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Morgan and Greg had spent a wonderful Christmas with Jackson. The little boy was so happy to get his first bicycle, and loved riding around outside with his father.

The family spent the time after Christmas and New Year's getting the nursery ready and anxiously awaiting the arrival of the new baby.

Jackson loved talking to the baby in Morgan's stomach. Sometimes he would tell the baby about riding his bicycle, sometimes he would sing 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star', and sometimes he'd just ramble about anything he thought of.

"Mama, I think the baby's a girl," he told Morgan one day.

"You do? Why?" She asked the sweet little boy as she rubbed her swollen stomach.

"I dunno," Jackson shrugged. "I just do."

Morgan smiled. "Because we already have a cool little boy, right?"

"Yeah!" Jackson smiled.

Morgan laughed softly. "Well, what if it is a boy?"

Jackson thought for a moment. "That would be cool." Morgan smiled and hugged her happy son.

Early in the morning on January 27, Greg arrived home and Morgan was sitting on the couch watching a movie. Greg sat down and Morgan sighed as she leaned into his arms.

"Is this baby ever going to get here?" She sighed.

Greg chuckled softly. "You sound like Jackson." She glared up at him and he smiled and lovingly rubbed her stomach. "The baby will get here soon." He began massaging her shoulders.

Morgan sighed happily. "I needed that." She closed her eyes and leaned against her husband. They both rubbed her stomach, and Greg kissed her cheek.

Morgan turned to say something to Greg when she felt a cramp. Greg saw her grimace. "You okay?"

"Mm-hmm," Morgan answered as she rubbed her stomach. "Just a little cramp."

Greg sat up. "You sure that's all it is?"

"Greg, I'm fine," she said. She sat up slowly, and a gush of liquid soaked the sofa.

Morgan and Greg looked at each other, knowing what was happening. "It's okay," Greg said as he kissed Morgan's cheek. "I'll get Jacks and call Sara, tell her to meet us at the hospital."

"Can you call my dad, too?" Morgan asked as she slowly stood up. She and Greg walked to Jackson's room and Greg carefully lifted the sleeping boy into his arms.

"Mmm - hi daddy," the little boy said, barely awake.

"Guess what, Jacks?" Greg asked. "The baby's on its way."

Jackson's eyes opened wider. "Baby's coming?"

"Yeah," Morgan said to her son. "Yeah, the baby's - ah!" She clutched her stomach as a contraction hit.

"Mama?" Jackson looked worriedly at Morgan, who was clutching her stomach and trying to remember her Lamaze breathing.

Greg cradled his son in one arm and wrapped the other one around his wife. "Mama's not feeling good. She's ready to have the baby."

Morgan chuckled weakly. "I'm not, but the baby is ready to get here."

The family loaded up in Greg's car and headed to the hospital. Jackson stared at Morgan, who was trying to breathe through her contractions. "I must've been...contracting...all day," Morgan said, trying to pace her breathing.

"I called the hospital," Greg told her as he gave her his hand to hold. "Dr. Peterman will meet us there."

"Did you call Doc and Judy?" Morgan asked between breaths. "They said they'd watch Jackson."

"Yeah, and Nick and Catherine. And Russell's in town. Nick will call him." Greg winced as Morgan squeezed his hand.

It seemed that just as the contraction subsided, another one came. Morgan groaned and held onto Greg's hand as he was driving. Greg glanced at Morgan. "They're really getting closer together."

"Yeah, noted!" Morgan snapped.

"Mama, why are you mad at daddy?" Jackson asked from the backseat.

"Honey...Mama's not mad," Morgan said between breaths.

"Yeah, she's just hurting and wants the baby to be okay," Greg reassured his son.

They arrived at the hospital and their doctor met them at the entrance. "Hi, Morgan."

Jackson walked alongside his parents as Greg led his wife to a wheelchair. "The baby's coming early. Last contraction was..." Greg looked at his watch. "Holy crap! Five minutes ago."

"Okay, then let's get you set up in a room."

Another contraction hit Morgan and she cried out as she clutched her stomach. Greg immediately knelt beside Morgan and began coaching her through the contraction. Jackson looked on as Greg held Morgan's hand and helped her through the pain.

"Daddy, will the baby be here soon?"

"Oh, looks that way, Jacks," Greg said with a hint of panic in his voice. He looked at his son, who was concerned for his mama. "It's going to be okay, Jacks."

Just then Sara walked up behind them and put her arms around Jackson. "It's going to be okay, sweetie."

"Aunt Sara!" Jackson wrapped his arms around Sara for a big hug. "Aunt Sara, the baby's coming!"

"I know," Sara said with a laugh. "You think your mama and daddy are going to be okay?" Jackson nodded as Greg and Morgan headed into the delivery room.

"We'll be okay, Jacks," Greg reassured his son. Morgan smiled at her little boy. "I love you, sweetie."

"Love you Mama! Love you Daddy!" Jackson jumped into Sara's arms and the two wished them luck as they headed off to deliver the baby.

Sara was pulling Jackson to the waiting room when Greg darted out to her. "I didn't call Ecklie!"

Sara laughed softly and looked at Jackson. "I think daddy's a little nervous." Jackson nodded and giggled. "Greg, relax. I called him. He's on his way here, okay?"

Greg blew out a breath and nodded. "And my mom and dad are on their way, Morgan's mom and stepfather are coming..."

A loud yell was heard from the hospital room as Morgan endured another contraction. Greg glanced back toward the room. Sara laughed softly. "Greg, it's going to be okay. Your wife needs you now. Go!"

Jackson looked up at his father. "Daddy, Mama's loud!"

Greg relaxed a little and laughed. "Yeah, she's ready for that baby."

Sara lifted up Jackson and they both gave Greg a hug. "We'll be waiting for the new Sanders."

Sighing, Greg said, "Thank you." Giving his son a kiss on the cheek, he said, "Love you Jacks."

"Love you too, daddy." Jackson said with a giggle.

Nick arrived just as Greg headed back to the delivery room. He saw Jackson and Sara giggling and snuck up behind Sara.

"What's so funny?"

"Uncle Nicky!" Jackson reached over and Nick took him and gave him a hug.

"Hey, Jackson. You ready to be a big brother?"

"Yeah!"

Sara smiled at the two and guided them towards the waiting area. Jackson laid down on the couch next to Sara, while Nick took a seat in one of the chairs.

"Uncle Nicky, mama was loud."

"She was?" Nick asked with a smile.

Jackson nodded. "Yeah, she yelled at daddy because the baby wants to come out."

"Mmm, I think you're right."

Sara wrapped her arms around her godson. "You know, Jackson, I think your daddy and mama are very proud of you. You're going to be a great big brother."

"Yeah!" Jackson yawned, but told Nick and Sara he wasn't tired. He wanted to be awake for when the baby was born.

Letting the little boy rest his head on her lap, Sara said, "Why don't you take a little rest?" Jackson shook his head, but yawned again.

"It's okay," Sara reassured him. "Babies can take a while to be born. The baby may not come for another few hours."

"Hours?" Jackson asked with wide eyes. "What could be taking the baby so long?"

Sara and Nick smiled at the little boy they adored. "Just making sure mama's ready and okay, and then the baby will decide when it wants to be born," Sara said.

Jackson said he wasn't sleepy, but he fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit Sara's lap.

TBC...

I promise you won't have to wait too long until the next chapter!