Lavinia leaned on the wall, tired herself as Jesse was from the long and difficult labour. It was bad enough that the baby was born several months early, but complications had arisen too that had nearly meant a death instead of a birth.

"The little thing's so small. He can just about breathe on his own but where he's so weak its hard for him...he was barely breathing when he was delievered...and Polly's exhausted and worried..."

"Sounds like the hospital is the best place for 'em," agreed Kevin.

Little Luke bit his lip young as he was able to understand that things were indeed grim.

Lavinia nodded softly with a sigh.

"We dont wanna move em yet...he's holdin' his own right now but if he gets much worse we're gonna have ta..."

Kevin swallowed.

"Can I see the baby?" asked Luke.

Lavinia bit her lip softly, looking to Rebecca and Kevin. She didn't know if it would be best for Luke to see the baby, get attached and then be heart broken if something bad happened...but then again this might be the only chance he got to see his cousin.

"It's ok with us," said Kevin with unusual softness in his normal jovial voice, "if it's ok with Polly and his daddy."

Lavinia nodded and held her hand out to Luke.

"C'mon then..."

Luke slid off his mothers lap giving his hand to Lavinia, walking with her into the bedroom.

Lavinia led him in quietly, signalling him to be very quiet as they did, smiling softly to Polly and James, Polly holding a tiny bundle in her arms.

"Hey there...got someone who wants to meet his cousin..."

Luke bit his lip looking hopefull to his aunt and the little bundle she held.

James smiled a little and headed over, picking Luke up and sitting beside Polly on the bed, helps him to see his little cousin.

The baby was wrapped up snug and warm, his tiny hands bunched up by his face as he slept. Everything about him seemed to be in miniture and it was plain to see that he was having trouble breathing from the even smaller breaths he was taking.

"He's so little...." said Luke looking at the tiny baby. Gently he reached out, and caressed the tiny clenched hand with his own.

The hand softly opened under Luke's touches, closing up again around his finger tightly. He may have been small and quite sickly but his grip was strong enough.

"He-he's holdin' my finger!" whispered Luke excitedly.

Polly smiled. "He must like you Luke."

"Wh-what's his name?" asked Luke softly his blue eyes full of the tiny cousin in his aunt's arms.

James shook his head a little, shrugging softly.

"We don't exactly know yet...we know his middle name's gonna...be James though..."

He said with a proud smile to his wife who had suggested it long ago when Luke had been born and taken on his dad's name as his middle name.

Luke nodded a little.

"We like the name Beauregard," put in Polly, but truth to tell a name had been the last of their worries.

James frowned a little, crinkling his nose.

"Well Polly likes the name Beauregard anyway..."

Lavinia chuckled a little, hugging Jesse as he came back in the room after having cleared everything away.

"Beau-gar...Beaur... " he tried and tried until finally came upon a solution. "I'm callin ya Bo!" he said in an excited whisper, "my baby cousin Bo."

James looked down at Luke with a sigh, shaking his head

"Guess we gotta call him Beauregard now..."

The baby softly blinked his blue eyes open at all the noise around him, gripping Luke's finger a little tighter as he stared up at the new face above him.

Polly smiled as Jesse hook his head. "That poor youngin."

Luke looked down at him. "I love you Bo," he said softly bending over and kissing the small hand.

Bo moved inside the blanket's a little, moving his tongue inside his mouth as he kept looking up at Luke.

Luke seemed mesmerized by the little bundle in front of him, hardly daring to take his eyes off him.

Polly was the same way but for a different reason; she was afraid, if she looked away for a second, the Lord'd take her baby from her.

Lavinia watched them all with a slightly saddened smile, praying desperatly for the lord to let them keep their little boy.

***end flashback***

Luke smiled remembering to himself how he always had called Bo his cousin to the family, but when thinking of him, alwys had thought of him as his brother.

Bo sighed softly, nodding a little. He never remembered those young days, but he had seen pictures of him not hours after he was born where he was hooked up to all kinds of wires and tubes in a little plastic incubator...his childhood certainly hadn't been so kind to him but then again it was made bareable by the fact he had had Luke all the way through, as well as Jesse and Daisy.