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She couldn't remember the last time she slept a full night. While she was still in pain, Erin was constantly worried. Her condition was steadily improving but that was not her concern. Olivia and Reece took control over her thoughts on a daily basis.

"How's my Reecey cup, hmm? How are you, baby?" Erin cooed.

She was stroking her son's legs as she spoke to him. Erin was released from the hospital several days prior but has been a prominent fixture at the NICU. She only left when she needed to do the basics for survival: shower, eat, and sleep. Nonetheless, Erin was constantly at her children's side.

Reece was showing strong improvement. He was able to breathe on his own and Shane felt he was ready to go home in a few days. Erin felt a strong attachment to her son. It was partially because he mirrored Randy so much. It was also because Reece was a good distraction from Olivia.

Olivia suffered a few minor complications and she had around the clock care. She was still connected to the ventilators and there was no set time table for her to go home. Erin tried not to stress and worry over her daughter yet her motherly instincts kicked in and her mind went into overdrive. Erin was so worried, Shane had to give her a sedative to calm down.

Meanwhile, everything on the home front wasn't all that glitters. Erin encouraged Randy to start working again at Orton Advertising and she rarely saw him. Between dividing her time at the hospital and spending a few hours at home, Erin spent very little time with Randy. When they did see each other, it was when he visited her at the hospital or late at night when they were about to sleep.

To say the young couple was not feeling the strain of their marriage and family was an understatement.

"Shane said Reece might be ready to come home in a few days." Erin smiled.

Randy grinned. "That's excellent."

"I think he's starting to recognize me and my voice." Erin beamed.

"That's amazing." Randy nodded before he turned his attention back to his email. "I'll visit them tomorrow after work."

Erin was about to rave on their daughter until she realized what Randy was doing. While she understood that he had a lot on his plate, Erin felt slighted by him. She was the one at the hospital every day. She was the one who had a complicated delivery. She was the who talked to the nurses on the twins' progress. Randy was at power lunches, wining and dining new and current clients. He was scoring tickets to the Knicks games. He was anywhere and everywhere but the hospital and by Erin's side.

And Erin finally had enough. "You have some fuckin' nerve, Orton."

Randy started at the computer screen and looked over at his wife. "Excuse me?"

"I didn't stutter. You have some fuckin' nerve, Orton." She repeated.

Randy sighed and dropped the pen he was holding. He got up and walked over to Erin. "Look, Boo, you had a long day and I'm sure you're exhausted…"

Erin violently pulled away from Randy. "Don't fuckin' patronize me, Orton. Just fuck you, alright?"

"What is it? What did I do?"

"Oh no, it's not what you're done. It's what you haven't done." Erin shook her head. "The babies have been in the hospital for fifteen days now and you've only seen them a handful of time since I came home."

"Erin, I said I was going to see the kids tomorrow after work?"

"Yeah? What about before work? What about your lunch break? What about taking some time off and seeing your fuckin' kids, Orton?"

"Don't even fuckin' go there, Erin." Randy shook his head. "I have been at the hospital every fuckin' chance I get. And when I do see the kids. I'm there for at least an hour, sometimes two."

"You know, you could be just a bit supportive around here, Orton." Erin rolled her eyes. "I'm so sorry that me and the kids are making your life hard."

"You think I have it easy?" He asked calmly before his voice raised. "You think I have it easy? You think this is not affecting me at all?"

"You sure act like you rather be somewhere else than to be with me at the hospital." Erin retorted.

"My children are connected to ventilators and have all kinds of tubes sticking out of their bodies. Would you want to look at that every damn day?" Randy replied.

"Yes, I do want to look at that every damn day, Orton. Why? Because they're my babies, that's why. I'm the one who's pumping out enough breast milk for Reece and Olivia. I'm the one who's talking to them every day. I'm the one who actually gives a damn about whether or not our babies live." She yelled. "You couldn't give a damn less."

"No, I do give a damn. You were the one that encouraged me to go to work to take my mind off the babies. Remember that, Erin? 'No, Randy, it's okay. Go to work.' 'No, Randy, we'll be okay.'" Randy shook his head. "Woman, I'm at work busting my balls trying to stay sane, alright? All I think about are you and the kids. Do you think I want to be at work when I could be with my family?" He yelled. "News flash, Erin, in the corporate world, no one gives a damn if you have family issues, they just want to get paid. And unfortunately, since I'm the CEO of Orton Advertising, I have no choice but to be there!"

Erin sat down on a nearby couch and shook her head. Tears were streaming down her face and she felt hopeless. "I just feel like I'm alone in this, Randy. It doesn't feel like I have a lot of support. No one understands what I'm going through." She cried.

Randy walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Erin, you know I want nothing more than to be with you and the babies right now. This isn't a picnic for me, either."

Erin buried her head in Randy's chest. "I'm just…I'm…I'm scared, Randy. It feels like I can't protect them right now."

"I know, Boo, but you have to trust that Shane has the best staff watching over the kids right now. He's knows their condition better than anyone right now." Randy looked at his watch. "How about this? We both could use a break for a while. Why don't we go out to dinner and then stop by and see the kids? I think we both can use a smile right about now."

Erin nodded. "I think that's a good idea."

After dinner, Randy and Erin made a visit at the NICU. Wearing protective uniforms and masks, they walked over to their children. Olivia was sleeping in her crib while Reece was wide awake.

"Oh good, you guys are here just in time to feed Reece." One of the nurses said.

"Did you want to hold him, Orton?" Erin asked.

Randy has been offered to hold his son several times. He always declined because he was afraid he was going to hurt Reece and plus he didn't know how to handle a baby. "I'm straight."

"Sure about that?" She asked.

"Hey, I said that thing with John happened…" Randy paused. "I think I'll hold my son now."

"What happened with you and John?" Erin asked.

"Huh?"

"Mmm hmm." Erin smirked as she watched the nurse carefully placed Reece in Randy's arms.

"Make sure you support his head." The nurse instructed.

"Got it." Randy said as he began feeding his son. Randy naturally began rocking back and forth as he stared at his son. "Hey Reece, what's going on, man?" He asked. "The ladies treating you alright in here? Say, have you checked out the hottie a few cribs down? I think she's digging you."

Erin smiled as she watched the sight. Any hesitation of Randy being a nervous and bumbling father disappeared. He was completely comfortable holding and talking to his son as it was second nature. She was glad she had a camera with her so she could take pictures of the sight.

"You need to be strong for your sister, Reece. She needs all the support she can get right now." Randy said. "She's hanging in there but she needs you."

"Yes, she does." Erin whispered.

After feeding Reece, Randy carefully began burping him. "We'll be okay, Boo."

Erin got up and sat next to Randy. "I think we'll be just fine, Orton."