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"Thinking about it ain, Walt popped his head fro "Monica!"

The two e?" Monica wasted no tiood for a normal delivery"

Glen leaned close and whispered in Mary’s ear "What’s a decel?"

Mary shrugged "Must be doctor-nurse talk"

"How is Dakota’s blood pressure?"

"Within her normal li it closely"

Dakota had had early pregnancy blood pressure problems that caused some worry in her first trimester Mary knew that there was always a possibility of her havingdelivery While the risk sat in the back of her head, Mary hadn’t really thought lanced over and noticed Glen

Glen stood and they did the"How does it feel?" he asked

Walt shook his head "I’ve delivered dozens of babies, but it’s a hell of a lot harder watching your wife laboring with your own"

Monica patted hiet back," he told them

It was Mary’s turn to make her way to his side "Here" She thrust the brown paper bag full of candy in his hands

He glanced inside, grinned, and kissed her cheek "You’re a godsend"

She slanced at Glen with a smirk, then returned her attention to Walt "If you needin the air and disappeared behind the door

Chapter Four

Walt’s parents arrived just after nine, and Dakota’s parents weren’t going to leave the East Coast until the

The only other person Mary had been instructed to call once Junior was born was Dakota’s agent Only Desi didn’t want a late night wake-up call unless soood news Call ," she’d told Mary

A few other faain once their new member of the family had been born

Monica had curled up in one of the chairs and fallen fast asleep

Mary made small talk with Walt’s parents for a couple of hours, but the day started to wear on her She leaned the back of her head on the wall and closed her eyes

Glen sat beside her quietly thuazine He had to be exhausted His internal clock was three hours ahead of hers, and she was shot

Instead of asking, she allowed her ood Like he’d just splashed aftershave over his skin And not the perfu stuff

She pictured his cocky grin and striking eyes and sht with sleep

"Mary" His voice was a soft whisper in her dreah her back hurt fro on, his breath on her ear gled closer, not wanting to break fro," she heard herself hter "But you need to wake up, sweetheart"

She shook her head

"Mary?"