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Don was talking to David after a raid on an arms dealer when his cell phone rang. He checked the caller ID and saw that it was Robin calling him, "Hey Sweetie."
"Don, my water broke. Your dad is driving me to the hospital now. You need to get here fast."
Don was shocked, "What? Are you sure? We still have two weeks to go."
"Of course I'm sure Eppes, apparently your son doesn't want to wait two more weeks. Just get your ass to the hospital." Robin had an annoyed tone of voice.
"I'm on my way Robin." Don could tell she was annoyed with him. As the pregnancy progressed Don noticed that Robin was having more and more mood swings, they had been pretty bad in the last week and she had been getting short tempered with him at the littlest things.
Don turned to David, "David I gotta go. Robins in labor. You're in charge of wrapping up the scene now."
Don was running towards his SUV before David could reply back so he just called out, "Good luck Boss!"
Don drove as fast as traffic and the speed limit would allow to get to Cedars Sinai hospital. An hour after Robin called, he pulled into the first available parking spot and ran to the maternity ward of the hospital.
"Hi, I'm looking for my wife's room, Robin Eppes. She came in a little while ago." he said to the receptionist, who was giving him an odd look, from behind the desk. Don just realized that he was still wearing his full tactical gear from the raid.
"She's in room 234. Right down this hall." the receptionist pointed to a hallway on the right.
Don quickly made his way down the hall; he was almost to the door when he saw his father slip out and shut the door behind him.
"Donnie! It's about time you got here. I was just about to call you." Alan took in his son's appearance, "Robin has been on the war path asking for you since we got here, looks like you came prepared."
"I was out in the field when I got her call. I left David in charge and came here right away. Traffic was horrible. How is she doing?"
"Well the contractions are about five minutes apart now but the doctor says it will probably be another several hours before the baby is born. You should go in and see her." Alan patted his son on the shoulder, "I'm going to go grab some coffee. Do you want me to bring you some?"
"Yeah. Thanks Dad!" Don knocked on the door gently and entered Robin's room. "Hey, Sweetheart. Sorry it took me so long." Don went over to the bed and gave his wife a kiss. "How are you doing?"
"Thank god you're here. The doctor says it will be a while yet but he says I'm dilated about 4 centimeters now. You were out in the field?"
"Yeah, we just finished making several arrests when you called. I left David in charge. Kind of forgot I was still geared up when I got here. I think I will return it to my SUV soon." Don laughed. He took her hand, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Not unless you can make him come faster." Robin sighed.
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Twelve hours later things were starting to progress a bit faster. Robin clenched Don's hand in a vice like grip and screamed at him as another contraction hit. "You're never touching me again Don! This is all your fault you bastard!"
"You're doing great Robin. Just a little longer and the doctor will let you push." Don knew Robin's harsh words were due to the pain and exhaustion, it was a little after 4 am, and neither of them had slept at all since Robin went into labor. Don had been awake for almost 24 hours now, but surprisingly he wasn't feeling tired at all, the adrenaline and excitement of the fact that he would be a father any time now, was coursing through his system full force.
"Okay Robin, I can see the baby's head, next contraction I want you to push."Dr. Michelle Paulson, Robin's obstetrician stated.
Don was beginning to wonder if he would be stuck on desk duty for the rest of his career due to a permanently cramped hand as Robin squeezed even harder when the next contraction started.
"You're doing good Robin. One more push should do it." Dr. Paulson encouraged Robin.
On July 1, 2010 at 4:23 am, Benjamin Don Eppes made in way into the world. Robin collapsed against the bed when she heard the sound of her baby's cries fill the room.
The doctor guided Don through cutting the umbilical cord and the nurses cleaned the baby up and weighed him. One of the nurses handed him to Robin, "Seven pounds one ounce."
"He's beautiful." Robin couldn't take her eyes off the baby.
Don counted all the fingers and toes as he gently stroked the baby's head of dark hair; he was smiling from ear to ear at his wife and child. "Absolutely perfect."
About an hour later there was a knock at the door and Alan poked his head through, "The doctor said it was okay for us to come in now."
Don looked up, he was sitting next to Robin on her bed, holding Ben. Don spoke quietly, "Yeah, come on in."
Alan and Charlie filed into the room quietly. Alan noticed that both Don and Robin seemed to be transfixed by the little bundle of blue in Don's arms and neither of them looked like they were going to stop smiling any time soon.
Alan walked around the bed and peered down at the small bundle in his son's arms, "Who do we have here?"
Don handed his son to Alan, "Dad, meet your grandson, Benjamin Don Eppes."
Alan stared down at his grandson, "Donnie, he looks just like you."
"Yeah, unfortunately he got my nose." Don laughed.
"Hey, I happen to like your nose!" Robin protested, "And besides it could be worse."
"Yeah he could have gotten Charlie's nose." Don grinned at his brother.
"Hey!" Charlie protested. He was standing beside Alan peering down and Ben; he brushed his finger against the mop of dark curls that covered his nephew's head. "Looks like he inherited the Eppes hair too."
Don picked up the digital camera on the bedside table and snapped a shot of his father and brother with Ben. Alan passed the baby to Charlie and Don snapped another shot of his brother holding his nephew for the first time.
Alan and Charlie stayed for a while longer until a nursed came in to take Ben to the nursery so the new parents could rest for a while. Alan and Charlie left with the promise that they would be back later and that Charlie would bring Amita with, she was at a conference at Berkley with Larry and would not be getting back until early afternoon.
Don and Robin fell asleep rather quickly and didn't wake again until a nurse came in at 11:30 to check on Robin and bring Ben in for a feeding.
Don stood and stretched, "I think I'll step out and give my team a call, let them know everything went well."
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It was close to 4 in the afternoon. Don's team had stopped by for a few minutes a while ago when they took their lunch breaks but he had ushered them back to work when he noticed Robin starting to drift off again.
Don sat in the recliner by Robin's bed holding Ben as she slept. He marveled at the little bundle of blue that was his son. He couldn't believe the amount of love he already felt towards this little person that he had only known for several hours. He rocked gently and sang softly as Ben started to fuss.
Robin slowly became aware of her surroundings; she could hear her husband singing softly. She listened a little harder before she realized what Don was singing, he was singing Coldplay. She knew Don liked Coldplay, especially the more instrumental stuff, but she didn't know that he had the words to Life in Technicolor ii or Viva La Vida memorized. It made her smile that Don, like is father, would sing a song by a popular group rather than a lullaby to their son.
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