Mommy??

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Tina's P.O.V

I wake up in my bed, wondering what woke me. I look to my clock on my bedside table, it's three A.M, wasn't that. Then what was it?

I look around my room, then I hear a whimper. I get up quickly and rush towards Ty's and Thomas's room.

Thomas is sleeping yet, I smile at him, then I look to Ty and he's laying there crying. Aww my poor baby!

"What's wrong baby?" I go to him, moving his blonde hair away. He doesn't say anything, "Come on Ty I need to know what I can do." I tell him, kissing his forehead. He has a temperature. "Does anything hurt baby?" I ask him. He nods, more tears coming down his face. "Where?"

He points to his throat. "It hu-hurts!" He cries sitting up and wrapping his arms around me.

"Oh baby boy, come on, let's go in there so we don't wake your brother." I pick him up and carry him into the living room.

"Mommy!" Ty cries.

"Shh..." I coo, kissing his head again. Damn, my baby may have strep throat. He's still crying.

Sam wakes up and walks into the living room. "What's wrong little man?" He asks Ty groggily. Reaching for him. Ty moves to his arms and Sam cuddles him.

"Gog-" He cuts himself off with some coughing. He starts crying again.

"Aww, it's ok lil' man." Sam coos, rubbing his back.

While he was calming Tyler down I'm looking for some children's tylenol, or some cough syrup. "Where is-" I grab the bottle from the cupboard. "Here baby," I pour the right amount and give him some cough syrup.

He takes it, then cuddles into Sam again. "What's wrong? He has a fever." Sam says rubbing Ty's back again.

"I don't know I think I have to take him to the doctor tomorrow." I tell him, sighing, moving to kiss Ty's head. But I don't think it's a good idea to have him in the room again. I don't want Thomas sick next." I bite my bottom lip, wondering if he would want to sleep by me for a bit.

"I want to stay with Goggy." Ty looks at me for permission. I look to Sam, he smiles and nods. I smile at him.

"Ok baby," I kiss his forehead. Maybe I should've given him the tylenol...Dang it.

Sam notices my frown, "It's ok, we'll take him tomorrow morning. Then we'll see what they say. OK?" He kisses my forehead. "Now go to bed baby girl. I'll watch him for now." He puts a hand on the small of my back, pushing me to my room.

"OK, OK, I'm going. Sorry for being a worried Mother." I giggle, oops...I need sleep. I giggle again.

"See! You're giggling, and the only times you do that is when you're flirting with a guy, or sleepy. Since you can't be flirting with me, because that would be extremely weird...you're sleepy. Go to sleep baby girl. I'm here to help you. So go sleep." He kisses my cheek, pushing me into my room.

I pout as he pushes me into my room. Jerky. I giggle. Damn, I do need some sleep. But I can't knowing that one of my babies are sick.

Poor Tyler. My poor baby boy.

OK, sleep, just try to sleep. I tell myself, once I close my eyes I'm fast asleep.

MORNING

Sam's P.O.V

Poor Tina. She's currently trying to get Thomas and Tyler from each other, with little luck mind you. So I do what I am supposed to and just watch.