Gotta Ya!

"Jesus!" Eric's voice said in a horrified tone.

A roar of laughter from Horatio followed. Austin Caine had "got" his godfather when Eric had removed the baby's diaper and didn't cover him up fast enough.

In the three weeks he had been out of his mother's womb Austin Caine had yet to pee on anyone. Uncle Eric had been the first for this.

Horatio was still laughing his head coming down the stairs, Austin in his arms. His wife and Calleigh were sitting in the living room.

"Way to go, little buddy," he smiled to the baby. "Your brave man is in the bathroom," Horatio told Calleigh. "Furiously scrubbing a small stain off his shirt. You really have to bring him over much more in the next six months."

Calleigh giggled. "All right."

"You wanna hold him again?"

"Oh absolutely!" Calleigh replied, reaching out for Austin.

"So, how are you feeling, Calleigh?" Horatio asked.

"Good. Although I'm kinda ticked that I'm showin' and I can't feel nothin'," she said, referring to her babies moving. Calleigh said she still couldn't believe she and Eric were having twins, it wasn't like it ran in either family or she had taken fertility drugs.

"You're having twins 'cause it took you two so long to get together," Aimee said. "Fate's giving you guys two at a time to speed things up."

"Nice theory," Calleigh smiled.

Eric came back down the stairs then.

"See, Eric?" Horatio teased. "It didn't kill ya, did it?"

"Haha," Eric said. "I see what you mean. I shall be more careful, hey, Austin?" Touching Austin's check, he sat down next to his pregnant lover. His godson was just doing what baby boys do, not mention he were too adorable to be mad at.

The Caines knew how happy the couple were about their expected twins. However with the pregnancy being high-risk because of that fact, they were trying not to let themselves get too excited till Calleigh were past her second trimester. Both Aimee and her husband could understand why.

Moments before the couple left Aimee got a call from New York City. It was her friend Lindsay Monroe-Messer.

Lindsay had news.

Despite the fact she and Danny were planning to have another child, they hadn't planned it just yet. Nevertheless, the doctor had confirmed for her that she were four weeks pregnant. Their baby daughter Lydia would be nine months old in two weeks. They were stunned but happy to find out about their second pregnancy.

After teasing Danny ruthlessly for a few minutes after Aimee gave him the phone Horatio Caine congratulated the man.

"Seriously man, that's great. "

Horatio knew that having two children so young, Lydia Messer would be just 16- months-old when her mom had the new baby, would be stressful but the joy they bought overshadowed that. Danny and Lindsay no doubt knew that and their new baby wasn't even here yet.

After that Danny asked Horatio about life with a little boy and how the two little girls were doing.

"They're getting so big!" He said. Aimee sent Lindsay pictures of the children by e-mail at least once a week.

Three children under five or not, Aimee made sure their childhoods were captured through photos. Even Danny thought Austin were a mirror image of his dad. Analyzing a picture of Austin and his dad together one could see that along with the same eye shape and bright eyes that his sisters had also inherited, Austin had the same mouth, chin and nose.

His wife, Lindsay wouldn't say it and neither would he, but both their jaws dropped when they heard Austin Caine's birth weight and how his mother had given birth without any medical intervention whatsoever. With Aimee's petite frame Lindsay were especially amazed. Even without tearing Lindsay couldn't help but think about how sore Aimee must still be.

Aimee admitted to her woman-to-woman that she still had some discomfort but it was much better than the first week. Lindsay thought it was "so sweet" that Horatio had held his wife as she gave birth.

He used his own body to hold hers in position, placing his hands over hers, lacing his fingers through hers when she grabbed her legs and leaned forward to push with all her might. Seconds before the contraction started he told her to put all she had into pushing, not to worry about holding herself up, he had her.

"That's it, baby! Good!" He whispered, excitedly. "No noise. Put everything you got into the push. C'mon, you're doing great!"

"Good job, Aimee," The doctor encouraged. "Keep it up! Breathe when you need to," she said when she saw the patient start to become out of breath. "That's okay. I know it hurts and you wanna be finished, but slow down. You need to breathe."

Aimee didn't want to slow down. She wanted this baby out.

"Breathe, sweetheart," Horatio whispered in Aimee's ear when there was a brief break between Aimee's contractions.

His wife was still working too hard and in too much pain to show emotion when the baby's head started to crown. Horatio blinked back tears and swallowed a lump in his throat seeing the sight in the mirror. He had to stay strong for the moment to help his wife through the last bit of labor.

Both mom and dad broke down in tears when the newborn was placed on Aimee's bare chest. Despite still shaking from pain and exhaustion Aimee thought Austin was the most beautiful baby in the world.

Horatio hated to think of the next morning. He had felt dread whenever he thought about it in the past month. The department gave three weeks family leave and he had seven days sick leave as well. Horatio was going back to work the next day. He wasn't worried about Aimee. Her in-laws and other relatives were still coming over daily to help her with the children while she was still recovering from giving birth. His problem: having enjoyed four weeks of uninterrupted quality time with his wife and children, he didn't want it to end.

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