Noah wouldn't stop crying, Roman didn't want to leave Diana alone with a crying baby. Her parents had gone to visit Brie and Victor.

"Please Noah", Diana begged softly.

"Did you try feeding him?", he asked.

"Of course I did", she snapped at him.

"What about", she cut him off.

"I checked his diaper, I sang to him, he doesn't stop. What if something is really wrong with him?", she said.

He stood and asked for his son. Diana sighed and handed him over. Roman squeezed him tight to his chest and Noah stopped.

"How did you do that?", she asked.

"I don't know. I just squeezed him a bit. I always do when I hold him. My mom said it worked when I was a baby too.", he replied.

"I'm a bad mom, aren't I? I couldn't even get him to stop crying.", she said, on the verge of tears.

"Don't do that.", he said, taking her hand and pulling her into him.

She watched as Noah slept peaceful now in his dad's arm.

"You are a great mom, he is lucky to have you. We both are. There will be days where you can calm him and I can't.", he said.

She nodded.

"Did your mom tell you that too?", she asked.

He chuckled and nodded.

"Yeah actually", he said.

She giggled and then yawned.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you.", she said.

"Accepted. I get it D, you're tired. I would probably snap too if I was on no sleep", he said.

"You think he'll stay asleep?", she asked.

She touched her son's cheek gently and Noah didn't move.

"Oh yeah, he's out like a light", he chuckled softly.

He went over to his crib and laid him down. Noah moved a bit and Roman stopped, placing his hand gently on his son. Noah fell right back to sleep.

He walked over to Diana's bed and cleared his throat.

"So, I'll be on the couch if you need me", he said.

"Why?", she asked, as she was settling into her spot.

"I thought you wanted me to stay while your parents are away", he said, confused.

"I meant why the couch. Just slip into bed, I don't bite", she said.

Roman nodded and made his way to the empty side, removing his shirt and jeans, he slipped into bed. Her eyes taking a quick peek. She watched him with amusement, he looked nervous to sleep beside her.

"Breathe", she whispered.

He did and looked over at her. Smile on her face.

"I just don't want you to feel like I want something from you.", he said.

She nodded. When he looked over again, she was fast asleep. He smiled.

"Goodnight, Diana", he whispered.

He knew Noah would be up sooner than later.

Two months later, Roman had gotten a frantic call from Diana. Leaving him a message about how she had to take Noah to the hospital, his fever wasn't going down.

When he ran in, he spotted her talking to his mom.

"What happened?", he asked.

"Calm down Roman", his mom said.

"I can't. I get a call from Diana telling me she had to bring Noah in, that his fever wasn't going down.", he was almost shouting.

His mom set a hand on his shoulder.

"He'll be fine, she just panicked", his mom said.

He looked over at Diana and she was wringing her hands. Her eyes red and swollen. Her mom rubbing her back.

"I'm going to go get you a water", her mom said, Diana nodded.

Roman went over to her.

"I told you he was sick and you didn't listen. Now he's worse", Roman shouted.

Diana took a step back.

"How could you have possibly let it get to this point? Were you not watching him?", he continued to shout.

He stomped away from her and into the waiting room. Patricia didn't like that, she watched as Diana slumped against the wall and curled into a ball.

She walked over to her and helped her up.

"I did everything you said and he didn't get better. You said to bring him in", Diana cried.

"I know sweetie. You let me handle my son", she said.

"I was watching him, I swear", Diana said, hoping she believed her.

Patricia wrapped her arms around her and held her tight. Diana's mom came back and looked between them.

"You should take her outside to get some air", Patricia suggested.

She nodded and took her daughter. Patricia made her way to the waiting room, Roman looked over when she entered.

"You can't blame her for this. She called me to ask for advice and I gave it. He didn't have a fever when she called me, but she said you noticed a runny nose and wanted her to keep an eye on it", she said.

Roman looked at his hands, he knew he shouldn't have yelled at Diana.

"I told her that if he gets worse, to bring him in. She did.", she said.

She wanted to yell at him, but there were others waiting in there.

"She is already worried enough, you blaming her for this, doesn't help. She is learning this just like you are.", she said, before standing and walking out.

Roman leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath. A few minutes later, Diana and her mom walked in, they sat a bit away from him. He was sure her mom did that on purpose in case he snapped again.

He stood and made his way to her, bending down in front of her. He set a hand on her knee.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. I know this isn't your fault. Neither of us could have known how bad it could get. I was just scared", he said.

She placed her hand on top of his.

"I'm scared too, but I swear to you, I was watching him.", she said.

He wiped her tears and stood to sit beside her, she leaned into him.

"I know babe. I'm sorry", he whispered.

His mom and the doctor walked in, both smiling.

"Noah is doing great, fever is down and there is nothing to worry about. You got a little afraid, being new parents is hard. Trust me, my first kept giving me mini heart attacks every other day", he said chuckling.

"Tell me about it", Patricia said.

Diana and Roman nodded.

"He can go home when you are ready", he said, setting a hand on Diana's shoulder.

"Thank you", she said.

The doctor left and Patricia hugged Diana. She slapped her son's arm.

"Mom", he said, rubbing his arm.

"Don't you ever speak to her the way that you did today, again. I raised you better than that.", she said.

He nodded.

"I apologized", he replied.

"You were scared, trust me, we've all been there as first time parents. This also won't be your last scare. Just remember to lean on each other, for Noah", Maria said.

Roman nodded and squeezed Diana's hand.

"I won't let it happen again", he said, lifting Diana's hand to his lips and kissing it.

She smiled at him.

"Come on, I can take you to your son", Patricia said.

All three followed her to a room. Noah was smiling happily and playing with another nurse. He looked so much better to both Diana and Roman.

"Still has a bit of a runny nose", his mom said.

They nodded. Noah saw them and his smile grew. Roman held his hands out and Noah reached out for him. He lifted his son and kissed his head.

"Ready to go home buddy? Mommy and I are", Roman said.

Noah saw her and reached out for her. Roman smiled and handed their son to her, she held him tight and kissed his head. Roman kissed hers.

"You're a good mom", he whispered.

She laid her head on his chest.

"Will you stay with us tonight? I would feel better if you were there with us", she said.

He nodded.

"I just need to go home and get a change of clothes.", he said.

She nodded.

"I'll see you at home little man", Roman said, tickling his son.

Noah smiled and tried to grab Roman's finger.

Roman couldn't sleep, sitting in a chair in front of his son's crib. If he even heard Noah breathe wrong, he would lift him out of the crib to check on him. Diana woke up to that.

"Roman?", she called softly.

He looked over.

"Did I wake you? I'm sorry", he said softly, joining her in bed.

"He's going to be okay, but if you don't get some sleep too, you'll get sick.", she whispered.

"I know. I still can't shake what happened today is all", he replied.

"I understand", she whispered.

She wrapped her arms around him, his head resting on her shoulder. Hearing his soft snores, she smiled. He was fast asleep.