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"Did you see Dawn?" Sloan interrupted.

"No, she did not," Sid answered before Becky could. "Instead, she went to your office and started working."

Sloan frowned down at Becky, who bit her lip as she looked up at him.

"You're supposed to be resting."

"I'm tired of resting." Becky frowned, then rubbed her stomach.

"That's how it started." Sid pointed at Becky rubbing her stomach.

"Oh, for shit's sake, Sid." Becky dropped her hand and threw it up in the air. "You have to be driving poor Lana crazy."

"That's an understatement."

Everyone turned to see Lana waddling toward them, one hand resting on her stomach.

"Be careful where you put your hand," Becky snorted. "Sid will think you're having a cramp."

"Not today," Lana said, continuing to rub her stomach.

"Not today?" Sid frowned, his eyes narrowing. "What do you mean, not today? You've been having cramps?"

“Sid, it’s perfectly normal to have small aches and pains, especially with us being this close to delivery.” Becky sighed, and Sloan could tell she was getting aggravated by Sid’s over-the-top reactions, but to be fair, Sloan was pretty damn concerned himself.

“Ah, excuse me.” Sid frowned at her. “Are you a doctor?”

“No.” Becky arched a brow. “Have you ever had a baby?”

Sid opened his mouth, but then actually thought about it for a second. “Ah...no. What does that have to do with anything? I’ve read and educated myself enough I could pass a doctor’s test with flying colors, and I know cramping is bad.”

This time Sloan rolled his eyes. Now that he knew Becky wasn’t in any immediate danger, he was finally starting to calm down.

“Sid, I’m fine,” Lana sighed. “I already talked to Dawn, and she said I may feel a cramp or two here and there. If it continues or there’s blood, then that’s when it’s time to worry.”

“Blood?” Sid repeated, then sniffed the air. Being a vampire, he could smell blood a mile away.

“I’ve had no bleeding,” Lana assured him.

“Why didn’t you tell me you talked to Dawn about cramps and blood?” Sid pointed the plate at her.

“Because I didn’t want you driving me crazy.” Lana’s voice rose as she glared at the plate. “And if you don’t stop pointing that damn plate at me, I’m going to shove it up your ass.”

They all watched Lana waddle toward the kitchen. Sid cursed as he hurried after her.

“Babe,” he called as he caught up to her.

Sloan watched him wrap an arm around Lana’s lower back as they headed down the hallway. He then looked down at Becky, who was grinning as she watched them. Reaching up, he caught her chin, gently lifting her face to his.

“You promise me that you’re okay?” His eyes searched hers for the truth.

He knew Becky hated worrying him and would downplay just about anything if she thought it would put his mind at ease. The problem was, he'd spent the last several months reading everything he could get his hands on about pregnancy. Before Becky, he'd never given it a second thought. Now the woman he loved was miraculously carrying his child, and the more he learned, the more he realized just how many things could go wrong. It scared the hell out of him.

“I promise,” she whispered, reaching up to touch his face.

He leaned down and kissed her softly until the clearing of a throat broke them apart.

“Sorry,” Jared said, jerking a thumb toward the front of the compound. “What the hell happened to the front door?”