Well, people want all of the kids to live, so I will see what I can do. No promises, though. I think that my favorite of the baby's would be Caleb. I don't know why, but he has grown on me as I have been writing this fic. I hope you all like what I am going to do. I think you will.

P.S. I have no beta, all mistakes are mine.

Gabriella gripped Troy's hand hard as she was pushed away from Caleb's cubical. They worked hard and fast, trying to save little Caleb. Tears were slipping down her eye's as she watched Caden and Cole turn their heads to all of the noise. They were only going to be awake for a small amount of time. The doctors were going to give them medicine to help reduce the pain in their body's from the many tests that were going to have go be run.
"What's going on?" Gabriella asked frantically. There was no answer. The loud beeping from Caleb's machine quieted down as the doctors began to slow their work. One of the four leaning over the crib walked up to Troy and Gabriella.

"He is OK for now, but we fear that is not going to last long. We have put him into an induced coma to prevent bleeding in the brain from serious activity. He is breathing on an oxygen mask, and his heart is pumping a little slow, but his Blood Pressure is not so good. Um, could we go outside to talk a little more?" They nodded, walking out and sitting in chairs, facing the doctor.

"What do we need to talk about?" Gabriella asked.

"Cole is doing much better with the medicines we gave him. We gave him steroids to strengthen his lungs, and I think in a few days, we can take him off the ventilator. Caden is also doing well, I will raise his chances to live up to forty percent. But Caleb has gone down. I would not put him at three or four percent." Gabriella began to cry. "And I know this is a though situation, but I need to talk to you about Cole and Caden."

"OK." Troy said, preparing himself for the worst.

"When baby's are born prematurely, we will place them in one of four category's. I am going to give you a paper, telling about all four. We are going to put Cole in group two, and Caden in three for now. If Caleb lives, he will most differently be in group four. I am sorry." She patted Gabriella on the shoulder and gave them a piece of paper. Gabriella scanned it with her eye's, wanting to know what kind of life her baby's were going to have. This is what the paper said:

Group 1. Children in the no handicap group have intelligence and physical abilities within the normal range, and they perform normally in school when they are older. Even in this group, however, children may be physically small or need to wear glasses to see well.

Group 2. Children in the mild handicap group have intelligence within the normal range, although it is usually somewhat below average. They also usually have some sort of problem that makes things difficult for them in school. Attention deficit disorder is a common example. Children with attention deficit disorder are easily distracted, and may be hyperactive. Other problems found in this group include learning disabilities, language problems, difficulty with math, and social/emotional issues. Many children in this group are also somewhat clumsy, but are able to do what they need to do. Some of these children will need special education in school.

Group 3. Children in the moderate handicap group have borderline intelligence that falls between "low normal" and mildly/mentally retarded, and also often have mild cerebral palsy. The mild cerebral palsy means these children have permanent difficulties with muscle control (such as awkward walking or difficulty with handwriting), need physical therapy, and usually begin to walk much later than most children. Vision may be somewhat impaired, even when using glasses. Most children in this group will need special education in school. Many children in this group will not be able to live independently as adults.

Group 4. Children in the severe handicap group are mentally retarded and/or have severe cerebral palsy, usually to a degree that keeps them from ever walking without assistance. Children in this group also tend to have the most serious problems with their vision. While blindness is quite rare, vision is often impaired enough to be a significant problem, even with the best possible glasses. Virtually all children in this group will need special education in school, and most will not be able to live independently as adults.

Gabriella began to cry harder. She wished this had never happened. What kind of lives were her children going to lead? Caleb would constantly need supervision, if he lived, and Caden would also need special help. Cole would also have special needs, but he would be able to lead a normal life. Troy wrapped his arms around her shoulders, trying to reassure her without words that it was going to be OK.

"Gabi, even if this does happen, we will get through it. We will get help for the baby's and they will lead near to normal lives. It'll be OK."

Gabriella wanted to believe him, she really did, but she knew she couldn't. Yes, they would get help for the baby's, they would get through it, but the baby's would not lead normal lives. They were going to need help for the rest of their lives.

One Week Later

Gabriella watched over the baby's. Cole was steadily gaining weight, as was Caden. Cole was not five pounds, and Caden was three pounds and two ounces. Caleb, on the other hand, was losing weight. He was now only one pound, and the doctors hadn't taken him out of the induced coma for fear he would have huge brain bleed the minute they did. Feeding him though a feeding tube wasn't helping either. He had constant diarrhea and was throwing up a lot. He couldn't keep food down. Finally, one week from birth, the doctors proposed something.

"I know this is hard, my son was born at six months, but we have an idea. Caleb isn't keeping food down, but I think breast feeding him would help. You have been feeding Cole and Caden, but not Caleb because he is in a coma. The other two baby's are healthy, because a premature has a ten percent better chance if their mom breast feeds them. We want to take Caleb from his coma and try breast feeding him." Gabriella thought about this for a moment.

"And it might help him get better?"

"Either way, if it does not, he is no better off than he is now." The doctor said gently.

"OK. We will try it." Gabriella walked to Caleb's crib and touched his leg. He was pale, and very thin. The doctors gave him the medicine to take him out of the coma. Now, all they had to do was wait. Gabriella was lost in her thoughts when Kessie latched onto her leg. She looked up to see her mom and Diego. Ms. Montez had been watching the two older kids because her and Troy had been with the boys at every possible second.

"Hi, baby." Gabriella lifted Kessie into her arms, letting her see the baby's.

"Baby!" Kessie yelled, causing the awake Cole to laugh. She smiled and looked at Caleb. "Mommy? Is Cab gone be 'K?"

"We don't know, sweetie. We are gonna try something very soon to get him better." Kessie nodded, reaching out to take Caden's hand. He recoiled, taking his hand from hers and sticking it in his mouth.

Soon, Caleb was awake. He was not crying, which was a bad sign. Silently he looked around. The doctors showed Gabriella how to feed him. After several tries, he got it.

"Now, normally, we don't let mothers breast feed their premature baby's until they are three and a half pounds are more, but Caleb is not getting better, and this is not any worse than letting him go without." Three days of it, and Caleb had gone over a pound again. He was still not doing good, the doctor had found a bleed in his brain, and said if it got much worse, little Caleb would die. He was much to small for surgery. Cole's chances had for survival had gone up to ninety percent at he hit the five pound mark, and Caden's chances to sixty as he hit four pounds. Caleb was now one pound, ten ounces, and his chances only five percent. But the doctors said that it was a good sign that he had lived for almost two weeks.

One Month Later

Caleb Josiah Bolton was now four pounds, five ounces, and had already had three surgery's to rid him of brain bleeds and infections. Cole and Caden were going home in two weeks. Both about the same size, they were healthy and both placed in the second group of premature baby's. (See Above)

"Will he live?" Gabriella asked as Caleb was taken out of his third surgery and returned to the NICU. He was pale, not moving, and sick looking.

"I don't know. He is bigger than he was at birth, but his condition is bad. His chances are now twenty percent, and he has been placed in the forth group of premature baby's. He is not going to go down." Gabriella smiled sadly.

Two Weeks Later

Caden and Cole were home, and Caleb was improving only a small bit. Troy and Gabriella were splitting their time between the NICU and home. Kessie and Diego were also spending a large amount of time at their grandparents. Cole, at seven pounds, was a healthy baby who was very active. Caden was six and a half pounds, but not nearly as active as his brother. Caden was showing signs of actually being a baby in the third group of premature baby's instead of the second group. Gabriella groaned a Cole woke her up for the forth time that night. The doctors said that premature baby's wake their parents up twice or three times as much as baby's born full term.

"This is ridiculous." She groaned as she threw her robe over her shoulder, walking into the nursery that now contained three cribs instead of only one. They had everything set up for Caleb, hoping desperately that eh would come home. Troy was at the hospital, so Gabriella was home alone with two almost newborn baby's. both baby's were a month and three weeks old. The doctors said that the had made an amazing recovery, considering. They had expected that the baby's would be in the NICU for more than two months. Gabriella picked the tiny Cole up, gently rocking him back and forth.

"Shhh. Mommy's here." She reached a hand into Caden's crib, placing it on his stomach, which was steadily moving up and down. He was warm and alive. The two boys were identical. Both having blond hair and blue eyes like their daddy. Besides Caden being a little smaller, they couldn't be told apart. Suddenly the phone rang. Gabriella gasped, her eyes going wide as she made a mad dash for the phone. As she grabbed it, she heard Caden's cry, Sighing, she answered.

"Hello? Sleep-Deprived 'R Us, Gabriella Bolton sleeping...I mean speaking." Troy laughed on the other end.

"Hard night?"

"Yea. Cole has been up three times, Caden four. They are both up right now." She placed the now quiet Cole back in his crib and rubbed Caden's leg, trying to get him to quiet down, but not picking him up for fear of dropping him while on the phone.

"News from the hospital. Can you get here? Like right now?"

Cliffie you say? Why, yees! And the information on the groups of premature baby's is true, I got it from an add on the Internet. Also, a single baby born at seven months can almost always live. But when you have three, even if they are over two pounds, they will have a MUCH bigger chance for brain bleeds and death.

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