Bright lights surrounded her, disorientation kept her from opening her mouth. She wasn't sure if she was awake or unconscious anymore. Where was she and what was she doing? She wasn't sure anymore. A voice broke through the haze. She thought it might have been Connor's voice but she couldn't be sure.

"They have to take the baby now" she heard someone say.

"Placental abruption" someone else said.

"The baby isn't getting any air we have to move quickly"

"Do what you have to do to save both Becky and the baby" she heard Connor's voice again.

Her eyes were open but she couldn't focus them. She wanted to close her eyes but she couldn't. Had they sedated her? She wasn't sure all she knew was something was wrong with the baby. The innocent little baby could possibly die before he or she would ever be born. Then everything went black.

She was standing in a meadow somewhere, she had never been here before but now here she was. The warm sun shined on her face. She closed her eyes enjoying the peace for a moment. When she felt someone tug on her sleeve. She looked down to see a little boy about 3 or 4. His suntanned face was slightly covered in freckles. He was grinning up at her.

"Hello" she said.

"Hello" he replied in return.

"What are you doing here all alone?" she asked.

"Waiting" he replied nonchalantly.

"Waiting for what?" she asked.

"Waiting to be born"

"What do you mean waiting to be born?" she asked giving the young boy a quizzical look.

"I'm still inside you" he placed his hand on her now flat stomach.

She took the time to really look at him. The boy had dirty blonde curls; the same color all of the Benoit children had as young children. He smiled up at her and she could see the dimples the boy shared with his father. His eyes were her's though. He laughed at her sudden puzzlement. The corners of his eyes crinkled as he did so. God he looked so much like Connor. She frowned at this, you carry someone for nine months and you kinda hope you get more representation.

He looked up and smiled again "I gotta go" he said "I'll see you soon"

Before she even had time to blink he was gone. Leaving her all alone again.

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"We got a girl here" one of the surgeons announced holding up the tiny infant. Nurses took her away quickly to clean her up and then she would be sent straight to the NICU. Connor stole a few seconds to gaze at his daughter. She was crying, her little fists flailing in the air. Her face was red from crying but other than that she was perfect.

"Nurse get some more blankets stat" Connor sent a confused glance back to the people who were working on Becky.

"Doc, what's going on?" Connor asked.

"We went to close Becky up and we found another placenta" the surgeon explained.

"English please?"

"There is another baby in here somewhere"

"That's impossible" Connor stated.

"Oh really" he then held up the other baby for Connor to see. "It's a boy".

A boy … a son. The baby was so small he didn't even register as a baby to Connor. His skin was translucent and Connor could see his veins from where he stood. The nurses took him away without even letting Connor see his son.

"He wasn't crying" Connor finally found his voice.

"No he wasn't" the surgeon said "I'm not going to lie it doesn't look good for your son"

Connor felt like he couldn't breathe. He left the room and began pacing the hall. He tried pulling out his hair but that did nothing but give him a headache. He needed to talk to someone; someone who he knew would make him feel better. He needed the person who he knew always had his back no matter what. He needed his sister.

"Ashley" Connor called standing by the opening that lead to the operating rooms. Ashley looked at him curiously as she came to stand next to him.

"What's up little brother?" she asked.

"I'm freaking out here"

"Talk to me" she wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulders.

"Becks has twins but they don't think the boy is gonna make it and he wasn't crying and I'm so confused and overwhelmed and I don't know what to do"

"Start by taking a deep breath" she instructed him which he did.

"Now let's take a walk"

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"Well I want some coffee and after that we can kidnap Dommy and go see your kids"

"How are you not freaking out?" he asked.

"Have you met my son, he survived hours outside in the cold air and he made it and is now a very happy well adjusted toddler" she smiled as she looked through the glass pained glass to see Phinnigan playing with his toy cars with Dean. "Besides the babies are in a top notch Neonatal Intensive Care Unit ... let modern medicine do its job"

"Thanks for talking me down" Connor said.

"You are my little brother … there's no need to thank me"

"How about we skip the coffee and just go see the kids"

Ashley nodded "Let me go get Dommy"

Ashley returned a few moments later with Dommy. The younger girl was a little confused as to why she had been summoned.

"We're gonna go see the babies" Ashley informed her.

"Oh ok" she was still a little confused.

They made their way up to the NICU and were asked to put on gowns and scrub their arms up to their elbows. The girl was alert and Connor went to see her first. She was crying as her family approached.

"So daddy what's her name?" Dommy asked.

"Logan Christina Benoit" he replied.

Ashley was standing next to the fragile little boy's incubator. She fearfully stuck her hand inside and ran one finger down his back. She could feel his tiny bones as she did so.

"What about him Con?" Ashley asked.

Connor debated for a moment. Not sure if he wanted to give the boy a name just in case he didn't make it. But that was selfish of him, of course this innocent little baby deserved a name.

"Kieran Sawyer Benoit" he gazed sheepishly in his sister's direction. She gave him an irritated look.

Kieran Sawyer was her name. The name she had decided a long time ago to name her first born son. But she had had her chance to name Phinnigan that and she didn't so she really couldn't judge.

"Fine" she sighed.

"Don't worry Con this little guy is a fighter" Ashley assured him.

"I think you are right" Connor said coming over to stand next to his sister.

"He's a Benoit after all and one thing can be said about us we are stubborn as hell and he won't give up without a fight"