disclaimer: i do not own house of anubis or any of the characters apart from Lily.

I know this is shorter, but I wanted to upload a chapter and didn't have enough time to make it longer. could you also PM me ideas as to what you think should happen in the story, i'm kinda stuck.

The next day Mara had been discharged from the hospital. She and Jerome were outside their little 'modern' cottage, just about to go inside.

They had been quite content living in a small apartment, even after Mara became pregnant. But when they had gone shopping to buy everything for the new baby, they noticed a small error in their plans. They didn't have a room for the baby.

They had no problem with buying a house. With Jerome as a police officer and Mara as a doctor, they had more than enough money to buy another place.

Even with them being financially stable, Mara and Jerome only had their minds set on buying a larger apartment, one with a spacious room to serve as the baby's nursery, not a house.

But after they had seen this little cottage, they knew they had to have it.

It wasn't really a cottage to be honest. It was a proper house and had an upstairs and all the rest of it, but you'd never expect it to be so large on the inside considering how small and cosy it looked from the outside

It was like stuff out of a fairytale, a small cosy brick cottage, with ivy snaking its way up the side of the walls and slithering past the window panes, and other cottages surrounding it making a wonderful neighbourhood for children to grow up in- which was just what they wanted at the time.

The cottage even had a stream nearby. Well, Jerome and Mara had never actually seen the stream, but on peaceful afternoons the babbling of the water could always be heard and it was like soft soothing music to listen to after a hard stressful day of work. Almost like a lullaby that a baby could fall asleep to.

It was the perfect place for them to raise a family.

As they entered the house, something seemed odd. It was eerily quiet, as if something were waiting to jump out.

"SURPRISE!"

"Oh, Alfie, shush! You'll wake the baby. I bet anything that it's the most adorable thing you've see –"

Amber stopped talking as Jerome and Mara entered the room, their faces were dull and emotionless. Well, one emotion could be seen and that was surprise. Surprise of what had just happened.

It wasn't everyday you came home to find another couple stowed away in your home, unless you lived in a very odd house. A very odd house indeed.

All the other emotions seemed to be shielded away, covered by 'masks'. This was to be expected from Jerome, but never Mara.

What surprised Amber most, however, was the fact that they had no baby with them, but it couldn't have been a false alarm, Mara's stomach was flat and that baby had to be somewhere.

"So…? Where's the baby? I wanna see!" Amber cooed, making weird gestures with her hands, as if that's what she would do if the baby were in her arms.

Jerome and Mara shifted uncomfortably in their spots, then looked up gingerly to meet each others eyes, then Mara nodded, signalling for Jerome to speak.

This little action didn't go unnoticed by Alfie and Amber, and they both turned to Jerome expectantly.

First Jerome cleared his throat then began, "The baby…"

Alfie and Amber bobbed their heads closer, urging him to finish.

"…um…" he tried again.

"There is no baby." Mara cried, her voice trembling on the last word.

"No baby? NO BABY? No more 'Lily Kathryn Clarke'? What, did she just disappear?" Amber cried, obviously unable to take a hint.

At this outburst Mara had turned on her heel and ran out of the room and upstairs.

Jerome Stared after her and his foot kept moving, not knowing whether to explain himself, or go find Mara. Figuring that she might need some time alone, Jerome signalled with his hands for them to sit down and then he began from the beginning.

"Well I don't know if you knew, but the baby was-"

"Two weeks and one day premature? Yes of course we know!" Amber sighed

"Um… I don't," Alfie said in confusion. "Someone explain."

"What's not to get, the baby was two weeks and one day premature!" Amber cried impatiently, obviously wanting to get on with what happened.

Jerome had explained the whole story, and Amber was halfway through a box of tissues. Jerome too wanted to cry, badly, but he wasn't going to in front of Amber and Alfie. Crying was something he was only comfortable with doing in front of Mara.

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