"This was our view from the hotel on the final night," Emma said as she showed her teammates and mothers the final picture from her presentation. Her face was glowing, she had smiled from the very first picture and had been excited about each and every one she showed her friends. It was clear to all of them that this trip had been special to her. "I really wish you guys had been there. The sea was so calm, the weather was perfect..."

"It looks like a postcard," Noah commented. "You seriously took that?"

"She is that good," Claire nodded her head. "Although no picture does it justice. Our view from the hotel was great, and all our trips were breathtaking!"

"Bird!" Ryan cried out excitedly as she pointed to the screen. Troy gently bounced his sister on his lap.

"You've converted her into a bird lover," he joked to Emma.

"She loves wings," Vanessa shrugged her shoulders. "She was obsessed with the airplanes this morning."

"Bird!" Ryan called out again and clapped her hands. Emma went back a few slides to the picture of the red macaw that had made Ryan gasp out in awe the first time. Ryan started to bounce excitedly and then climbed off her brother's lap to run up to the screen. "Bird! Toy! Bird!"

She pointed excitedly to the bird and turned around to her brother. Troy nodded his head and smiled.

"It's a beautiful bird, isn't it?"

"There were so many just like it," Emma gushed as she looked at the picture. "I mean, I love every animal there is, but there's just something about the ones we saw in South America."

"They're certainly different," Vanessa nodded her head and then kissed the top of Emma's. "It looks like it was a really wonderful trip."

"I almost wish I was still there," Emma smiled. She saw the way Jordan and Gia were looking at her and chuckled. "Nothing beats coming home, though. I missed you guys."

"Is it time to eat?" Jake asked. He hadn't wanted to sound rude, but he had come by right after soccer practice and had done all he could to keep his stomach from rumbling during Emma's presentation. He knew how much her trip meant to her and how excited he was to share, but he also knew that if he wasn't feed soon, there was a good chance he would resort to cannibalism. Vanessa got up from the couch and nodded.

"I'll just warm it all up. Dinner's in just a few. Gia, mind helping me out?"

Gia got up and followed her mother out and the Rangers started to mingle. Emma, meanwhile, started to unhook her camera from the TV and then she wanted to put it away somewhere safe. She hadn't yet been able to print out her favourite pictures for her vacation album and couldn't afford to lose them. She asked Jordan if she could put her camera in his bag. He nodded his head and she followed him to the front hallway.

"By the way, I know you're probably looking forward to sleeping in, but I booked us that ultrasound tomorrow morning," he said.

Emma nodded her head, "Probably a good idea. Nothing feels unusual but just to be sure..."

Jordan couldn't help but agree. He had been nervous when he found out Emma was going to visit South America while pregnant with his baby, but he knew this was a dream come true for her and there would be no time for her to go once the baby was born. Emma had promised to take extra care of herself and had promised to see a doctor straight after the trip just to be sure. Jordan knew and trusted Emma would do everything she could to take care of their child, but with so little control on his end, he wanted to do whatever he could that would help.

"Also, Gia wanted to come," Jordan told her. "Thus why the appointment's so early. We can't both be off duty in the morning. Don't tell her I know this, but she's really looking forward to this baby."

"She's looking forward to a boy," Emma said. She rubbed her stomach and looked down. "Did she call the baby a boy the whole time I was gone?"

"Well, it's got to be something, right?"

"We had a talk before everyone showed up," Emma said. "Gia's insisting on it being a boy. Almost like if she wants it bad enough, it's going to happen."

"I'll love this baby no matter what it turns out to be," Jordan said and kissed Emma, "But... I do kind of want a son. How awesome would that be?"

"I don't care what he or she is," Emma said. "And I thought Gia would feel the same but... something just... doesn't seem right. Why doesn't she want a girl?"

"Maybe she's just rooting for a little nephew?"

"No, I tried to tell her we could be having a girl. And she knows the odds. But she just completely shut it down. It just... it doesn't seem like her."

Jordan smiled at his fiancée and gently held her arms, "Gia's going to be an amazing aunt. No matter what our kid turns out to be, she's going to spoil him or her rotten. We're kind of counting on that."

"I know," Emma said. "I just... don't you think it's a little weird she cares that much?"

"Not really," Jordan shrugged. "But if it bothers you, talk to her about it. Maybe you just read her wrong. There's no sense in you stressing out over nothing."

"I guess that makes sense," Emma nodded her head and then saw Gia coming out of the kitchen. She called her best friend over. Jordan rolled his eyes.

"Oh, you're doing this now? Okay then I guess I'll just go help set the table," he said. He walked into the dining room and saw Jake was already helping with the dishes. He took some off Jake's hands. "Sometimes, I feel like I've got two girlfriends."

Jake chuckled as he looked up, "It's what we've signed up for, I guess. What's wrong now?"

"Reassuring Emma that Gia will love our baby no matter what," Jordan said.

"Why doesn't she think so?" Jake frowned. "That kid's all Gia talks about. We plan on buying him his first soccer ball."

"Even if she's a girl?"

"Girls play soccer," Jake nodded.

"So, you're fine with a niece?"

"What I'm not fine with is having a screaming baby in the house," Jake said. "You know, when that kid comes out, I'll be happy to babysit, but you better not have it waking me up every night."

"I'll do my best," Jordan chuckled.