"Any news yet?" Georgie asked as he walked into the waiting room. His mother had texted him that his sister was sick and having her baby early, and he knew he needed to be there.

"Not yet," Dobie said, hugging his son. "Where are Chatsy and the kids?"

"At home…I didn't want them up here…in case…" he stopped short of what he had planned say.

"Your sister is going to be fine and so will the baby," Dobie gave his son a glare and looked toward Zelda who was frantically tapping her nails on the end table.

"I know," Georgie agreed. He sat next to his mother and hugged her, "Everything's going to be fine. Don't worry Mom."

Zelda looked at her son and forced a weak smile. "Thanks for coming up here. I know it'll mean a lot to Gwen."

"Hey…this is my first time becoming an uncle," Georgie smiled. "I couldn't miss that."

Suddenly the door to the room opened and Jack walked in, his face colorless and his body shaking. He looked at Gwen's family and he could barely speak, "The baby's here," his voice shook. "He's little…only five pounds, but the doctor thinks he's okay. He seems to be breathing on his own."

"Thank God," Zelda cried as she rushed up to her son-in-law and hugged him. "What about Gwen? How is she?"

"She's doing a little better," Jack said and he let his tears fall. The events of the day had been too much for him to handle emotionally. "Her…her blood pressure's coming down." He sniffled. "They said she won't be out the woods until later tonight…but they think she's going to be okay. She's asleep right now."

"That's great news," Dobie shook his son-in-law's hand and then hugged him. Then he put his arms around his wife and kissed her, "She's okay…I told you…"

"I know," Zelda let her tears fall.

Georgie looked at his brother in law, "Can we see them…Gwen or the baby?" he asked.

Jack shook his head, "They took the baby to the NICU, just to run some tests and make sure he's okay. And Gwen's not going to wake up for a while. They gave her something to knock her out. They wanted her to rest." He cleared his throat, "You all should probably go home…come back later."

"We can't leave you here alone," Zelda said gently. She could tell her son-in-law was still worried and upset over everything that had happened, and she also knew he didn't have parents of his own to depend on. She knew what that was like, and she didn't want him to feel alone. He was part of their family now.

"I'm just gonna sit here until they let me back in to see Gwen," he said.

Zelda looked at the clock and saw it was almost eleven, "Why don't we all go down to the cafeteria and have a late breakfast," she suggested. "Gwen won't wake up for a while."

Jack didn't want to go, in case his wife or son needed him, but he felt blessed that Gwen's family cared enough to include him. "Okay…" he gave in. "But not for long."

They all walked to the cafeteria and sat down at the table. No one seemed to feel like eating and their plates sat untouched before them. "So, what did you and Gwen decide to name the baby?" Zelda asked. "Did you name him John David Brenner IV?"

Jack shook his head, "No…I didn't want to do that." He sighed. "I loved my parents, but I wanted Gwen to be able to pick a name that meant something to her. He already has my last name…I didn't think he needed my whole name."

"That's really generous of you," Zelda said honestly. "I know it wasn't easy. Your dad was a nice guy, and I know you would've loved to give the baby his name."

"He would have wanted me to make my wife happy," Jack said with a slight smile.

Zelda nodded, and she knew Jack was right. John would have wanted his son to make Gwen happy. That was the kind of guy he was. "So, what name did she pick?"

"I'd rather not say," Jack took a bite of his eggs in an attempt to avoid the conversation. "She should tell you."

"Smart choice," Georgie laughed. "Mom will shoot down whatever name you picked anyway. It's better not to tell her until it's officially on the birth certificate."

"That's not true," Zelda argued.

"You made Chatsy cry when we told you we wanted to name our first baby Priscilla," he reminded her. "That's why we ended up naming her Greta."

"No…she wanted to name her Chatsworth Priscilla and call her Prissy," Zelda cringed. "I couldn't keep my mouth shut about that one. Prissy Gillis…"

"This coming from the woman who named her kids Gwendolyn and George," he rolled his eyes.

"Your dad picked your name," Zelda argued. "He was sure George McGovern was going to beat Nixon in the presidential race and you'd get to share your name with the next president," she looked and her husband. "He was wrong."

"That's why you named me George?" he looked at his father.

Dobie shrugged, "It seemed like a good idea at the time."

Everyone laughed and Jack couldn't help but join in. He enjoyed spending time with his wife's family…his new family. He was still worried about his wife and son, but spending time with her parents and brother made him feel closer to her somehow. At that moment, he knew everything was going to be okay.