It had been an uneventful summer. True to his word Bosco had taken time off and taken both Kim and Joey to the shore and 'taught' Joey how to surf. The two of them had spent more time in the water laughing after wiping out then actually riding the waves but they'd had a good time and that's all that mattered to any of them.

It was September now and Joey was back in school. He loved his new teacher so far and he got along with his classmates.

Bosco was working overtime cause he wanted to take off when the baby was born but, as Kim checked her watch, he should be home soon. Joey was at her mother's for the night because Kim had a doctor's appointment in the morning.

She bent back a little to relieve some of the pain in her back. It was killing her today.

"Kim? I'm home."

"Hey babe." She called. "How was work?"

"Pretty quiet actually."

"How's Faith? Her mood any better?"

"No. Not really. Do you think I did something to tick her off without realizing it and now she's just waiting for me to realize it and apologize?"

"No. I think if you ticked her off, she'd tell you," Kim said, sitting down. "Game's all taped. You wanna watch it now or tomorrow?"

"I think I'll watch it now. But you look tired, go to sleep. I'll try not to wake you."

"I'm okay. I'll sit out here with you for a while," Kim smiled at him.

"Okay. You want some milk?"

"No. I've peed enough for the day," she laid her hands on her stomach. "Junior here is determined to take out a kidney or something."

Bosco grinned and got himself a beer. He sat down on the couch and turned his game on.

About ten minutes into it, Kim spoke.

"Uh, Bos?"

"Yeah?" He glanced over at her. "You okay?"

"You know that appointment I have in the morning?"

"Yeah."

"I think we should change it."

"To when?"

"Oh, now would be a good time. Cause I'm fairly certain my water just broke."

"What?" Bosco leapt off the couch. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"That means that you're gonna have the baby."

"Yeah and unless you want me to have it on the living room floor with you as the one delivering it, I'd get me a cab cause I'm not letting you drive right now."

"Good idea. I'll get a cab." Bosco said going over to the phone. He dialed the number of the cab company that was next to the phone. "Hello? My wife's going to have a cab so I need a baby to pick us up."

"Bosco!" Kim laughed before she groaned.

Bosco shook his head. "I mean my wife's going to have a baby so I need a cab to pick us up." He rattled off the address and told the person to hurry. "Okay, you need your bag."

"It's on the floor of the closet where it's been since we got home from vacation."

"Right." He went into the bedroom.

"Bosco? I meant the front closet."

"I knew that," he came back out. "Here we go." Then he helped Kim out of her chair and down to the street.

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"How do you feel?" Bosco asked hours later.

"Like I just got hit by a truck," Kim said sleepily. "He's perfect, right?"

"Yeah, he's perfect Kimmy." Bosco smiled and brushed the hair out of her eyes.

"Did you call our moms?"

"Yeah. They'll be here soon. They're mad that we didn't call them when your labor started but they're excited too."

BEEP! BEEP!

"Is that yours?"

"Yeah. I never took it off last night." He checked it. "It's mom's number at the bar. I'll go call her from the payphone in the hall. Don't go anywhere."

"Very funny," she shot him a dirty look.

Bosco went into the hall and picked up the phone. "Mom? Hey it's me. What? Slow down, I can't understand you." He said looking down the hall at a gathering of nurses in the lounge. A few more raced past him down the hall. "Mom, I'll call you back." He hung up and walked down the hall. He joined the nurses in staring at the television screen. "Oh my God."