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The lab, he thought. Of all places for her water to break, it just had to be the lab. A phone call from Jim had Gil leaving his crime scene and driving to the hospital faster than the law allowed. Leave it to Catherine to have a baby in the middle of a homicide.
He parked as close to the hospital entrance as possible and ran inside. Jim was already waiting for him.
"Slow down before you hurt yourself." Jim said. "She's not even pushing yet."
"Eddie here?"
"Two words, two syllables." Jim said holding up two fingers. "Fuck. Him."
Gil gave him an exasperated look. "I told Catherine that if he didn't make it, I'd go in with her."
"Isn't that sweet?"
"Jim."
He chuckled. "Catherine's mom got here not long ago. They're fine."
That made Gil feel a little better. "So now we wait."
Jim nodded. "Now we wait."
At seven pounds even, Lindsey Willows was a beauty. There was no doubt about who her mother was, Lindsey was all Catherine.
"Peach pie." Jim said quietly.
Gil looked at Jim. "What?"
"You know. Peach pie." Jim pointed at Lindsey. "She looks like a peach pie that's not cooked in the middle."
"Okaaay." Gil looked back at Lindsey through the viewing glass and sighed. If he thought things would be different before, they most certainly will be now.