Robin had gotten the number from Elizabeth at Christmas and saved it in her phone the second time he had returned to Port Charles after Audrey's stroke. It was clear that he was going to be in their lives for a while now, at least as long as he was her best friend's brother. She had left the breathless anticipation of the waiting room and slipped out into the hall where the nursery was to have a minute or two to call and let Steven know that his sister had gone into early labor. Robin knew that he had wanted to be here for their arrival, but life happened and all they could do was struggle to accept it.

"Pick up." Robin demanded of the caller on the other end. "Pick up, pick up, pick up. Your sister is in labor—" She managed to say right as he answered the phone.

"Hello?" Steven managed to slur out as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. The shoot was entering its final weeks and as per usual, it was early mornings and late nights for him. "Hello?"

"Steven!" Robin accidentally exclaimed into the phone. "Elizabeth's in labor."

"What?" Steven sat straight up in bed, instantly awake. "Who is this? Are you sure?"

"Sorry. Robin. Yes I'm sure. I was there when her water broke. We're at General now." Robin explained quickly. She thought she heard Steven shuffling off of his bed; the sound of bed sheets was almost unmistakable. One day she would remember about the incredible time difference, but apparently not right now.

"What's going on?" Georgie murmured sleepily from her side of the bed. "Who is it?"

Covering the phone with one hand, he gestured for her to keep her voice down. "It's Robin. Apparently Elizabeth is in labor." Raising the phone, he ran his fingers through his hair. "It's too early isn't it? I thought she had another month."

"She's been extremely healthy throughout the entire pregnancy. Four weeks isn't going to make much of a difference." Robin assured him. Now she definitely knew someone was there. This was not the time for him to be having sex with some girl. His sister was in labor for cripes sake!

"Is he there?"

Georgie threw a pillow in his direction. "His name is Lucky." She whispered.

"If you're referring to my best guy friend and father of my new niece or nephew, then yes. He responds better to 'Lucky.'" Robin responded wryly.

"What can I do? I was supposed to be there to help, but I don't think I can get away..." He threw the pillow back at Georgie, sticking his tongue out at her.

"I think your sister would want you here." Robin informed him.

"I want to be there. I do. But the trip back for Grams kind of used up my good will." Not to mention the time he had taken to sneak off and marry Robin's cousin, but somehow he didn't think Robin would appreciate that logic right now.

"So you're saying it's too much of an inconvenience?"

"No I'm saying there is nowhere else in the world I would rather be, but economics are unfortunately more than likely going to prevent it."

"I'll be sure to tell her." Robin promised. "Let us know when we should expect you." She hung up, frustrated behind belief that she hadn't been allowed to go into the delivery room with Elizabeth.

*****

"I keep telling you," Cruz said without preamble as he leaned over Majandra's car seat. "Babies aren't ticklish this early." He had read, and continued to read, baby books about the growing months and years of a baby's life. For a mother of four, she was often flustered when he corrected her about something she was doing wrong.

"And I keep telling you, a mother knows these things." Bobbie defended herself.

"You see munchkin," Cruz turned his attention back to his daughter. "Mommy doesn't like to admit when she's wrong." To further prove his point, Majandra blew a few spit bubbles and reached for her mother's flowing red hair.

"Actually your father doesn't like to admit he doesn't know everything my love." Bobbie cooed at her daughter. "He completely doesn't realize what he's doing is calling you average, when clearly you are far beyond on that."

"I would never even insinuate such a thing." Cruz argued as he copied his daughter's movements and played with Bobbie's curls.

"Then you admit she is ticklish this early."

"No." Cruz shook his head. "I'll admit to only one thing and that is that she's trying to talk already." Majandra looked up, a little surprised. Her wide blue eyes focused on her parents' faces and she stuffed her fists into her mouth.

"Really? And just what is she trying to tell us?"

"Mommy needs to learn how to cook?" Cruz suggested as a way of getting his wife riled up.

"I thought it was Daddy needs to learn to change a diaper." Bobbie suggested just as casually as her husband had.

"Why would I need to know how to do that? It's clear this little one is going to be potty trained by six months."

Bobbie laughed, shaking her head and leaning over at her daughter. "Oh sweetheart. Isn't your daddy a funny, funny guy?"

Majandra giggled and kicked out her little feet in agreement.

*****

"Hey Patty?" Cameron had wandered away from the corner where Dillon was trying to entertain the restless children with a round of sing-alongs using TV theme songs. Tugging on Patrick's sleeve to get his attention, he spoke up again. "Patty?"

"What's up little man?" Patrick wondered, scooping Cameron into his lap.

"How's the baby going to get here?" Cameron asked his face scrunched up in serious concentration. "How does he go from Lizzie's tummy to here? And how did he get in Lizzie's tummy in the first place?"

Patrick's head jerked up in search of his lovely girlfriend, certain that this was not happening. "I...um...well Cam..." He had never lied to his cousin before and he wasn't going to start now. "When two people love each other, erm, they decide to have a baby, just like your mommy and daddy did. Your daddy and Elizabeth love each other so much that that love created a little baby."

"Daddy told me that. But how did they create the baby?"

Sweat beaded across his forehead and made his hands clammy. "Okay, so you know how I said their love is really strong? Well a Mommy and Daddy both wish and pray to God that they can be parents and then God says, 'Let me think about it.' He must have looked at how much your daddy and Elizabeth love you and decided to answer their prayers."

"But we don't go to church." Cameron continued puzzled.

"God isn't just at church, Cam. He's all around us. He's in the delivery room with Elizabeth and your daddy right now taking care of the baby."

"You mean He's a doctor?" Cameron assumed.

"No, Dr. Lansing is the only doctor. God is a spirit."

"You mean like a ghost? But that will scare the baby."

"Okay you know how your mommy and my mommy are in Heaven? It's like that. God's watching us too which is why we should be good and not ask questions that we'll learn about from books or fifth grade. Okay?" Patrick just about begged.

"I still don't get it."

"You know who would know?" Patrick asked in a whisper.

"Who?"

"Uncle Cruz."

Watching his little cousin hurry over to Cruz and Aunt Bobbie, Patrick quickly made his way toward the double doors and slipped into the hallway, spotting Robin. She was stopped in front of the nursery window giving one of the babies a little finger wave. His voice startled her as did the feel of his arms wrapping around her middle. "When it comes time to tell Morgan and this little one where babies come from, you're telling them." Patrick declared unwaveringly.

"Well they'll have to come to me anyway or you'd just confuse them." Robin nodded twirling in his arms so she could gaze up at him. "We both know I taught you everything you know about sex."

"Is that right?" Patrick tilted his head in mock surprise. "That's not how I seem to remember it."

"Selective memory." Robin nodded.

"What are you thinking about?" Patrick asked offhandedly.

"Everything and nothing. I'm doing a packing list in my head for the trip and I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to lie to my father." Robin explained somberly.

Patrick lifted her chin with his thumb. "Maybe it won't always be a lie."

*****

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Laura twisted around in her seat. Wringing her hands she glanced again at her watch to make sure she had read the time right. "It's taking too long. Something must have gone wrong."

"You're worried about nothing. Cowboy's probably made a bet with his friends about how much he can make you worry." Luke shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his chair, kicking his feet up on the table in front of him. "You'll see. Everything will be fine."

"It's been more than two hours Luke. We should have heard something by now." Laura started to stand up. "That's it. I'm going back there. Clearly I'm needed."

"Sit down." Luke restrained his wife with the touch of his hand on her arm. "If the kids wanted you back there, they would have asked for you."

"Clearly they don't know what they need."

"Unless you want the first thing your newest grandchild to hear is your son groaning about you showing up, I suggest you sit here."

"Laura, p...p…please sit down." Audrey's voice caught on the words, but managed to remain calm. "F...first deliveries normally take a while. And th...the…they may have tried to st...stop the labor first. I'm sure everyth...thing is fine."

She could make a break for the door before Luke or Audrey could stop her, Laura reasoned, but she had a suspicion Patrick and Robin were standing just outside the door for just that reason. And Cruz had been a track star in high school. He could probably outrun her if Bobbie told him to stop her. Sitting back down in her seat reluctantly, she looked over at Audrey. "When can we expect the rest of Elizabeth's family?" It hadn't escaped her notice the presence of family for Elizabeth was limited just to Audrey during the shower.

"R-robin said she was calling St-Steven. I'm sure he has to finish his work. I tried her p-parents and Sarah, but I don't expect them." Audrey shook her head. She had hoped the months leading up to right now would have lead to Jeff, Elaine, and Sarah acting like the mature adults she knew them to be, but it looked as if she was mistaken.

"Steven at least will have the good sense to feel bad about it." Laura declared crossing her arms. Yes she wasn't the poster child for a good reaction to the news, but at least she wasn't missing this moment right now. A part of her wanted to think missing the birth of their first grandchild would haunt Elizabeth's parents years down the road, but another part told her that was ridiculous, they wouldn't regret this at all. Laura was afraid the second thought was far more accurate than she wanted to admit publicly. "Oh I'm sorry Audrey. I didn't mean to say…"

Audrey cut her off with a wave of her hand. "It's f-fine. It's the truth."

"Still I shouldn't have said it." Laura apologized. Glancing again at the wall, she sighed. "It's still taking too long."

Out of the corner of his eye, Luke spied Robin and Patrick hurry into the room with Dr. Lansing behind them. He liked that doctor much better when he didn't have to watch him actually work, Luke decided. "Well Angel looks like we're about to find out what all the fuss was about." He drawled pointing to the doctor who was coming closer to their group.

Clapping his hands together, Ric felt the smile on his face grow wider. This by far was the most enjoyable part of his job. It had been hours of cursing, threats, and, mild arguments over which side the obvious stubbornness of the baby came from, but it was finally over and now he could let the rest of the family know the news. "I was requested to look for one Cameron Spencer." He announced.

"That's me!" Cameron declared as he ran up to tug on Ric's pants leg. "I'm right here!"

Kneeling down to meet the young boy's eye, he pointed towards the nurse that had followed him into the waiting room. "That lady over there is Nurse Kelly and she's going to take you down to see your dad ok?"

Nodding, Cameron ran off to disappear down the hall holding the hand of Nurse Kelly. Standing up he smiled at the rest of the assembled group. "Everything is fine. They just wanted to introduce Cameron to the babies first before the entire family came rushing down the halls." Ric continued on, oblivious to the shocked looks that appeared on the faces of the assembled crowd following his announcement. "We were thinking early labor might be possible, so we were prepared..."

"Excuse me?" Lulu's incredulous voice cut through from the back of the crowd. "Did you say babies?"

"Were you expecting puppies?" Ric challenged with a smirk.

"No. Just one baby. You didn't pull a baby switch move out there did you Doc?" Luke countered hoarsely.

"No. Just the twins." Ric blinked in confusion. "They did tell you they were expecting twins right? A boy and a girl?"

Cruz gestured to the rest of the assembled group. "No offense Dr. Lansing, but do these look like the faces of people in the know?"

Ric remembered the appointment in which he'd told this man and his wife that they were expecting a baby. "I just assumed."

"You assumed they were normal and would tell people." Lulu pointed out. "Not that they have serious issues with surprises and telling news."

"At any rate, mom and both babies are doing fine. The boy was first. His sister took a bit longer, but she's doing fine."

"When can we see them?" Laura asked anxiously.

"Give them a few more minutes with Cameron, and I'm sure they won't mind."

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She had been surprised to find out that this was Spencer's second time as a father. She estimated the boy's age at around three or four and damn if he didn't look exactly like his father!