Five Months later.

She had grown accustomed to waking up like this, Adam's cheek pressed against her belly whispering words of love to the baby growing in her womb. The last five months had been incredibly happy, they missed Lucy with all they had and when what would have been her first birthday rolled around it was hard.

They had sealed themselves up in a little bubble and shut the world out, it had was an emotional day but they had recovered and each day it got a bit easier.

Lucy was never far from their thoughts.

Kim ruffled his hair, "Hey.." her voice still laced with sleep, "when'd you get in?"

He sat up, "A little after midnight..so much for waiting up for me huh?"

Kim frowned, "I'm sorry..I tried..but our gummy bear had other thoughts" she had developed a serious addiction to green gummy bears.

Adam rubbed her belly once more, "I forgive you..though, I wouldn't protest if you wanted to make it up to me.." he inched his hand down her belly and beneath the sheets.

Milo burst through the bedroom door, "Mommy, I wet." His Blackhawks pajamas soaked with urine.

Kim stifled her laughter when she heard Adam groan, "Yes, you are. Come on, let's get you in the tub."

Adam rolled over, "I'll strip the bed."

This had become almost a daily occurrence for them, Milo had breezed through potty training but refused to wear diapers at night and this was the price they paid.

As Milo tucked into his lunch they sat snuggled up on the couch, "Its your call but..I'd really like to start telling people." Adam kicked his feet up on the coffee table, "Atwater was asking all sorts of questions last night."

Kim knew they needed to start telling people but she was fearful of all the questions they may ask or if they'd ask about Lucy. "I know. It's been kind of nice with it being our secret, just ours."

Not even Milo knew, simply because they knew damn well once Milo knew all of Chicago would know. The kid had loose lips.

"You just say the word."

Kim jumped up excitedly, "A gender reveal party." She giddily clapped her hands together, "it's perfect."

"What the hell is that?" Adam wore a look of confusion.

"We will have a party to announce what we're having."

"We don't know what we're having. You want to be surprised." He was desperate to know but Kim wanted to wait, now it seemed that had changed.

"We have an appointment next week. They can write it down and we will take it to the florist down by the 21st. They'll fill a balloon with either pink or blue confetti. We pop it and voila..gender revealed."

Adam liked the sound of that, "That's perfect. That'll be a fun way to announce it. People are gonna lose their shit. I can already here Platt's bitching."

Kim looked over at Milo, "I want to wait to tell him too, he can pop the balloon. He will be so excited."

"I'm excited too babe." He kissed her gently, "I think the rain's gone, nothing but sunshine for the Ruzek's."

Three weeks had passed at it was finally time to let the rest of the world in on their secret, Kim was chomping at the bit to find out what they were having. She had gone back and forth on it, some days she wanted a boy afraid that a girl would feel too much like replacing Lucy and other days she longed for another daughter.

Even though their time with Lucy was brief, painfully brief she had caught a glimpse of Adam with a daughter and she needed that, it was like a drug and she craved it.

She wanted another daughter, and she was sure Adam did as well.

Her belly was growing too large to continue to hide so she was pleased she would no longer have to hide it in. In just a few short hours everyone would know they were having a baby, and she'd know if it was a boy or a girl.

Adam was busy doing some last minute shopping, grabbing plenty of alcohol and a box of cigars, he'd beg Kim for forgiveness on that one. She hated his cigar habit, but this was a celebration and he was gonna go all out.

"I hungry." Milo announced from the back seat, "Nuggets!"

Adam knew his son had spotted McDonalds up the road a bit, "Alright pal..let's get you a happy meal." He knew Kim wouldn't appreciate Milo eating fast food but he was all for breaking the rules today.

Kara changed KiKi, "Did Adam ever tell you what today was about?" Kim had been tight lipped about it, just made her promise they'd come.

Kevin searched for his other sneaker, "Nope. Just said it's a party. You know I won't turn down a party."

Kara laughed, "Ain't that the truth...and here's your shoe. Your daughter was trying to wear it." KiKi was adorable, and while many girls pranced around in their mother's shoes, her daughter tried to wear her daddy's Jordans.

It was precious.

"My girl has good taste. Just like her daddy."

"Poppy! It's a party day!" Milo jumped up and down, "wanna play with me?"

Bob smiled, "Sure buddy. Just let me talk to daddy."

Adam handed his father a beer, "Hey Pops." He handed it to him, "glad you could make it."

Bob to a long refreshing pull from the bottle, he had paid close attention to his son and daughter in law as of late and he had a hunch, "You wanna tell me what we're celebrating, son?"

Adam smirked, "Nope. You'll have to wait just like everyone else."

The house was a buzz with guests, and Kim grabbed Adam, "Go get the balloon, baby." She whispered in his ear. It had been killing her for the last few hours knowing the answer they so desperately wanted was sitting in a closet.

Kim held a very reluctant Milo on her hip as Adam came back downstairs a confused quiet fell over the assembled crowd.

Even Kim had to giggle a bit, it was a bit odd watching Adam carry the black balloon across the room, the goofiest grin on his face.

Adam spoke first, "I'm sure you're all a bit confused.."

"I knew it!" Erin shouted, "I knew it! You're pregnant aren't you?" She was practically squealing with delight.

Adam scowled, "Way to ruin the surprise Erin.." he quipped.

Kim swatted his hand, "Yes we are. In this balloon is either pink or blue confetti. Milo will pop it."

Milo bopped the balloon as it bounced on the string, "Milo, you're getting a new brother or sister. There's a baby in my belly." Kim finally told him, tears in her eyes.

"A baby? Like sissy in heaven?" He asked, his eyes wide with amusement.

"Yep." Adam replied, giving Kim a supportive squeeze. "Let's pop it boy." Adam handed it son the wooden dowel.

Milo scrunched his face up and struck it with all his might, "It's pink!" He yelled out announcing the color of the confetti as it flitted to the ground.

Bob swooped in a plucked Milo from Kim's arms allowing, Adam and Kim to embrace.

It was as if no one else was in the room with them, Adam held tightly to Kim as she cried. A mixture of emotions flooded her, and Adam both.

"A little girl" Adam mumbled into her hair, "Lucy is sending us another princess."

Bob had taken Milo home with him that night, allowing Kim and Adam some alone time to process everything. As excited as they were it had also brought their grief to the surface a bit. They had sought comfort in each other's arms, and mourned the loss of their daughter once more.

The rest of Kim's pregnancy had flown by and it wasn't long before they got to meet their new daughter.

Emerson Lucy Ruzek was a beautiful baby, a head full of dark silky hair and eyes just like her sister's. She had a tiny birthmark on the small of her back that a nurse had deemed 'a kiss from an angel' her words resonated with Kim and Adam both.

The nurse had no knowledge of Lucy, nor did she realize how comforting her words had been to the both of them.

She was a big girl, coming in at nearly nine pounds, much larger than both of her siblings. She was long too, just over 22 inches, and had rolls for days as Kevin had pointed out.

They had decided from the instant they discovered they were pregnant that she would spend the first year of her life in their bedroom.

The first time she had slept through the night, Kim had woken up in a panic and raced to Emme's crib fearing the worst. Relief overwhelmed her when she saw the steady rise and fall of her chest.

Kim's cries had woken Adam up and he raced to her, and held her in their arms as they both cried.

Each night Kim fought with the same demons, but each morning she woke to Emme, as the night turned to weeks, and weeks to months it lessened. The fear that had gripped her heart so tightly slipped away.

Now as she watched her one year old daughter crawl all over Milo and Adam as they lay on the floor.

She was blissfully beautifully happy once again.

Well, I hope this makes up for the sadness in the first part, and you no longer hate me.