I know some of you are disappointed that Calleigh & Eric aren't having twins but never fear! Twins will appear! There will be a sequel and these two wouldn't be stopping with two children! I've closed the poll on names for Delko baby boy, but I'm not sure, I may give them a girl yet! You will have to stay tuned! Thanks to the readers who answered my question about story length!

A Laugh At Someone Else's Expense

Normally Eric would have felt guilty about having such a laugh at this but it was Jake Berkley so he didn't care if he was laughing. Frank had come into the trace lab laughing that morning.

"What's so funny?" Eric asked.

Frank told him that Alma Shea-Berkley's funeral was the day before. Jake was escorted, handcuffed, still in his prison jumpsuit, by two armed police officers. They were at the funeral just moments when Jake briefly struggled with the officers before he was quickly subdued to and taken to the ground. The two officers, Hanson and O'Miley were two of the bigger, much more muscular officers in the department, both had arms like tree trunks. Eric had occasion to see them at the MDPD basement gym. Eric knew sometimes he could even get a bit too brave, but he would never want to challenge either officer. He imagined Jake quickly regretted this decision to try to get away.

"That had to hurt," Eric chuckled.

"And he's claiming excessive force 'cause his little hands got scrapped up when he fell."

"Hanson or O'Miley didn't have a Scooby Doo band-aid to make it all better? Bad, bad officers," Eric said sarcastically.

Frank said "but what I'm really here for is to look at a picture. You and Calleigh both bought in a picture yesterday and you showed everyone else but me."

"Oh," Eric said, taking the folded piece of paper with the ultrasound image out of his back jeans pocket. "Here. Baby Delko, approximately six weeks, weighing in about half the size of a baby pea."

"Hard to believe that something that size has a heartbeat," Frank said.

Eric had to agree.

Chloe Delko sat on her bed, giving the piece of paper in front of her a hard look. She was having a hard time believing what looked like a a grey and white jelly bean was her baby brother or sister. She was ready for bed and was just waiting for mommy and daddy to come and read her a story.

"What's the matter, sweetpea?" Calleigh asked her daughter when her and Eric entered the child's bedroom.

"Dat don't look like a baby," Chloe said, showing her mother the paper.

"I know it doesn't. But everyone starts out that way," her mother replied, sitting on the side on her daughter's new "princess" bed. It was a white twin bed with a canopy.

"Really?"

Eric laughed.

"Yep. You and everybody in the world."

Chloe was still skeptical but she took her parents' word. So far they were right in everything they told her.