I'M SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok so i really have no excuse here, i'm just going to tell you what's been delaying me: CHRISTMAS!!!!! so many gifts to buy, what with having a brat as a sister at home that complains when she doesn't get EXACTLY what she wants. so i've been running around my house, looking for her santa claus list (11 year old, still believes) so that i can get her what she wants, and almost getting caught! =S anyway i hope you like this part probably one thing has nothing to do with another but that's what this story is all about i tried to make a longer chapter and this is what i got =/
A few hours later, a doctor came to the room, accompanied by Alex's family.
"You named him already?" asked the doctor.
"Yes." Alex smiled and looked at Dean. He smiled back at her.
"Okay. I will write it down."
"Dean Alexander Moriarty-Russo"
"Got it."
He gave them a small bag filled with baby stuff and lots of papers, stamped with the hospital's name. Alex handed it to her father. Theresa took the baby and Dean helped Alex stand up. Although she was still in pain, the doctors said she had recovered amazingly fast, given the circumstances in which she had been. Alex pretended to be surprised, but in truth, she had wished so hard for everything to go well that some of her magic had helped. She had suggested it was because she was young, and they had believed so. Alex wrote it down on her diary: «December 7th: I can officially say I've got 2 Dean's in my life.»
"You have to go to Italy, finish your studies, and then you may come back if you still want to," said Alex.
"I'm definitely not leaving. Being away from you was too painful. And," said Dean, holding their son's tiny hand, "now it'll be twice as bad."
"I'll see you in your dreams every night. I promise. And I'll take Dean too."
"What if it doesn't work?"
"It will. Trust me."
Alex had told Dean about magic six weeks after they started dating again. She had decided that there couldn't be any secrets between the two of them. Dean had taken it even better than Harper.
"Will you visit? I mean, besides the dreams."
"As often as we can. Dean, I cannot live with you knowing you ruined your career just to stay by my side. I don't want to be the reason why you quit college. I want our lives to be as normal as possible."
Dean nodded in agreement.
"Okay. Then I guess I have no choice. I'm leaving in two days."
But they always had the same discussion, and Dean wouldn't leave. Of course Alex wanted him next to her, but that would be too selfish. She didn't want Dean's life ruined because of her. So this time she used a truth spell on him. Apparently, he wasn't lying. He had actually bought the tickets.
"You'll see us. I promise." But even Alex knew it wasn't going to be the same. Still, they knew it was the best. Alex wrote it down on her diary: «December 10th: Dean is leaving again.»
"You're the cutest little thing I've ever seen," said Harper, lightly pinching one of Dean's cheeks. He was staring curiously at her.
"Harper, please, could you watch him while I take these downstairs?"
"Of course I can."
Since Harper came, she had not left the Russos' house for one second. She was staying in New York for a week, and wanted to spend time with her best friend and her godson. She had designed all kinds of baby clothes, and Alex had to admit she had liked them. Harper was getting really good at designing. If she created her own baby clothes line, she had promised to dedicate it to Dean. She had said he'd appear in all the commercials. Alex had cracked up.
As she was descending the stairs, Max flew past her, almost making her trip.
"Hey," she shouted, "be more careful."
Max slowly walked back until he was standing right in front of her.
"To be more careful? Why should I?"
Alex rolled her eyes.
"Max, I know you're mad at me for the birthday thing. But you have no right to treat me like that."
Max covered his face with his hands as it got redder with rage. He counted until ten and then left the shop in a blink. Alex sighed and left a small basket full of brownies on a table behind the counter. Justin, having seen what had happened, stood next to his sister and just stared at her. She had always been troublesome and annoying, but she was his little sister, and he loved her. He just didn't like saying it out loud.
"Max still mad at you?"
"Ugh. Yeah. I don't really get it. I mean, it wasn't my fault."
"You want me to talk to him?"
"Would it really make a difference?"
Justin thought about it for a minute. It certainly wouldn't. Max had been acting like that for the past week, since his birthday had been out scheduled. Jerry had talked to him. Theresa had talked to him. He wouldn't understand.
"Alex, I'm so proud of you."
This took her by surprise. "Why?"
"Because you could have used magic to fix all this, but you didn't. I guess you finally learned that magic isn't everything in the world. You have so many other things which are much more powerful than magic."
Alex thought about it and smiled.
"I guess you're right. It took me nineteen years, but I finally understood."
They both chuckled and hugged. As Alex ate one brownie, she heard Dean crying and ran up the stairs.
"Harper? What's wrong?"
"I don't know! He started crying all of a sudden."
"He must be hungry. Stay here; I'll bring him a bottle."
Alex was feeding Dean when she turned on the radio and smiled hugely as she heard the great news.
«Former famous group, the Jonas Brothers, who are currently in Australia, will be in Waverly Pl, New York visiting family friends. They will be staying in New York for three months.»
"Oh em gee, did you hear that?" said Harper.
"Yup."
"Aren't you excited?"
"DUH! OF COURSE I AM!"
Alex and Harper jumped and danced like only two best friends could. Dean giggled. They both froze as they heard the delicious sound of a baby's first laugh. Alex immediately wrote it down on her diary: «December 15th: Dean laughs for the first time».
"Aww, wasn't that the cutest thing you've ever heard?" said Harper.
Alex picked him up and hugged him tightly, staring at him in amazement.
"Yes, it was," said Alex, and a smile popped up on her face.
next chapter (as promised) Jonas =]
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