Saturday, 8 December, 21:10, PDT, present day
The Wizarding grandparents stood at the window of the preemie wing of the third-floor maternity ward. Hermione pointed to the newborn baby in the incubator to their right. The infant was twice the size of the other premature babies that were in the room.
Draco's breath hitched as he saw the name tag on the incubator. Hermione looked at him and squeezed his hand.
"Are you alright?" Hermione asked softly.
Draco tried to shrug it off. He took in a breath before he spoke. "Baby Granger. It was the same way Drew's tag was labeled when she was born," he said as he looked into her eyes.
Hermione smiled at him before leaning against his chest. "Drew will be okay, Draco," she said as she looked up at him.
"I know," he smiled. "It's just that … what are the odds? It's déjà vu. Merlin, Hermione, what if … what if I'd disapperated without turning around."
"Draco," she said, shaking her head.
"You could have bled to death," he said as a tear streamed down his cheek.
"You turned around, Draco," she said, wiping the tear away. "You saved my life and Drew's.
"And that baby is going to know her," she said, smiling.
Draco nodded. The grandparents watched as the baby boy turned its little head and blinked. They both took in a breath and smiled.
o-o-o
Saturday, 8 December, 21:30, PDT, present day
The E.R. doctor cleared his throat as he approached the pair. They turned to him and nodded.
"Drew's in her room, unconscious," Marco began. "But resting. I'll take you to her."
The Malfoys followed the young man to the private hospital room. Marco nodded at the pair before he excused himself. Draco paused for a moment at the door as he caught sight of his daughter. The parents walked to her bed. Draco stood on the right side of the bed as his wife walked to her daughter's left side.
Draco kissed Drew on the forehead as Hermione squeezed her daughter's hand. The older Malfoys looked each other in the eye and nodded. They both took seats on opposite sides of the hospital bed.
"We should call the boys," Hermione said softly.
Draco nodded as he pulled out his Muggle mobile. He went to his contact list and clicked on his oldest son's mobile. He looked at his watch, 5:45 a.m. in London. 'He's a mediwizad. He should be used to these early morning hours,' he thought to himself.
o-o-o
Saturday, 8 December, 22:15, PDT, present day
The Malfoy sons arrived at the Los Angeles hospital where their sister worked within the half hour that their father had woken them up. Their wives sent well wishes to their sister-in-law. The late-night feedings kept all of them quite sleepy at 6 a.m. in the morning.
Marco recognized the three from the photos on Drew's desk. He walked towards them as they approached the Nurses Station.
"You three must be Drew's brothers," Marco said extending his hand to the eldest. "Marco Esteban, a friend of Drew's."
"Nice to finally meet you, Marco," Junior shook the fellow doctor's hand. "I'm Draco. Everyone calls me Junior, though.
"This is Hans and Heath," Draco said as Marco shook both of their hands.
"Nice meeting you all," Marco said. He waved his hand, "Come on, I'll take you up to the third floor."
o-o-o
Hermione stood up and hugged her sons as they entered Drew's room. "Glad you all could make it."
"We came as soon as Junior called the both of us," Heath said.
"How is she?" Hans asked as he stood next to Drew's side.
"Her vitals are good," his mother said as Junior looked at Drew's charts. "She's resting."
The boys took their seats around their sister's bed. "How's the baby," Junior asked.
Their father smiled. "He's good," Draco said. "He's almost two feet long."
"That is a big baby," Junior said as the three brothers laughed.
"Still considered a preemie," his mother said, smiling.
"Why don't we go have a look," Heath said as he stood up. The three brothers stood up. Hermione nodded at her husband. He stood up as well.
"Come on, let's go see your new nephew," Draco said as he put his arm around the twins' shoulders.
o-o-o
Monday, 10 December, 23:15, PDT, present day
The London mediwizard was unused to the time change. He stood up and yawned just as the woman in the hospital bed began to stir. Draco, Jr. smiled to himself.
"Hey," he smiled at her as she blinked. She felt her abdomen.
"Did I lose him?" she asked as tears started to stream down her cheeks.
"Hey, hey," her brother said as he grabbed some tissue from the tissue box. He wiped her cheeks. "He's a whopping 9 pounder. Healthy as an ox. If it wasn't for him being born three weeks premature, he would be in the regular nursery."
She smiled up at him. "Here, let me get that," he said as he adjusted the hospital bed. She was at a comfortable sitting position.
"How long have I been unconscious?" she asked.
"Almost forty-eight hours," he said. "Mum and Dad just left an hour ago. They had to get to work."
Drew nodded her head. Junior poured her a cup of water and handed it to her. Drew sipped it slowly.
"I'm going to buzz the doctors in to check on you, okay," he said as he pushed the call button. She nodded.
The doctor on the floor smiled as she entered the room. "Hey, Nancy," Drew said as the doctor squeezed her hand.
"You gave us all a scare, you know that," Dr. Nancy Monroe said as she took her pulse. The doctor tapped her knees and then her elbows. "Your reflexes are fine. Can you feel this?"
Drew nodded as she felt the pen tip against her toes. Dr. Monroe nodded her head. "Junior mentioned you were a quick healer. I didn't believe it until now."
Drew shrugged. "So, what have I missed?"
Dr. Monroe laughed. She nodded at Drew's brother who nodded back. "We'll do the usual tests tomorrow morning. You get some rest, okay."
"You do realize, I've just woken up, right?" Drew said yawning.
"Yeah. Get some sleep," Dr. Monroe said as she squeezed the patient's shoulder. Drew nodded. Dr. Monroe left the siblings.
"Doctor's orders, Drew," Junior said as he squeezed her hand.
"Don't leave, please," Drew said as her eyelids grew heavy.
Junior squeezed her hand again. "I'll be here," he whispered as he watched her fall asleep.
o-o-o
Tuesday, 11 December, 09:10, PDT, present day
"We came as soon as our shifts ended," the Muggle-born witch said as she kissed her daughter on the forehead.
"Hi Mum, hi Dad," Drew said as she propped herself up.
"She just finished eating breakfast about a half hour ago," Junior said. "They're going to run an MRI and other tests this morning."
"Hey, look who's up," Dr. Marco Esteban smiled as he entered the hospital room followed by two radiology technicians.
"Hey, Marco," Drew smiled.
"Time to get poked and prodded," he said.
Drew rolled her eyes. "The sooner the better. I'd like to see my son, soon enough."
He nodded at her. The technicians readied her for the trip four floors down to the basement level.
"I'll catch you after my shift, Drew," Junior said as he kissed her on the forehead. She squeezed his hand. His parents nodded at him before the young man excused himself.
The Wizarding parents followed the medical staff to the elevator. Hermione squeezed Drew's hand as the six of them rode down.
o-o-o
Tuesday, 11 December, 10:30, PDT, present day
"You are a wonder, you know that," Dr. Marco Esteban said as the technicians exited Drew's room. "Scans were clean, no internal injuries. Clean bill of health.
"You've got one amazing daughter," the Latino doctor said to her parents.
Both Draco and Hermione laughed. All heads turned as the nurse knocked on the door.
"Look who decided he wanted to see his mommy today," as Nurse Chan walked in with an incubator.
Drew propped herself up as she saw the newborn. A tear started to roll down her cheek. Hermione squeezed her shoulder.
"Baby Granger will be stuck in this thing through Saturday," Tania smiled. "The kid's quite strong. All of his organs are formed nicely. Bloodwork is good, too."
"Must be in the genes," Draco said as everyone laughed.
Drew stuck her right hand into the hole of the incubator, placing her forefinger into the newborn's palm. She smiled as the baby squeezed.
"I brought the worksheet for the birth certificate as well," Tania said as she handed the clipboard to the new mother. She smiled, before walking to the door. "I'll check back in an hour. He should be hungry by then."
Drew nodded at her co-worker before she looked at the worksheet. Her son was born three days ago, on the 8th of December at 20:15 in the evening. He weighed eight pounds twelve ounces and measured twenty-three inches with black hair and blue eyes. Mother: Drew Granger, Ethnicity: Caucasian British, Occupation: Medical Doctor, Residence: Los Angeles, California, U.S.A., Citizenship: Great Britain. Father: Phillip Martinez, Jr., Ethnicity: Caucasian British, Black British, Occupation: Professional athlete, Residence, Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.A., Citizenship: U.S.A.
Drew blew out a breath as she looked at the space reserved for the child's information. She smiled to herself as she took the pen that her mother had offered. Full name: Phillip Andrew Granger Martinez, III.
"I think that's a great name, Drew," Hermione said as they looked at the little boy who seemed to smile back up at his mother.
"Phillip Andrew," Draco said. He nodded his head. "That suits him."