A/N: Hey there, so again this is a short chapter, I know, and I left it at a cliffhanger :) but I'll update this afternoon I promise, after I get back from school.

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Chapter 2: James vs Lacey

Lacey awoke again at 5.30, and James was the first to hear it; everyone in apartment 2J plus the girls had all been assigned to baby watch and were all accustomed to helping out as much as they could. James pulled himself out of bed and trudged across into Kendall and Jo's room. Lacey was lying flat on her back, thrashing her little fists about and crying, it was a wonder that Kendall and Jo didn't hear her. He reached down into the crib and picked up a squirming Lacey,

"Hey, you," he said gently "you're. Meant. To. Be. Asleep!" he grunted as he fought to keep the baby in his arms, and 'shh'-ing her so she didn't wake her parents. "Ok," he huffed when he finally got Lacey to be still "now, how do we get you to sleep?" Lacey continued to cry and James sighed, "Um, are you hungry?" he went to the fridge and got her a bottle and heated it up in the microwave.

"Here, Lacey," he cooed, putting the bottle to the little girl's lips, but she continued to cry, shaking her head away from the bottle. "Lacey!" James snapped, trying to keep from losing his temper "drink, honey, you'll feel better," Lacey kept refusing the bottle until James gave up and slammed the bottle on the counter.

"What else? Ooh! How about a diaper change?" James asked, laying the baby down on her changing table near the desk, beside the swirly slide. James took a deep breath, slipping Lacey's nightdress over her head and taking the diaper off, looking down at what seemed to be nothing. James didn't really know what he was looking for, however, so he just assumed she'd done...something.

He deposited the dirty diaper into the bin and grabbed a clean one, and aimed to place it underneath Lacey, who, by the age of 1 and a half months, had learned to kick, and was kicking James' hands as he tried to put the diaper on her. She also had stopped crying, and was now laughing as James tried to put the baby powder on her and, by some cruel failure, had managed to get it all over his own face.

"You think that's funny, huh?" James asked, and Lacey continued to giggle "Oh, well, guess it's better than screaming," he relented, flicking some of the baby powder into the air as Lacey giggled, and it became a tiny sneeze. James chuckled as Lacey began to let out little coughs, but suddenly she wasn't coughing any more, she was gagging and gasping.

James' heart constricted his chest, and he was gasping for air himself; this had never happened while he was on baby watch before! What was wrong with her? James' breathing sped up until he was gasping and coughing just as Lacey was.

"Oh my God!" James cried "What do I do?" he couldn't wake Kendall or Jo, they were actually getting some sleep for a change. James picked up Lacey, butt naked, and held her against him, rubbing her back uselessly as she continued to cough and splutter.

He set Lacey down on her change table, and began to pace, trying to keep his own breathing at a normal rate; the worst thing he could do right now was panic, but he was panicking! He forced himself to think as he continued to walk back and forward; who should he call?Who would know best? He could wake Mama Knight, but she'd had just as little sleep as Jo and Kendall had. James pulled out his phone and dialed the first number that popped into his head; Camille.

He put the phone to his ear and prayed to God that she had her phone on.

A/N: Again, my apologies for the short chapter, I'll have the second part for you by tonight :)