“Alexi.” Bess had to quicken her pace to keep up with him. “Don’t be angry with him. He didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“Yes, he did, but I’m not angry with him.”

“What were you two rattling on about?”

He punched the button for the elevator. “You know, I don’t think I’ll teach you any Ukrainian. It comes in too handy.”

“But it’s—”

“Rude,” he finished for her, grinning. “I know.”

By the time they came back again, Alex had taken his father’s advice to heart. Bess’s head was still spinning when they walked past the waiting room. It was Alex who spotted Nick, pacing and smoking in the smoking lounge like the cliché expectant daddy.

“How’s it going, kid?”

“It’s been an awfully long time.” Nick’s hand shook a bit as he lifted the cigarette to his lips. “I mean, Sydney was only in a couple of hours for Griff. It’s getting really intense, and Rachel kicked me and the camera out. How come they don’t do something?”

“I don’t know a lot about it,” Alex mused. “But I think babies come when they’re ready.”

“It’s only been a little more than six hours.” Bess moved in to soothe, touched that Nick should have such deep concern for his sister-in-law.

“Feels like six days,” Zack commented as he staggered in. He plucked the cigarette from Nick’s hand and took a deep drag. “She’s swearing at me. I know what some of those names are now, even if they aren’t in English.”

“That’s a good sign,” Bess assured him. “It means things are moving along.”

“She swore at the doctor, too.” With a sigh, he passed the cigarette back to Nick. “But she didn’t take a swing at him.”

“If she missed,” Alex commented, “she must be in really bad shape.”

Wincing, Zack rubbed his shoulder. “She didn’t. I’d better get back.”

“Let’s go give him some support,” Alex began, but then he spotted a woman rushing off the elevator. “Tash!”

“Oh, Alex!”

Bess watched the woman fly into the waiting room, Gypsy hair flowing. There was concern in her eyes and laughter on her lips as she swung into Alex’s arms.

“Alexi, how is Rachel?”

“Swearing at her doctor and punching Zack.”

“Ah.” She relaxed instantly. “That’s good. Nick.” She held out a hand for his. “Don’t look so worried. Your niece or nephew will be along soon. Spence is parking the car. We were going to leave the children, but they were so disappointed, we brought them. Freddie’s looking forward to seeing you.”

Nick brightened a bit. “How’s she doing?”

“She’s taller than me now, and so pretty. Alex, where’s Rachel?”

“I’ll take you. Oh, this is Bess.”

“Bess?” Natasha turned, one hand still on her brother’s arm. Of course, she’d heard about Bess. West Virginia might be a fair distance from New York, but family business traveled fast on phone wires. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize.”

“That’s all right. You’ve got a lot on your mind.” And then Bess said the first thing that came to hers. “What fabulous genes you all have.”