I am so sorry that this took so long! I had surgery and was out of it for a few days. This is the last part of the honeymoon, and when they get back I'll write more stories about their lives. If anyone has any suggestions just leave them in the reviews! Enjoy!

DAY 4

Owen and Amelia sat in a bright red kayak, paddling through the marshes of Aruba. They saw a lot of wildlife and enjoyed the peaceful quiet that was surrounding them. There were no other people in sight. So of course, Owen suggested sex.

"On this thing?" Amelia asked him.

"Oh, please, please, please!" Owen pleaded like a child. "It would be so awesome!"

Amelia looked at him and shrugged. She muttered something along the lines of, "I guess that it's your vacation too…" as she got undressed.

Owen put both paddles on either side of the kayak to stabilize it, and then he lied down on top of Amelia. In between kisses, he said, "Well, you can't say that we aren't adventurous!"

Amelia laughed and kissed him back. After a few minutes had passed, she heard something. She stopped moving and picked her head up.

"What's that noise," She whispered to Owen.

He slowly turned his head to see another kayak with two people on it heading towards them.

"What the hell?" Amelia's voice quivered as she covered her chest with her arms and searched for her top.

Owen acted fast and threw his swim trunks to Amelia for cover while he dived in the water to catch her bathing suit which was floating gracefully above the waves. The kayak came closer, and Owen had no choice now but to stay in the water.

"Well, well, well, I don't believe it." A man about Owen's age said from his boat. Behind him sat a blonde woman with very expensive looking sunglasses and a bikini about the size of a dish rag. Amelia blew hair out of her face and held the swim trunks against her, paralyzed with fear. Owen finally had the courage to look the man in the face.

"Edward?" He asked in a slow voice.

"That would be me," the man replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Would you just hold on one second?" Owen asked as he pulled the boat behind a bush and took his trunks from Amelia. She and he got dressed and she asked him, "Was this guy a lover from college that you forgot to tell me about?"

"Hardly, this man was my roommate for 4 months until I requested that we change it. He would question my every move, and he would rub his family's wealth in my face every day when he would show up with a new car or $1000 dollar pants. He was sexist, racist, and pretty much was against everything I believed. Now he's seen my wife half naked and I think that I might kill him if he makes a comment." Owen trailed off in a cloud of his own rage.

"Owen, calm down." Amelia said in a soft, gentle voice.

"Just play nice and if you get too frustrated, I'll handle it. I've got it under control Owen." She smiled at him.

Owen took a deep breath, nodded, and dragged the boat around the corner.

Owen introduced Amelia and they uncomfortably discussed their lives. Then he asked where Owen and Amelia lived.

"Well, um, you see." Owen stuttered.

"We live in the penthouse of a 4 star hotel, we could have gone with a 5 star but we didn't want to brag." Amelia smoothly lied. Owen stared quietly as Amelia made their lives seem a lot more put together.

Owen's old roommate listened and analyzed until Amelia made a fatal mistake.

"Yes, we are both surgeons, Owen is trauma and I am in neurosurgery."

The man looked at Owen, "Your wife is a neurosurgeon? How does she have time to run the house? The operating room is not a woman's place. I am an oral surgeon and I would not want my wife doing the same. It's a shame, you probably won't have kids either, and they would've been cute."

Amelia's mouth gaped open as she tried to stomach what that man had just said to her. Owen muttered, see, he made a comment.

Amelia started climbing out of the boat,

"You've made quite a mistake buddy, all you do is pull teeth and look heroic, I cut into brains and save people! Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean that I can't do all that and have a family, and it certainly doesn't mean that I can't kick your ass!" Amelia spat.

Owen grabbed her before she had the chance to kick anyone and he held her by the waist as she did her best to get to the other kayak.

"I'm sorry that my opinion differs from yours, Owen, how about we settle this like in college. A boat race, it isn't exactly the same as college, but the teams are even."

Amelia was still clawing at Owen to get past him, but he stuck her in the boat and got in.

"It's on you bitch." Owen and Amelia barked at the same time.

'Okay, here to that tree, on your marks, get set, go!"

Owen's enemies had the lead, Amelia and Owen were a little uncoordinated.

"Don't turn yet!" Amelia yelled.

"Shut up, I've got this!" Owen screamed back. They had a hard time hearing each other because of the wind.

Amelia had a flashback to her childhood years where she would kayak with all of her siblings. Amelia knew what she had to do.

"Owen, stop paddling. Let me do this." Amelia yelled.

Owen stopped, and watched her from behind. He never noticed how strong her arms were. They flew past their opponents. Amelia jumped out of the boat and touched the tree. She did a dance and splashed water in her rivals' faces.

"Haha, now go screw yourselves! I never want to see you again on MY honeymoon!"

Owen sat with his mouth open, as she got back in the boat and paddled them all the way back to the resort.

DAY 5

"Owen?" Amelia frantically asked from the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" He asked as he leaped off of the bed and ran into the bathroom.

She was standing in front of the mirror on the bathroom mall, with her hands on her stomach. She was wearing a tight red dress that cut off at the knees.

"Look," She ordered him.

Owen looked at her abdomen and when she moved her hand, he saw it. It was small, but it was there.

"A bump," He said, delighted.

"I know that it is small, and you can barely see it from this angle, but it's there." Amelia confessed.

"I guess I'm a little further along than I thought, I'm gonna guess 12 weeks, they say that if you've been pregnant before you show earlier, I guess that's true." She stammered.

Owen smiled at her, and then he bent down and kissed her stomach. He got up and kissed Amelia.

"So I guess the three of us are going to dinner then." Owen asked.

She grabbed his hand and together they walked to the 5 star restaurant.

Owen and Amelia sat across from each other at dinner. They were discussing purchasing a new house and names for their kid.

"We won't know until the baby is born, trust me, the minute we see him or her, we will know." Owen assured her.

"Okay," Amelia said, twirling her fork around some pasta.

"But if this baby doesn't have a name for a year because we can't decide, it's on you." She joked.

They laughed for the rest of the night, and around 10, the band went on and started playing songs.

Amelia took Owen's hand and just like at the wedding, they danced.

They knew that the minute they made it back to Seattle that it wouldn't be as easy, that they would have to get ultrasounds and work and search for a new house. But now was their moment, and when the band started playing "photograph", they knew that was their sign that everything would be okay. They took a selfie, Amelia's head on Owen's chest, and they danced until the band left.

Thanks for reading! The next part they will ease back into their usual lives. It should be up in a few days, it won't take as long as last time. I hope that you enjoyed it!