Back at Heartland, Lou, Casey, and Lisa had just found out what had happened. Worry was thick in the room.

"I just want Tim to be okay. I love him so much," Casey cried.

Lou and Lisa put their arms around her.


"Ty." Amy looked up. "This baby isn't waiting."

Jack was a few meters away trying to calm the horse. He'd finally caught the horse pacing back and forth in the clearing.

"Jack!" Ty called out.

Jack handed the horse to Mitch and came rushing over. Ty explained what was going on. They gathered their coats and jackets to use as blankets.

Ty bent down next to Amy, trying not to let her see his worry. He was a vet; he was trained to deliver calves and foals, not his own baby.

"Okay, Amy, just try to breathe. Everything is okay." Ty kissed her forehead and smoothed the coat he'd placed over Amy's legs.

Jack had taken Ty's spot at Amy's head. "You can do this."

Amy cried out with pain as she pushed.

"Good job, Amy. Just a few more pushes," Ty reassured her. He found it so hard to listen to her cries while he couldn't do anything except coach her. "Just one more push."

Amy sank back onto the ground. "I don't think I can do it."

"Yes, you can, Amy." Jack stroked her forehead.

After Amy's last cry of pain, a new sound joined in—the cry of new life.

Ty laughed, amazed that he now had a baby. "It's a boy, Amy."

Amy sat up a little, and Ty handed her their son. Jack stood up and went over to check on Tim to let the parents meet their son. Just then, there was the sound of helicopter blades. The horses pranced and snorted. With Peter's help, Mitch took the horses deeper into the trees so that they wouldn't spook.

When the helicopter landed, two paramedics came right over to Amy and Ty.

"Hi, Amy. I'm Vicky, and this is Alex. Now, would Dad like to cut the cord?"

With shaking hands, Ty took the scissors and cut the cord. Vicky and Alex checked Amy and the baby over, and Ty breathed a sigh of relief as Alex announced that both were okay and healthy.

"Now, Amy, we're going to get you onto this stretcher and take you to the helicopter," Vicky explained.

Meanwhile, another team of paramedics was working on Tim. Jack stood close by in case they needed any help. Jack heard the words crush syndrome.

"Can you come over here and help us move the rocks?" a paramedic asked Jack. The three of them worked together, and finally Tim was free. The paramedics worked quickly to move him onto a stretcher and get him into the helicopter.

"Will he make it?" Jack asked.

"He's alive," the paramedic responded.


Not knowing what they should be feeling, the family sat in the hospital waiting room. They were relieved that everyone had been rescued and overjoyed about the new addition, but they were afraid for Tim. The doctor had prepared the family for the worst outcome. Tim was going to have surgery, but he might lose the use of his legs.

Meanwhile, Amy and Ty lay on a hospital bed with their son in the middle. Amy lay back on her pillows, exhausted from the day's events. "I'm worried about Dad," Amy confessed, brushing a finger across the back of their baby's hand.

"Hey, your dad's being looked after by the doctors. Why don't you try to get some rest? They'll tell us as soon as there's an update." Ty put an arm around her.

He gently took their son and laid him in the bassinette. When he got back to the bed, Amy had already fallen asleep. He carefully tucked the covers around her.


After a long time of waiting, a doctor finally came out to update the family. "The surgery's done. Tim has a concussion, three broken ribs, and a broken leg."

"Will he be able to walk once everything's healed?"

"We can't tell right now. He hasn't woken up yet, but you can go in and visit him." The doctor stood and walked back down the corridor.

The family decided they would only go a few at a time. Jack and Lou went in first. They'd been sitting by Tim's bed for about ten minutes when he began to stir. They both looked to the bed as Tim slowly opened his eyes.

"How's Amy?" he asked.

"She had the baby. It's a boy! They're both doing really well," Lou assured him.

Tim smiled weakly. "We need more boys."

Both Lou and Jack laughed. There was a knock at the door, and then a nurse walked in. Casey walked in shortly after.

"Are you family?" the nurse asked.

"Yes, she is," Lou said.

Jack stood and let Casey have his chair. "We'll leave you two alone and go see Amy and the baby."

Once it was just him and Casey, Tim said, "I'm so sorry I missed our date."

"Just make sure you never do it again," Casey said with a shaky laugh. She tried to smile, but tears came out instead. "Is there anything I can do?"

Tim took her hand in his. "Just stay."

Casey managed a weak smile. "I will."


"Dad's out of surgery. He has three broken ribs, a broken leg, and a concussion," Lou informed Amy.

"Will he be able to walk again?"

"They're not sure," Lou admitted.

Amy sighed. "At least he's alive."

Ty walked over with the baby and handed him to Lou.

"Hey there. You made quite the entry, little guy," Lou said softly.


Thank-you to beth-is-rainpaint for her great beta reading.