A/N: I'm sad to inform you that there is probably only three or four more chapters left. Tear. Yes I know, it's so sad. But I already have Ginny's sequel in motion. So enjoy this next chapter. This is kind of a nothing chapter... all sappy... just the way youguys like it.
"Hermione, there's someone here to see you." Draco walked in carrying a small blue bundle. Hermione was going on her second week of being in the hospital.

"Ohhhh. Oh, you i'm going to start crying." Hermione had tears streaming down her face as she took the baby from Draco's arms. "Hello. Hi. You're so beautiful." Hermione wiped at her tears as she kissed the little baby. "You look like a Dartagnan. Don't you think Draco?" Hermione looked to Draco, who was silently in awe.

"Yes, that was my thought exactly. They finally took little Allesandra off the respirator." Draco walked over and sat in a chair.

"So we're going with Allesandra?" Hermione smiled at Dartagnan. "I like Allesandra. But you need to tell her to get better, Dartagnan... because you need a play mate." Two nurses walked in pushing two baby basinets. Draco asked for the second, to give Hermione hope.


"Tre! I'm taking Dimitri to the park, would you like to come?" Ginny hollered from the foot of the stairs.

"No, you go ahead. I have work to do." He smiled down to her and she shrugged.

"I'll pick something up for us to eat." Ginny blew Tre a kiss and walked out the front door.

Tre stood at the top of the stairs until he heard the car's engine. He slowly walked into the office and picked up the phone. "Yes, connect me to Mrs. Brennan please." Tre was rolling a pen across the desk.

"Hello?" A cheery voice resounded on the other line.

"It's Tre. I have time right now, can we meet somewhere."


(Next day)

"Hermione! How are you feeling?" The doctor walked in with a bright smile.

"I'd feel better if I knew Allesandra was going to make it." She smiled half heartedly.

"That's actually why i'm here. Is your husband around?" She looked around expecting to see the bathroom door closed.

"No, he's gone to work. They couldn't push taping back any further than they already had." Hermione sighed.

"Well, as you know, Allesandra is off the respirator. But she won't eat. We've tried almost everything, but it seems, ever since we moved Dartagnan, she's given up." The doctor seemed sympathetic. "We'd like to put an around the clock staff on shift, and move Allesandra in here. But you have to understand. She'll still be in an incubator until we can get her weight up, and make sure she can maintain breathing." The doctors voice was cautious as she saw Hermione's eyes light up.

"I understand." Hermione nodded.


Allesandra took quickly to natural feeding, but still had trouble breathing. As she reached an acceptable weight, Hermione, Draco, and immediate family were allowed to hold her. Hermione was in bliss, surrounded by her children.

Draco, too, was happy. He was happy to be a father, he was happy to see Hermione smile. But he knew it wouldn't last. They had never finished their conversation... and Draco wouldn't be completely happy until they had.


"Can you explain this?" Ginny threw a small stack of papers onto Tre's desk.

Taking up the papers he recognized it to be the phone bill. "Well this is what we call a phone bill. It's a list of all the numbers we've called." Tre put it aside and looked at her.

"Lose it, Tre. How about this one? Can you explain all of this as well?" Ginny threw another stack of papers at him. He looked them over and found it to be the credit card bill.

"What do you want Ginny?" Tre asked in an agitated voice, setting aside the papers and folding his hands on top of the desk.

"I want to know who you're calling four times a day and talking to for 2-6 hours at a time. I want to know who you've been buying lunch for, for the past two weeks. That's what I want." Ginny raised her voice at him.

"Don't raise your voice at me Ginny. I'd thought by now you'd know not to take things at face value." Tre got up and came around his desk. "Her name is Natalya Brennan." Tre noted the look of shock on Ginny's face. She probably thought that she was his girlfriend on the side.

"I'd have thought you'd at least try to deny it." Ginny sat down in the chair behind her.

"She's better known as Natalya Petrov." Tre looked Ginny in the eyes, and saw a wave of relief.

"Is she in trouble?" Ginny asked suddenly concerned.

"She's in town, to testify against her grandfather. I've been helping her through it. Her husband couldn't make it, and she just needed some support. And..." Tre occupied a sly smile, "I've decided to come forward and offer my knowledge." He saw Ginny's eyes light up. He knew she had wanted him to do something, he just didn't know if he could put the one's he loved in danger.


"It's been two weeks Hermione, and Allesandra is breathing fine. She's at her ideal weight, while her brother is quickly gaining some extra pounds." The doctor smiled as she did her routine check up.

"Can we take them home now?" Draco asked sliding on his shoes, getting ready to go to work.

"By tomorrow, we should have you checked out of here and on your way. Congratulations you two." The doctor tucked her pen into her breast pocket, and left.

"D'you hear that guys? We get to go home." Draco was talking to the two babies asleep in their basinets. They had celebrated their 1 month birthday in the hospital, just two days before, and now they got to go home.