AN: Happy New Year everyone! I'm amazed by the response on the first chapter – 39 reviews, 85 favs and 133 alerts! And "Hearts in Pain" got past 100,000 hits and 400 reviews! You guys totally rule!!!

I got a question in a review of the first chapter and since others might be wondering too, I thought I'd clarify a little. No, Edward is not fifty-two; the fifty-two thing with the candles on the birthday cake was a bit of a joke. Since it's Alice's birthday too, and they turn twenty-six, that makes fifty-two together. That's what I was getting at. I'm sorry if this confused you.

Anyway, here is chapter two for you, I hope you like it!!!

Disclaimer: Same as always – I don't own them.

2 – A Big Moment

I quickly turned off the alarm clock on Monday morning, not wanting to wake Edward up. There was no need for him to get up just because I had to go to work. He wasn't working on anything at the moment, since he wanted to be free to spend the summer with Lily.

I quietly slipped out of bed and headed in the direction of a much needed shower.

"Morning."

I turned at the sleepy voice.

"I was trying not to wake you up," I said, climbing back into the bed. "It's early, go back to sleep."

"Good morning kiss first," he replied, pulling me down and kissing me lazily.

"And a good morning it is," I mumbled when he pulled away. "Would you be interested in a job as an alarm clock? You're much more pleasant than that incessant ringing."

He chuckled at that.

"Go on, you'll be late for work."

"Going." I headed towards the bathroom again, and again, his voice stopped me.

"Don't forget to call the doctor today," he reminded me.

I smiled at the poorly hidden joy in his voice. Like I would forget…

"I won't," I assured him before closing the bathroom door behind me.

xxxxx

As promised, I called my doctor's office as soon as they opened.

"Hello Mrs. Cullen, how may I help you today?"

The sound of my 'new' name still made a tingle creep down my spine. Even after almost a year, I hadn't completely gotten used to hearing it.

"I'd like to make an appointment for a pregnancy test," I told the woman on the other end of the line.

"OK, just hang on a minute, and I'll check when Doctor Wallace is available."

I waited impatiently, tapping my fingers against the desk in front of me.

"Here we go," the woman said, coming back to the phone. "I have an opening on Wednesday at ten, will that be good for you?"

"Sure, that works," I replied, and made a mental note to tell Michelle I would be gone for a while on Wednesday.

"OK then, I'll put you down for that time. And you'll need to come in today to get some blood drawn and leave a urine sample, so that we can get the results back before your appointment."

"OK, I'll stop by after work."

"I'll see you later today, then."

I hung up and called Edward.

"Hello?"

"Hi, it's me," I said, unnecessarily.

"Hey," he greeted. "Did you call?"

"I did. I'm going by there on my way home to leave a blood and urine sample, and then I got an appointment with Doctor Wallace at ten on Wednesday," I reported.

"OK. Do you think Angela could take Lily while we're there?" he wondered. "I suppose I could talk to Rosalie, see if I could drop her off there for an hour or so, but you know Rose – she'll start asking questions. And I'm guessing we're not telling them yet?"

"I think it's better if we wait a little, it's still too early." I thought for a moment. I would have to call Ang; I would never be able to lie to her if we were face to face. "I'll tell Angela you have a meeting with some client on Wednesday, that way she won't wonder what's up."

"OK," he agreed.

"I've got to get back to work, I'll see you later tonight."

"See you later, bye."

I hung up and decided to talk to Michelle right away. I found her in her office, on the phone. When I peeked in through the open door, she gestured for me to come in and sit down, indicating that she would be done in just a moment.

"That sounds great, Neil," she said into the receiver, rolling her eyes at me.

Neil Olsen, CEO of Olsen Ltd., one of our most important clients, was not known for keeping it short.

"I can assure you that you are going to love the campaign, I've got my best people on it," Michelle winked at me.

That would be me. I felt a brief twinge of fear in the pit of my stomach; what if he was disappointed in my work? But then I pulled myself together – the campaign was great, one of the best things I had done so far.

"OK, then, I will see you on Friday."

It sounded like Michelle was trying to end the call before Neil got talking about something else.

"Yeah… that's right… OK, see you then."

Finally, she hung up the phone and let out a sigh of relief.

"That man sure can talk," she noted with a smile.

"You don't need to tell me that," I replied. I'd had more than my fair share of interaction with Neil while I had worked on this campaign over the last few months.

"So, what can I do for you?"

"I just wanted to let you know that I'll be gone for an hour or so on Wednesday morning, I've got a doctor's appointment at ten," I informed her.

"I hope nothing's wrong," she said, frowning.

Nope. Quite the opposite, actually.

"No, just a routine check-up," I assured her, hoping she wouldn't catch the white lie.

"OK then."

At that moment, the voice of Amelia, Michelle's secretary, came over the intercom.

"Mr. Olsen is on line one again," she said in an exasperated voice. "Something about that damn boat."

"Not again!" Michelle sighed. "He just can't make a decision about the launch party! Does he want it on a boat or not? Some sort of theme or not? Black tie or casual? This is the fourth time we've had this conversation today and it's barely nine yet."

"I'll just leave you to that, then," I said, getting up from the visitors' chair. "Sounds like you'll have your hands full for a while."

"No kidding." She sighed deeply once more, then picked up the phone and pressed the button for line one. "Neil, what can I do for you?"

I quietly slipped out of her office and back to my own. Not in a procrastinating mood, I picked up my own phone and called Angela. Might as well get everything sorted right away.

"Hello?"

"Hi Ang!"

"Bella, hi. Would you believe that I was just about to call you?"

It wasn't the first time our thoughts had coincided like this.

"Oh, yeah? Why?"

"Well, one of my clients is apparently a big supporter of the Mariners, and he gets great seats at every home game, but he's going out of town this weekend so he can't go to the Yankees game on Saturday. So he asked me if I was interested, and since Ben loves baseball, I said yes. I got four tickets and I thought that you and Edward might be interested in going with us."

"What you're really asking is will I go with you so you won't have to put up with Ben's play-by-play?" I teased.

Ben absolutely loved baseball, and Angela absolutely hated it. But she always went with him anyway.

"Well, yes," she admitted. "Would you? Please!"

Edward wasn't as big a baseball fan as Ben, but he went to the Mariners' home games every now and then with Ben or Emmett. I just hoped this unusually sunny Seattle weather lasted until the weekend. Sitting in the pouring rain watching a bunch of grown men play with a ball was not my idea of a fun Saturday. But going to a game might actually work with my plans for the evening…

"Oh, alright," I said, laughing a little at Angela's desperation. "I have to check with Edward so he doesn't have any plans, but it shouldn't be a problem. I do want a favor in return, though."

"Anything!" she promised.

"Could Edward drop Lily off for an hour or so on Wednesday? He has an important meeting with some client at ten, and I can't get away from work." Lying over the phone wasn't a problem, luckily. It was the blush that always gave me away.

"Sure, no problem."

"Great. I'll talk to you later."

"Talk to you later, bye!"

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and focused on work; I still had some things I needed to perfect before Friday, when we were presenting the campaign for Olsen Ltd.

Edward

Deciding to not take on any work over the summer had probably been one of the best ideas I had ever had. Being able to spend time with Lily without anything hanging over me, songs waiting to be finished and contracts waiting to be signed, was great. I was glad that I was in a position where I even had that choice.

After the first contract with a local movie company two years ago – that I had gotten thanks to Bella sending in my music to the producer of the movie – I had started building a network of contacts in show business. These days I got enough offers from different companies that I could choose which ones I wanted to do and not. I had actually managed to make a name for myself in the industry.

The money was only really a nice bonus of the job; a very nice bonus. The most important thing was that I had been able to quit my job writing jingles and focus on composing actual music full time. Luckily, the music part of the movie industry wasn't something that attracted a lot of attention. My name was up there with some of the best in the circles I worked in, but it wasn't like people recognized me in the street or anything. This anonymity was something I was grateful for, especially when I thought about what a public life would do to my personal life.

The only downside was that I had to fly to LA on a somewhat regular basis to meet with clients. I usually tried to schedule these meetings so that I could fly down in the morning and go back home in the afternoon, but sometimes I had to stay overnight. Being away from Bella and Lily for that long was something I never completely got used to.

As I prepared lunch for Lily, I contemplated cutting back on work altogether for the next year and a half or so. I could still take on jobs that didn't involve going down to LA – there were movie companies situated in the immediate area, and some clients were willing to travel up here to meet with me – but I didn't want to be that far away if something happened. I wanted to be here for everything; doctor's appointments, ultra sounds, shopping for furniture, clothes, toys, afternoons painting the nursery, trips to the 24-hour supermarket in the middle of the night if Bella wanted ice cream. I wanted it all.

After lunch, Lily and I played tennis on the Nintento Wii. I had been a little hesitant when she had first announced that she wanted the video game for her birthday last year, but after reading up on it a little, I thought it was a great idea. Even if she did spend a lot of time in front of the TV, she was still moving around. And she still loved playing outside, so the only difference really was that she no longer watched as many cartoons.

"I win again!" she exclaimed happily when she beat me for the third time.

"Shoot!" I faked a 'poor loser' face. "Well, that's it. I'm not playing with you anymore."

"Please! Please please please, just one more game!" she pleaded.

"No more tennis!"

"We can bowl," she suggested. I pondered that for a moment.

"OK, but let me warn you; I am going to beat you!"

"Nuh-uh!"

xxxxx

I had just put dinner on the table that Lily had set when I heard Bella's car pulling up in the driveway.

"Perfect timing," I noted when I heard the front door open and close.

"Yum, food." She came into the kitchen and dropped her purse on the counter. "I'm starving."

"Guess what I did today, mom?" Lily said with a wide grin.

"What did you do, baby?" Bella wondered, placing a kiss on Lily's forehead before sitting down next to me.

"I beat dad at tennis! Three times!" Lily exclaimed excitedly. "And bowling!"

"You did? Wow!" Bella gave me an amused look.

"Yeah, you're the Wii champion," I said, making my voice sound defeated. "There's no beating you."

"Nope!"

Lily happily dug into her food, and I leaned over to give Bella a welcome home kiss.

"Mmmm," she mumbled against my lips, making it very difficult to pull away. But I managed.

"How's your day been?" I asked, always eager to know what she had been up to. I took her plate and put some chicken, rice and vegetables on it. I hesitated for a moment, then put on some more vegetables. She shot me an inquisitive look, and I shrugged. She should be eating more vegetables and other healthy stuff.

"Fine," she replied, apparently deciding to let the vegetable thing go. "I'm pretty much finished with the presentation for Friday, so that's good. And Michelle is handling Neil, so I don't actually have to talk to him, which is a plus."

I laughed a little at that. Bella had told me many stories about the indecisive CEO of Olsen Ltd.

"I'm glad. And your… pit stop on the way home went OK?" I chose my words carefully so as not to arouse Lily's curiosity.

"It did," Bella replied. "And I talked to Angela, and she's fine with the arrangement for Wednesday."

Our conversation must sound very strange to an outsider. Luckily, Lily was focused on eating, wanting to finish her dinner so she could return to her game, and wasn't paying attention.

"That's good."

"Yeah." Bella nodded. "Oh, and we don't have anything planned on Saturday, do we?"

"No, why?" I wondered.

"Angela has four tickets for the Mariners-Yankees game, and she asked if we wanted to go with her and Ben."

"That should be fun." I wasn't a huge baseball fan, really, but I always enjoyed going to games with Ben. The guy was like a walking baseball encyclopedia, he knew absolutely everything.

"Great." Bella beamed at me. "I already talked to Donna, so we'll drop Lily off there on our way and she can spend the night. You never know how late those games will go on."

"Can't Catie come here instead?" Lily wondered, having caught the end of the conversation. Right, Catie didn't have a Wii.

"No, she can't, because we won't be home," I explained. "You can play over there the old fashioned way." I didn't want her to lose her imagination because of that game.

"I guess." Lily pouted a little before a smile spread on her face. "Can we play Madagascar Kartz after dinner?"

I groaned quietly. Well, at least I wouldn't have to forfeit the game, like I had when we'd played tennis. I absolutely sucked at Mario Kart.

"Of course, baby," Bella happily agreed. "I'm sure your dad can't wait to play!"

I shot her an evil glare only to get an innocent smile in return. She knew very well how much I disliked the game. I just couldn't get the hang of how to use the remote to maneuver the little car on the screen. And Lily always picked the courses where you could fall off. Which I did. A lot.

Lily started shuffling vegetables – she always left them until last, for some reason – at the prospect of playing Madagascar Kartz.

"Done!" she announced after a moment.

"Maybe we should sign you up for a speed eating contest?" Bella giggled. "Go start the game, we'll be right there."

Lily bounced off into the living room and Bella and I continued eating at a normal pace.

"Why don't you go play with her?" I suggested when we had finished. "I'll clean up in here."

"Is this an avoid-playing strategy, or are the kiddie gloves coming out again?" Bella wondered in an amused voice. "Because if that means you'll do all the household work for the next eight months, I'm all for it."

"Very funny." In truth, it was probably a combination of the two.

"Well, whatever it is, I'll take it." She got up from the table and gave me a quick kiss. I was about to reach out and pull her closer when she slipped away. "Just don't drag this out too long, I'll know if you try!"

She winked at me before leaving the kitchen and I sighed. Apparently, there would be no avoiding that wretched game tonight.

Bella

I sat fidgeting at my desk all morning on Wednesday, anxious for it to be nine forty-five. It was a good thing that I had already finished the presentation for Friday, because I couldn't focus on work for the life of me. Doubts had started creeping into my mind; what if the test had been wrong? They were only 99 % accurate, after all. What if I had misinterpreted the signs? My period was definitely more than a week late now, but that could happen, right? And, just like last time, there was no morning sickness, so I only had the increased fatigue and some more-than-usual lightheadedness to go on. For what felt like the thousandth time this morning, I tried to shrug these thoughts off. It wouldn't be the end of the world if I was mistaken. We would just have to try again… And, anyway, wouldn't the doctor's office have called to cancel my appointment if the blood test had come back negative?

Edward had insisted on picking me up at work on his way to the doctor's office, and since I knew that he would probably leave the house long before he actually had to, I left the office five minutes before he was supposed to pick me up. Sure enough, when I got out into the parking lot, the Volvo was there, windows rolled down and engine turned off.

"How long have you been sitting here?" I wondered when I had gotten into the passenger seat.

"I just got here," he replied, focusing on the road as he pulled into the sparse morning traffic.

"Ten minutes?" I guess, ignoring his words.

"More or less," he admitted, and I saw his lips pull up into that crooked smile that I loved so much. "I'm a little excited, can you blame me?"

"Well, I haven't gotten anything productive done all morning, so I guess not." I sighed and decided to voice my concerns. "You do know that this could be a false alarm, right? I mean, the tests are only 99 %, and I could be reading the signs wrong, so don't…"

"Hey," he interrupted, reaching out and taking my hand in his. "If that's the case, it's fine. It's not the end of the world." I smiled when he used the same words I had thought a little earlier.

"I know, I just wanted you to be prepared for the possibility."

"Don't worry," he assured me, squeezing my hand. "If this is meant to be, it will happen. And if it doesn't… we already have a wonderful daughter."

"I know." But I also knew that he wanted this just as much as I did.

I let go of my negative thoughts with some effort as he pulled into the parking lot outside my doctor's office. I stared in trepidation at the brick building for a moment before getting out of the car.

As we walked towards the entrance, Edward took my hand in his again, interlacing our fingers. I squeezed his hand this time, knowing that he needed it just as much as I did.

"Mrs. Cullen, Mr. Cullen," the receptionist greeted us. "Let me just call Doctor Wallace and make sure she's ready for you."

She pressed a button on the intercom on the desk in front of her.

"Yes Julie?" Doctor Wallace's voice came over the line.

"Mr. and Mrs. Cullen are here for their ten o'clock."

"Go on and send them in."

"You can go on through," Julie turned to us and said unnecessarily. "You know your way around."

"Thank you." I smiled at her and pulled Edward along down the corridor.

I knocked on the door to the doctor's office before opening it.

"Bella, hi!" Doctor Wallace greeted when she spotted us. "And you must be Edward, it's nice to meet you."

She stood up and she and Edward shook hands.

"It's nice to meet you too," he replied.

"Well, I thought I'd might see you here again soon when you didn't make an appointment to renew your prescription in February," she said with a smile.

"Yeah," I replied, blushing a little.

"Well, I can confirm your suspicions," she told me, and I felt a smile matching hers spread on my face. "The test is positive, so why don't you put that on and I can do a quick examination to make sure everything's going OK."

I took the paper gown she indicated and went behind the curtain in the corner to change before climbing into the examination chair. Edward came to stand next to me when Doctor Wallace pulled up a stool. When I saw her take a pair of rubber gloves from a drawer, I grabbed Edward's hand.

"Just relax, I'll be done in a moment," Doctor Wallace instructed me, and I tried to do just that.

Edward was rubbing circles on the back of my hand in a soothing motion, smiling down at me, and I focused on that to keep my mind off what the doctor was doing.

"There, all done!" she said after a minute. "Just step on the scale for me and then you can change back into your own clothes."

I did as she said, and she checked the digital numbers before writing them down on a chart. I went behind the curtain again and quickly put my clothes back on. When I reemerged, Doctor Wallace sat down behind her desk and Edward and I took the visitors' chairs. I was reminded of the last time I was in a position like this, almost nine years ago, with Charlie by my side. I reached out and took Edward's hand, needing to reassure myself that he was here.

"Well, everything looks great," Doctor Wallace told us. "When was the first day of your last period?"

"May fifteenth," I replied quickly. I had that memorized.

"OK, you're at about five weeks then." She pressed a few buttons on the keyboard. "And your due date should be around February nineteenth."

"OK." I nodded, storing the information away.

"Now, I know that you've done all this before, so I won't give you the 'no smoking, no drinking' routine," Doctor Wallace said with a smile. "But you might want to look through these, just to refresh your memory." She handed me a few brochures, and I put them down in my purse.

"Thank you."

"Is anything bothering you yet, morning sickness or something?" she wondered, and I shook my head.

"No, but I didn't have any morning sickness with Lily either," I told her. "Some lightheadedness and fatigue, though. But that could just be me wanting to see things that aren't there." I shrugged.

"Maybe, but you will start feeling those things soon, if you're not already."

"I know."

"Well, I think that's all then. And congratulations!" Her smile got wider, and I could feel my own face mirroring hers.

"Thank you."

I got to my feet, and felt Edward do the same next to me. I looked over at him, realizing that he had been very quiet, and saw that he had an almost reverent expression on his face.

"Make an appointment with Julie for another check-up in about a month, and I will see you then," Doctor Wallace said in parting.

"We will," I replied, pulling Edward with me towards the door. "Bye!"

Edward

Doctor Wallace looked up when Bella opened the door, and I immediately liked the middle aged woman. She had an almost motherly air to her.

"Bella, hi!" she greeted. "And you must be Edward, it's nice to meet you."

She got up from her chair and walked around the desk. I followed Bella into the office, taking the hand the doctor held out.

"It's nice to meet you too," I told her.

"Well, I thought I'd might see you here again soon when you didn't make an appointment to renew your prescription in February," the doctor said, releasing my hand and turning to Bella with a smile.

"Yeah," Bella replied, that trademark blush of hers creeping up her cheeks. Leave it to Bella to be embarrassed about talking about things like this with a doctor.

"Well, I can confirm your suspicions," Doctor Wallace said, and I felt my heart leap a little in my chest. "The test is positive, so why don't you put that on and I can do a quick examination to make sure everything's going OK."

I reluctantly let go of Bella's hand so that she could take the paper gown and go behind a curtain to change into it. When she came back out, I followed her to the odd looking chair she climbed into and stood next to her. She took my hand again, squeezing it a little more than before. At first I thought that she was trying to make me relax, but then I heard the snap of the rubber gloves, and realized that it was to keep herself calm as the doctor did the examination.

"Just relax, I'll be done in a moment," Doctor Wallace instructed, and I heard Bella take a deep breath.

Trying to sooth her, I started rubbing circles on the back of her hand with my thumb and gave her what I hoped was a comforting smile. I felt her relax a little.

"There, all done!" the doctor announced after a minute. "Just step on the scale for me and then you can change back into your own clothes."

I again let go of Bella's hand, again reluctantly, and stood back a little as she got on the digital scale. After the doctor had written down the numbers on a piece of paper, Bella got off the scale and went back behind the curtain to change again. I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room and waited for her to come back. When she did, I followed her to the visitors' chairs by Doctor Wallace's desk. The doctor herself was already sitting behind it.

"Well, everything looks great," she told us. "When was the first day of your last period?"

I realized that I knew much too little about these kind of things to understand why she was asking this.

"May fifteenth," Bella replied, apparently not confused about the question at all.

"OK, you're at about five weeks then." Aha, that's why she asked. "And your due date should be around February nineteenth."

February nineteenth. Suddenly, everything seemed so real. February nineteenth. That was an actual date, just eight months away. The enormity of the situation dawned on me, but it didn't frighten me. Not at all.

I had been very excited when I saw the positive pregnancy test and realized what that meant. But now… now, it was so much more real. There was an actual little person growing inside Bella, a person that was half her, half me. Something we had created. Our child.

I remembered the pictures Bella had showed me the day we met again, almost three years ago; Lily as a newborn and everything after that. The home videos Charlie had made copies off; Lily's first smile, first step, first word, first bike. And the pictures Bella had showed me later, after we had gotten back together, pictures of the progress of the pregnancy, watching her body change. I would get to be there for all of that this time around.

I absentmindedly noted that Bella and the doctor were still talking, but the words made no sense to me. I was in my own personal little bubble of pure, undiluted joy.

"OK," Bella said.

"Now, I know that you've done all this before, so I won't give you the 'no smoking, no drinking' routine. But you might want to look through these, just to refresh your memory." I saw her hand Bella some brochures and made a mental note to look them through tonight. Along with some internet research. I wanted to know everything that was happening.

"Thank you."

"Is anything bothering you yet, morning sickness or something?"

I registered that this was something that I should wonder about as well, and felt a little bad that I hadn't asked Bella about it. She hadn't said anything about feeling sick, but most women did, right? I made an effort to concentrate on her answer, but was only able to listen with one ear, too wrapped up in my own moment to fully pay attention.

"No, but I didn't have any morning sickness with Lily either. Some lightheadedness and fatigue, though. But that could just be me wanting to see things that aren't there."

I was relieved to hear that. I didn't want her to feel bad.

"Maybe, but you will start feeling those things soon, if you're not already."

"I know."

"Well, I think that's all then. And congratulations!"

I saw the almost matching smiles on the two women's faces, and wondered if I was smiling too. I couldn't be sure; I was too deep in thought.

"Thank you."

Bella stood up, and I realized I should do the same. I saw her give me a curious glance, but couldn't make myself snap out of this… reverie.

"Make an appointment with Julie for another check-up in about a month, and I will see you then," Doctor Wallace said.

"We will," Bella replied. She started pulling me along towards the door, and I was grateful. I wasn't sure I would have been able to remember how to walk if she hadn't. "Bye!"

I walked in a daze back towards the reception area, Bella's hand pulling me along all the way. When we got back to the desk where the woman named Julie was sitting, Bella paused.

"I need to make another appointment," she told the woman. "Doctor Wallace said in about a month."

"Let's see what we have here, then." The receptionist looked at her computer screen for a moment. "July eighteenth, would that work? At one thirty?"

"Yeah, that sounds good," Bella said, nodding.

"I'll put you down for that, then."

"OK, thank you. Bye!"

"Bye!"

I went along as Bella pulled me out into the parking lot and towards the car. When we got there, she looked up at me with a concerned expression.

"Do I need to drive you home?" she wondered. "You look like you're a thousand miles away right now." She held her hand out for the car keys.

"What?" I shook my head, trying to snap out of the daze. "No, I'm fine. Just… it just hit me in there, the enormity of this. I think I had some sort of epiphany."

"You're not freaking out, are you?" she asked, a frown forming on her face. "I mean, you're not starting to have second thoughts about this, right?"

"What?" I tried to understand how she had come to that conclusion. "No, of course not. I want this more than anything else in the world. Did I make you think that I didn't?"

"Good." Bella let out a sigh of relief. "I just didn't know what to make of the silence, I thought you might have started regretting doing this."

"No, never," I assured her, pulling her into a tight embrace. I felt her arms wrap around my waist, and I realized that this was my own personal heaven on earth. I didn't need the real one, as long as I had Bella by my side. "It just dawned on me that this is actually happening. I mean, the home test was one thing, but when the doctor actually confirmed it and started talking about dates… it made it a lot more real, somehow."

"Wait until we do the ultra sound in two months." Bella giggled. "That's when I really got it last time. It's a little overwhelming."

"More than this?" I asked in disbelief. "I have a hard time imagining that."

"You'll see." Bella sighed again, but in a content way this time, and leaned her head against my shoulder. I buried my face in her hair.

"I love you," I mumbled quietly.

"Well, that's a good thing, since we're having a baby," she teased, but then became serious again. "I love you too, more than anything."

AN: We just got Madagascar Kartz to our Wii, and it's a lot of fun - just had to put it in there. I also wanted to tell you guys that I won't update for a little while, probably a week and a half or so. I'm going on holiday to Egypt on Sunday and won't be home until the tenth.