It was night time once again, Amy was asleep but Jethro was once again restless. Twenty-four hours prior, he had been rushing Amy to the hospital. He was proud to say that things were much better today, but knew all too well how quickly that could change. News traveled fast around NCIS and before long the entire building knew. His second family had stepped up, to help through the coming weeks. Abby had brought dinner and Ducky was staying with the family. That way Jethro could rush to the hospital at a moments notice. Jethro wished that he could stay at the hospital but unless Amy or the babies became critical. He was forced to follow the rules of visitors hours. He took solace in knowing that Any was in good hands but still missed having her by his side. He slept with his arm on her side of the bed. He wanted her in his arms but he knew she needed the hospital. He couldn't do anything for her if she went into labor again, but the doctors could.

"I miss you, Ames." Jethro whispered.


Being in the hospital was weird for Amy. She was not used to just lying in bed all day. Working full time, and being an active mother did not allow for much free time. Of course she had never been the type to just lie around in bed. Even when she was sick she would get out and do what she could. Now however she didn't have a choice. She could either live life or protect her babies, but she could not do both. She was restless but knew she should appreciate the rest. Once the triplets came, it would be years before she could rest again. Still it was not easy just to lie in bed all day.

"How are we doing today? Nurse Rose asked.

"Bored" Amy confessed.

"The book cart is going to be on the floor at three. What's your favorite genre?" Rose asked.

"Anything educational but sappy romances novels are my guilty pleasure." Amy replied.

"Well I will make sure that Chuck has plenty of those types on the cart." Rose assured.

"You don't have to do that." Amy argued.

"Ideally you are going to be here for over a month. You are going to need all the entertainment you can get." Rose insisted.

"That is what I am dreading. I want the babies to stay in as long as they can but I do not want to be in here that long." Amy explained.

"It's still a ways to go and I can't actually promise anything, but if all four of you remain stable. We may release you at thirty-six weeks. That way you can have at least a few days." Rose explained.

"Could I really hold on that long?" Amy asked.

"Probably not but we are taking it one day at a time." Rose reminded.


Liam tossed his wet towel into the bin, grabbed his gym bag, and headed out of the locker room. He looked at the board that sat beside the pool and shook his head. His times were miserable this practice. The last time he had preformed this poorly was in the sixth grade. When he broke his arm right before a meet but tried to keep in secret until after the fact. Coach always said to push life out of your head when you were in the pool. Just swim and breathe, swim and breathe, that's all you were supposed to do swim and breathe. Normally he could follow that rule with great ease but not today. Today he was worried for Amy and his unborn siblings.

"What happened out there today, Gibbs?" Coach asked.

"I am sorry coach it won't happen again." Liam apologized.

"See that it doesn't but what happened?" Coach questioned.

"I was distracted. I know breathe and swim, but my mom is in the hospital and she may have her babies early." Liam apologized.

"That's rough, I'm sorry." Coach apologized.

"Thank you" Liam replied.

"I am pulling you out of Saturday's meet. Thomas Brenner can take your place." Coach replied.

"Thanks coach" Liam replied.


Emma laid her head on her desk and stared at the crumpled invitation. She could not believe that she had forgotten about the sleepover. This weekend was the big mother/daughter sleepover with her scout troop. Her mom and her had been talking about it for weeks. Now her mom was in the hospital and she was going to have to miss out.

"What's wrong young Emma?" Ducky asked.

"The mother daughter sleepover is this weekend and I can't go." Emma replied.

"Why not?" Ducky questioned.

"Because mom is in the hospital and Abby is going to see her brother." Emma explained.

"What about Breena?" Ducky asked.

"It's her dad's birthday." Emma sighed.

"Bonnie Dallas! She is who can take you. She only has boys and desperately wants a daughter. I am sure she would love to bring you." Ducky explained.

"Can I call her?" Emma asked.

"Why of course." Ducky replied.

"I hope she says yes!" Emma cried.

"I am sure that she will and if she does not. We will work something out." Ducky assured.


Amy took two bites of her dinner and then set the fork back down. Everything smelled amazing but her stomach was killing her. Which left her worried. She remembered how her stomach hurt when she was in labor with Emma. She was in the hospital but even being right there. There was no promise that they could stop the labor. She was only twenty-eight weeks. The babies could survive but not without a major fight. A battle she did not want her babies to be battling. She closed her eyes and tried her best to ignore the pain. She woke in a great deal of pain and found that the bed was soaking wet.

"I came in to take her tray and found that the bed was wet. At first I thought she'd had an accident but it did not take long to realize her water had broken." Rose explained.

"Is everything OK?" Amy asked.

"You are in labor." Dr. Jones replied.

"How many centimeters?" Amy asked.

"I am not sure yet. I just responded to the page." Dr. Jones explained.

"Can I call my husband?" Amy asked.

"Just as soon as I finish my exam." Dr. Jones replied.


A/N: Ready or not Amy's babies are coming. Will they be OK? New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.