After landing at Tuzanor, Marcus had asked around, and found out from some of the local Minbari that Delenn was alive, and was recuperating in the local hospital. Marcus had taken John there, and now they were searching the halls for any sign of Delenn. When they turned the corner, and John saw Lennier, there was no holding him back.

"Lennier!"

Lennier roused himself from his meditations when he heard his name. Looking up from his position on the floor, he saw Captain Sheridan racing down the hall towards him. Hastily, he helped the Minbari up from the hallway floor. "Where is she?" he asked.

Lennier silently pointed to a room at the end of the hall. Without a glance back, he hurried over to the indicated room.

There she was. She looked so fragile hooked up to all the machines. John entered her room quietly. She was sleeping, and he didn't want to disturb her. When he got closer, he saw the angry burns that were all over her skin. He reached out to touch her face, but pulled back when she made a small noise. The lights in the room were very dim, so it took him a second to realize that she was crying in her sleep. Lightly, he brushed a tear away. He bent down and whispered in her ear. "It's ok Delenn. I'm here for you." Upon hearing his voice and feeling his touch, she stopped crying. Slowly, a content expression crossed her face. Then he placed a soft kiss on her brow. He left the room just as quietly as he had come in.

Back in the hall, he found Lennier, Marcus, and his father in conversation. They all became quiet when John approached.

"She's asleep. Is she going to be alright?" Lennier nodded. John breathed a sigh of immense relief. "Good." He paused for a minute, then spoke up again. "Lennier, what about the baby?"

Lennier let a smile cross his face. "Captain, it is my honor to tell you that you have a healthy son."

John's grin threatened to spill off his face. "What did she name him?"

"David."

John's dad looked up at the mention of his name. He locked eyes with John. His son had a look of pure wonder on his face. David smiled and clapped John on the shoulder. "Congratulations Johnny!"

John accepted his dad's congratulations with a dumb smile still plastered across his face. He mused that if he smiled any wider he would probably pull his jaw muscle. "Lennier, where is he? He wasn't in the room with her."

Lennier looked puzzled at that. "He's aboard Delenn's Whitestar. We haven't been able to communicate with it since the satellite was damaged."

John shook his head. "Lennier, where is the Whitestar? It wasn't orbiting the planet when we got here."

"Delenn ordered them to take off as soon as she disembarked. It should be in a standard orbit." Lennier was confused. Where else could the Whitestar be?

"Lennier," John's voice grew grave, "where was the Whitestar, the last time you heard from it?"

"When we disembarked in..."Lennier's eyes grew wide in horror.

"Yedor."

There was dead silence for a moment in the corridor. "Oh my God..." John muttered. Dazedly, he turned and walked back to the door of Delenn's room. He just stared at her, for a long time. He was torn. He didn't want to leave Delenn, but he also wanted to find his son.

David watched as John stood there looking at his wife. He knew what internal struggle was fighting it out in John's head. "Johnny," he said, and walked over to him. He put his hand on John's shoulder. "Go find your son. I'll make sure she's ok." John looked up at him. There were unshed tears in his eyes, ready to spill over. "Go on. She'll be alright." John nodded slowly.

"Alright." He said quietly. "If she wakes up, tell her... tell her that I love her, and that I'll be back soon."

David nodded. John composed himself, and turned back down the hall. "Marcus, come on. We need to get a shuttle to Yedor, fast."