Eliot rushed into St. Paul's Hospital, knowing it was still too early for his son to be born. He still had three weeks left, according to Sophie, Mack had collapsed. He was trying to remain calm, he had to be for Mack. "Excuse me, I'm looking for my wife Mackenzie Spencer. She was brought in by ambulance." He watched as the nurse typed information into the computer.

"She's on the fifth floor room 501." Eliot took off, not waiting for the elevator. He ran up the stairs to the fifth floor, finding Sophie pacing the hall.

"Eliot..." She had tears in her eyes, he grabbed her arms.

"What happened?"

"She was fine, she got up to get water, and just collapsed. The doctor says it's her blood pressure, it's too high."

Eliot walked into the room, it was dark, he saw his wife laying on her left side, her back to the door, he could hear his son's heart beat. Walking around to the other side of the bed, he saw that her eyes were closed, he sat down in the chair next to the bed. Taking her hand in his, he brought it to his lips, he watched as her eyes fluttered open.

"Hey beautiful." He smiled at her, moving forward, touching the side of her face. She smiled at him, letting out a slow exhale.

"I'm sorry I worried you..."

"Let's get you and our little man healthy and safe." She nodded her head, he leaned forward kissing her gently.

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Linus stood outside room 501, listening carefully to the husband and wife talk. If he had his way, baby Spencer would make an appearance in the next twenty-four hours. He was pretty sure he could upset Mackenzie enough to throw her into labor, to do that he'd need to get Eliot out of the room. He'd seen how devoted the man was to his wife. Getting him to leave her side, might prove difficult, but he'd figure it out.

He smiled slowly as a plan started to form, he made his way to an employee locker room. He needed some scrubs, and a badge to make it work.

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Mack felt more relaxed now that Eliot was here with her, closing her eyes she tried to get some rest. Eliot was sitting close to the bed, his hands still on her, one covering her stomach, and one on her hand. She knew that she needed to keep her blood pressure down for her and little Eliot's health. Shifting in bed, she was trying to get comfortable, not finding a comfortable position, she sat up, trying to rearrange her pillows.

Her movements caught Eliot's attention, he sat up frowning at her. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to get comfortable, but it's near impossible." He smiled at her standing up, crawling into bed with her. Laying behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him.

"How's that?" Once she arranged the pillows between her knees, it got better. She smiled, and relaxed into him.

"Much, thank you." His hands gently stroked her stomach, she let out a content sigh, her eyes grew heavy as she drifted off to next morning she woke up, Eliot wasn't in the room, he must have left to get some coffee. She let out a yawn, stretching and sitting up in the bed. The door opened, she looked towards it, expecting to see a nurse.

A man walked in wearing a lab coat, he grinned at her, coming near the bed. "Hello Mrs. Spencer. I'm Linus Prost, I plan on killing you and take your baby. I'm going to let your husband watch, while I do it." She reached over, hitting the call light, trying to get someone to help her.

"ELIOT! ELIOT!"

Linus came near the bed, putting his hands on her stomach. "I'm looking forward to getting my hands on my son!"

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Eliot heard her screaming his name down the hall, he dropped his cup of coffee and took off at a run. He rounded the corner, seeing nurses flying into Mack's room, he ran towards the door. Stopping he saw, his wife unconscious, he was pushed out of the way as the doctor went in the room. "Let's get her to surgery, we need to get this baby out."

He watched as they rolled her out of the room, the nurse grabbed his arm, pulling him down the hall. "You can get ready down here Mr. Spencer." He was pushed into a locker room, and given a pair of scrubs to change into. He was then shown how to scrub his hands and arms, then taken into the operating room. Being seated by Mack's head, she had regained conscientiousness.

"Hey beautiful, looks like we get to meet our boy today."

"He was in my room Eliot. He threatened me and our son."

"Who?" Eliot felt anger in the pit of his stomach.

"Linus...you have to protect him...focus on our son."

"I'm not going to let him near either one of you." He looked down into her green eyes, he could see her silently pleading with him. He leaned over, kissing her forehead.

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Nate, Sophie, Parker, and Hardison sat in the waiting room, they were watching the door, anxiously awaiting Eliot to come out and let them know about Mack and their son.

"It's too early, but he'll be okay right?" Hardison asked.

"He's three weeks early, he should be fine. He'll be strong like his dad!" Sophie replied. Nate got up, he started pacing the room, he turned when the door opened and Eliot walked out, carrying a little bundle wrapped in blue.

"I'd like to introduce you to my son Eliot Nathan, he's five pounds five ounces and nineteen inches long, he's healthy. Mack is in recovery and doing great." The four of them crowded around Eliot, smiling down at the baby.

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Mack was back in her room, Eliot was waiting for her, he kissed her forehead. "He's perfect!"

She smiled at him, as the nurse pushed the clear bassinet into the room, she picked up baby Eliot, and handed him to Mack. She wiped the tears from her eyes. "Hi handsome."