Murkows phone rings.<br/>"Murkow, here. Yeah.... ok......alright......." he speaks then wrote some numbers on a piece of paper.<br/>"Thank you for the information.<br/>It sounds like the babies will be ok even though your mother tried to kill them. 2 girls and a boy. They are in New Born Neonatal unit because they are premies. They are in stable condition. Here are the numbers.<br/>Girl one is 3 pounds, 4 ounces and 22 inches. Girl two is 2 pounds four ounces and 16 inches. Boy is 3 pound, 15 ounces and 24 inches." Murkow pushed the piece of paper towards Sean.<br/><br/>"Thanks." Sean spoke as he picks up the paper. He takes a drink as he reads the information. He then texts<br/><br/>*Ready for more complications?*