A/N: Hello, fellow readers! I hope all is well. Here is the first chapter and I really hope you like it! If you have any questions or are confused about anything please leave a review and I will address it in the next chapter. Without further adieu...

Chapter one:

Melinda's POV

The store was pretty quiet after Delia and I stopped screaming and jumping around like little girls about the little life growing inside me. I had a lot to be happy about lately. It was my first real day back at work since Jim got his memory back after weeks of being trapped in Sam's body. For the few days after that the store was taken over by Delia while Jim and I spent some much needed time alone. Then a soap opera filmed in the store and shortly after that, we found out that I have been pregnant since before Jim even died. Things finally seemed to be looking up for us.

Now if I could just get these inventory sheets to make sense I would be ecstatic.

Hey, Mel?" Delia called from the front of the store. "Ned just got off from school. Want him to pick up some coffee on his way down here?"

Delia had just rounded the corner so I looked up from my computer screen. "You know, I would live coffee. But I can't. Jim would kill me if I had that much caffeine. Tell ned to get me a hot cocoa and a strawberry muffin."

"Alright." She turned and headed for the front desk again while I went back to my paperwork. A few minutes later, I gave up in frustration. These numbers just won't make sense.

"Hey, Mel?" Delia called from the front again. "Can you come give me a hand with this display?"

"Gladly." I walked out to find Delia on the stepladder trying to hang a string of lights that had fallen down.

As I was helping her, I heard the all too familiar ring of the bell above the door. "I'll be with you in a minute!" I called.

"No rush, Mel. It's just me." Ned said.

"Oh, sweet. Got my cocoa?"

"Yes. And the strawberry muffin. Are you craving already or did you decide $9.29 wasn't too much for a small strawberry muffin after all?"

"Ned!" Delia shouted as she stepped down. "Don't be rude."

"Sorry." He chuckled as he handed her a cup. "Here's your latte."

I pouted. "How come you can have caffeine and I can't? I thought we were in this together."

"I already paid my time almost 20 years ago. You're the pregnant one, not me."

"So not fair." I grabbed my cup from Ned. The cocoa tasted good but not nearly as good as Delia's latte smelled.

The bell above the door chimed and I looked up to greet my guest then my jaw rell to the floor. The four women who just walked in were all stunning. Was there a fashion show in town, I was not aware of? No, I was certain Jim would have mentioned something like that. Could they be her daughters? No. They all looked so different but the same at the same time. They all were equally pale and had the same eye color: a rich gold. They also all looked like they could us a good night of sleep with the dark circles under their eyes. Maybe they were just jet-lagged. They were definitely new to town.

However, it seemed almost impossible for these ladies to be related. There were more differences than there were similarities.

The older woman had long copper-colored curly hair framing a heart shaped face. The one who came in right behind her was younger though they were the same height. She had long brown hair down to her waist. She was the simplest of all of them but she was just as beautiful in her own way. The third was petite with short spiked black hair. Her face was thin, giving her a pixie like quality. The fourth was the complete opposite of the pixie. She was tall and blonde. She had to be a supermodel.

I glanced at Delia to make sure she was seeing what I was. Ned's jaw was hanging slack. Delia elbowed him, glaring. "Can I help you ladies find anything?"

"We're just browsing. Thank you, dear," the older woman said.

After a few minutes they came to the front with a few items and when I rang them up she produced a sleek looking black credit card. They took their purchases and left the store while Delia, Ned and I stood in stunned silence.

"Wow! I mean… I heard the Cullen girls were hot but I had no idea." Ned sounded like he was on another planet.

"Dr. Cullen's kids?" Delia asked.

"Just the older three and his wife, I think. The youngest is in middle school, and the older kids are in high school, I heard. Didn't Jim recommend Dr. Cullen for you, Mel? Since he can't really be your doctor?"

"Yeah, I think so." I went to take a sip of my cocoa. It still smelled good so when the room temperature liquid touched my tongue and I found myself sprinting for the bathroom in the back of the store, I was confused.

Once I was done expelling the contents of my stomach, I looked at Delia who had been holding my hair back.

Minutes later, back in the front of the store, I found myself being forced to sit and nibble on crackers and sip water. "I promise I am fine," I protested. "It was just a little morning sickness."

And, of course, it was just my luck that as I said that, Jim walked into the store. His eyes immediately landed on me.

"You okay, Mel?" he asked as he walked over and stroked my face. I was almost sure he was trying to subtly check my temperature.

"Yes. I'm fine. Delia overreacted is all."

"Still up for lunch with Dr. Cullen?"

"Yeah. Let's go." I stood and grabbed my purse from under the counter then wrapped my arm through Jim's.

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