His lips softly touched her hand as they prepared for the last leg of the procedure that probably could've been done in the doctor's office. Troy saw both Dr Fitzgerald's place their hands on his wife's stomach and guided Megan back to where she was supposed to be. "Just one more, Ella, one more," he told her as Sara clutched her daughter's other hand and Jack stood close.

"Okay, Gabriella, this is the last one," Evan told her as their hands slid over her stomach multiple times to guide the baby back into position.

The procedure had taken them twenty minutes so far and Troy couldn't wait for it to be over, take her home and let her sleep the rest of the pregnancy away. He could predict it now – Evan would put her on bed rest for a least a week and for the remaining two and a half months no heavy lifting. It would all be up to Troy. And honestly, he didn't mind. He just wanted the last two months to be nothing but peaceful, even though it wouldn't be.

"And there we go," Evan told them all as Gabriella let her grip on him loosen a bit.

"That's it?" she questioned?

"Apart from the ultrasound I'm going to do right now, yes."

"That's it," she echoed, looking at her husband with a smile of relief tugging at her lips.

Troy leaned down and brushed them softly as Jack and Sara gathered closer, watching the screen in front of Evan as he guided the scope over her belly once again. Gabriella smiled as she watched both of them point and get all excited over seeing their granddaughter all set back in place by the miracle hands of her obstetrician.

"And I am proud to announce that this little girl is absolutely fine," Evan spoke up, looking directly at Gabriella. "You're both going to be just fine."