Author's Note: This is the sequal to "Still the One" So if you haven't already, you may want to read that before you read this story. It picks up two months after we left off. As always, read and review, and most importantly, ENJOY!

Melinda trudged through the front door after a long and busy day at work. She was three months pregnant, and her usual schedule was starting to wear her out more than it used to. Too exhausted to walk much further than the living room, she plopped down heavily onto the couch and laid back, putting her feet up. She heard her husband, Jim, call out to her from the kitchen.

"Mel, is that you?"

"No. It's a ghost coming to attach itself to you." Melinda replied sarcastically.

Jim walked into the room and stopped a few feet short of the couch. "It's scary how that wouldn't surprise me in the least." He joked, a charming smile upon his face. He came over to the couch and sat down, moving Melinda's legs so they rested on his lap. "Rough day?" He asked.

"Not so much rough as tiring." Mel answered. "It's getting to be that time of year again. People are doing their spring cleaning, and they decide, what better place to get rid of their old stuff than the antique store. I barely had time to breathe all day."

Jim massaged her foot and looked at her sympathetically. "Maybe you ought to think about switching to half-days. It's not good for you to be under this much stress during pregnancy."

"I'm fine." She told him insistently. "In a couple of weeks it will slow down and be back to boring business-as-usual. Anyway, Delia needs me."

Jim sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to win. "Okaaay…" He said.

Melinda covered her mouth as she yawned, and then let her head fall back to rest on the arm of the couch. She closed her eyes and mumbled, "How was your day?"

"Pretty uneventful. Although I did save a man from the dreaded invisible fire." Jim said casually.

Melinda opened her eyes and looked at him quizzically, eliciting a chuckle from his side of the couch.

"It was an old man… Senile as they come. He was convinced that his kitchen was on fire." Jim explained.

"Was it?" Mel asked.

"No."

Melinda laughed.

"We spent an hour trying to tell this guy that there was no fire. Finally, we decided it was best to just play along. Hence, I ended up putting out an invisible fire today."

Melinda sat up and wrapped her arms around Jim. "Well aren't we a hero?" She crooned, nuzzling his neck with the tip of her nose.

Jim grinned and turned his body to face her, moving one of her legs aside and pulling her closer until she was sitting on his lap, completely wrapped around him. He hugged her tightly and drew her in for a kiss, and with their lips still brushing whispered, "You know what would be fun?"

"Oh yeah…" Mel giggled.

A/N: I'm sure you can all imagine what happened next...