"Mark, Collins can you please help him with those?" Fiona asked looking up at them.
"I got it Baby." Roger grunted struggling with the baby's crib, play pen and numerous shopping bags.
"No you don't. Let them help you. You know you have a bad back." she said looking up at him holding a couple of shopping bags in her arms.
"My back is fine." he complained looking over at her.
"Roger, you don't have to do it on your own." she said looking up at him.
"Yeah, stop being such a brooding tough guy." Collins said picking up the crib.
"Yeah Rog, geez. So you're getting older, you would think it was the end of the world." Mark teased looking over at Fiona laughing.
"You all that you're hilarious, don't you?" Roger asked as Mr. And Mrs. Davis, Maureen, Joanne and Collins laughed along.
"Well we are." she laughed looking up at him before they left the cafe to go home.
"Where the hell are we gonna put all this shit?" he asked as they walked up the stairs to the loft.
"Um... the baby's room." she told him looking over at him.
"But I haven't painted it yet or put up the borders or anything." he said looking over at her.
"Don't worry about it. Just put the stuff in there for now and we'll worry about it next week when you, Collins and Marky paint the baby's room." she smiled looking up at him.
"Yeah, yeah." he smiled looking down at her.
"Ugh, this has been such a tiring day." she said looking over at him before sitting on the couch.
"Do you want to take a nap Baby?" he asked looking over at her.
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea. I'm exhausted." she smiled looking up at him as she leaned her head on the back of the couch.
"Come on sweetie. I'll help you to bed." Mrs. Davis said looking over at her.
"Thanks mom." she smiled looking up at her as Roger and Mr. Davis helped her up.
"Go ahead Baby, go lay down. We'll finish putting all this stuff in the baby's room." he smiled looking down at her.
"Thanks Baby. I'm sorry I can't help you. I'm just really tired." she said looking up at him as he leaned down to kiss her.
"I hope she's OK. She's been really tired lately." Roger said looking over at the bedroom door.
"She'll be fine sweetie. Don't worry about it. Why don't you and the boys finish putting the stuff in the baby's room and I'll go check on her." Mrs. Davis said looking over at him.
"Thanks mom." Roger smiled before helping Collins, Mark and Mr. Davis put the rest of the baby's stuff in the Fiona's old room.
"Are you OK sweetie?" Mrs. Davis asked looking into the bedroom.
"Um... yeah, I'm fine." she covered as she breathed in and out.
"No you're not. What happened?" she asked rushing into the bedroom.
"You can't tell Roger. He's gonna freak out." she said looking over at her.
"Sweetie, just tell me what happened." she asked looking over at her.
"I think I'm having contractions, but it's too soon." she said looking over at her as tears formed in her eyes.
"They could be Braxton Hicks contractions. Why don't we walk around a little?" she said looking down at her.
"They're really strong mom. But it's too early. It's way too early." she said looking over at her.
"Calm down sweetie. Come on, let's walk around." she said helping her up from the bed and walked around with her.
"What if something's wrong? I'm only 7 months pregnant." she said looking over at her.
"Nothing is wrong sweetie. Don't jump to conclusions. It could be nothing. Just walk around and the pains should go away." she said holding her around her back.
"How you doing Baby?" Roger asked entering the bedroom. "What happened?" he asked rushing over to them.
"I'm fine Roger. I'm just having those Braxton Hicks things. It's nothing." she said looking up at him trying to hide the pain she was feeling in her abdomen.
"No you're not fine Fee. How long have you been in pain?" he asked looking down at her.
"Not long. I just have to walk it off." she said looking up at him.
"Fee, were you even gonna tell me if I didn't walk in here?" he asked looking down at her.
"It depends on whether or not they went away." she said looking up at him.
"Roger, why don't you walk your wife around the bedroom? I'm gonna go get her some water." Mrs. Davis said looking up at Roger as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Baby, I'm worried. You're only 7 months pregnant. It's not time yet." he said looking down at her.
"Roger, I'm fine." she said looking up at him before clutching her lower abdomen and doubling over in pain. "Oh my God." she called out as he caught her.
"What's the matter Fee?" he asked looking down at her.
"It hurts Roger." she cried looking up at him as he brought her over to the bed.
"I got you Baby. Dad, call an ambulance. Now." he called out sitting with her on the bed.
"What happened?" Collins asked running into the bedroom.
"Fee's having contractions. We have to get her to the hospital right away." he called out looking over at Fiona who was scared.
"Roger, the baby" she cried looking up at him.
"It's OK Baby. I'm gonna take care of you." he said holding her in his arms as Mr. Davis called the ambulance.
"What's going on? What did the doctor say?" Collins asked rushing over to Roger as he came down the hallway.
"She's gonna be fine. She just needs to be on bedrest until the baby's born. They gave her something to stop the contractions but she's gonna be here until the baby's born." he said looking over at them going towards the vending machine to get coffee.
"Is she OK? Can we see her?" Mrs.Davis asked looking up at him.
"Yeah, they just want her to rest. They're afraid if she doesn't calm down her water's gonna break and then the baby'll be born too early." he said looking down at the coffee maker.
"Are you OK son?" Mr. Davis asked looking up at Roger.
"No. Dad what if the baby comes early? He'll have to be in an incubator and may need to be on a respirator. He may not survive. The doctors want her to go as long as possible, but I'm scared that he's not gonna wait that long." he said not looking up at him, but it was obvious that he was crying.
"Listen to me Roger. This boy is a Davis and if he is anything like his father, he's a fighter. He's not gonna give up with out a fight. He's gonna make it. You have to believe that." he said putting is hand on his sons shoulder.
"I hope so dad. If anything happens to him or Fee... I don't know what I'm gonna do." he cried looking up at him.
"Don't worry Roger. Angel and Mimi got your back. They're not gonna let anything happen to them. You gotta believe that." Collins said looking down at him.
"I wish I could." he said starting to wipe his eyes. "I gotta go back in to Fee. I'll keep you guys updated." he said looking up at him before taking his coffee and going back into Fiona's hospital room.
"How are you feeling Baby?" he asked as he entered the room.
"I'm so scared Roger. What if the baby is born too early? I don't want anything to happen to him." she said looking up at him.
"Nothing is gonna happen to him Baby. You both are gonna be fine. You have to believe that." he said kneeling next to the bed.
"I just hope he takes after his father." she said looking over at him.
"His mother's a strong lady too." he said taking her hand and kissing her hand.
"I don't feel so strong Roger." she said looking down at him trying not to cry.
"You are Fee. You're the strongest woman I know." he said clutching her hand tight.
"I'm really tired Roger. I'm gonna rest for a little while, OK? Why don't you go get some fresh air? You look exhausted." she said looking over at him.
"I'm not leaving you Fee. I'm staying right here." he insisted looking up at her.
"I love you Roger." she smiled looking down at him.
"I love you too Fee. Both of you." he whispered leaning up to kiss her.
"I know Roger. We both know." she whispered closing her eyes and falling asleep. Roger sat in the chair nex to the bed and drank his coffee. He kept an eye on the fetal monitor and stared at the baby's heartbeat. He prayed his son would be strong enough to hold on until he was developed enough to survive outside of Fiona's womb.