adult. A parents job is never done. It just saddens me, that you felt you had to run away from this. That's what hurts the most, son. So we're sorry, for making you feel so insecure about our love."

"No dad. Don't ever think that. You didn't make me insecure," he cried. "I made myself insecure. You're not to blame for my mistakes, or my insecurities. Those were made by me through my life. It had nothing to do with you, or with mom. Don't ever say you're sorry again, dad. For you have nothing to be sorry for."

Running to his parents side, he fell into their arms. Wrapping their arms around him, they realized that their Gregory had truly come home. "It's going to be okay. Shh... we love you, son. Just relax, we got you."

"There's more dad. I want to go back too New York. I'd like to transfer there. I've fallen in love with Daniella. All I know, is I need to be close to her. She needs me. I love her dad and mom. Love her so much."

"You can't be serious, Greggy? You can't leave, Baily. How can you just leave us all behind?" cried Calista. "You're our brother, this is your home, you just can't come home and leave again. You just can't. You have to wait till I have my babies at least. They need to know their uncle."

Feeling the slight pressure in her back, followed by the gush of water, she knew the time had come to give birth. "Oh God... my water broke. I'm in labor, someone call Donnie."

Pushing their call button, the nurse ran into the room.

"Dr Flack, what is it?" asked the student nurse.

"What the hell do you think? I'm having my babies. Oh God... it hurts, I can feel them, and they don't want to wait."

"Um... err... everyone is on a code blue, I don't know what to do. Um... help me lift your sister," said the student nurse to MaCanna, and Gregory.

Picking up their sister in their arms, they carried her to the bed. while the student nurse called for a doctor.

"Dr Carter, please report to the ICU, Dr Carter, report to the ICU," said the nurse at the desk.

"Oh Christ... listen to me bro, I need you to pull off my pants. hurry, I can feel the head. NOW... GOD DAMN IT!"

Not wanting to be told again, MaCanna pulled off his sisters pants, followed by her panties. Then covering her with the sheet, she raised her legs.

"NOW LOOK. I need you to catch them, as they come down. MACANNA... LISTEN TO ME."

MaCanna snapped out of stupor. Watching from the bed, Stella, Mac and Gregory were enjoying the show. Their son and brother looked ill. Checking under the sheet, he seen the baby's head already out, and part of the shoulders. Placing his hand around his nieces shoulders, he held her as she slid out screaming.

Hearing the doctor come running into the room, she took the first baby from MaCanna, as the second one slid through. Holding his second niece against him, he cried. They were beautiful. So big and healthy, as they screamed their hello.

"Oh my sissy. They are so beautiful." cried MaCanna as Donnie ran into the room.

"Well, well... it's about time daddy," said Mac with a grin, as he watched the doctor pass Donnie the scissors to cut their cords.

Passing the first little girl to her daddy, Donnie kissed her tiny rosebud lips, as he welcomed her into the world. Passing the second girl to Calista, she held her close to her chest.

"Looks like our two grandbabies need names," said Stella.

Walking the first twin over to grandma, he placed her in her arms. Then taking the second twin, he placed her in her grandfathers arms. While they cooed and awed them, Donnie and Calista discussed names for their beautiful girls.

tbc...