A/N: Oh. My. God. I am so sorry! I can't believe it has been… what, almost three weeks? You guys would not believe how much work they're giving us at my stupid school. Ick. Anyway, I wasn't going to give you a flashback this chapter but since it has been so very long, I suppose I'm obliged to. So, enjoy this chapter because you may not get the next one for a little while. ;)

It was one of those times that she had so often, the times when it felt like her feet were guiding her to a place she really didn't want to go. She wasn't as happy now as she had been the first time. They both were unexpected but their son was only 2 years old and it would be hard to chase around a toddler and take care of a baby at the same time.
A baby. She was pregnant. Everything inside her screamed with joy except for her common sense.
"It's going to be so hard," she told herself as she walked, "Two children… So hard… So incredibly overwhelming. And yet, so incredibly joyful too, a happy time that deserves celebration, not worry. And I need to tell him now. I can't keep secrets. I need to tell him."
Taking a breath of anticipation, she walked down to the living room of their large home, each step feeling like a mile and each second like a minute and each minute like an hour. There she saw them, the two boys, one a man and one a child but both united by a single name (Logan) and a single family.
"Mommy," said the baby, Brandon, "Up! Up!"
Raven smiled at her son and went to pick him up, but then she remembered what her fingers were clasped around. Gripping the test harder, she softly passed it off to her husband before picking up their tiny child. He smiled and looked down at it. The smile turned to a wide-open mouth and with that her jade-skinned beau jumped up with shaky but steady (if that was possible) laughter as his smile returned. He pranced around the room and the positive test, the cause of all of this jubilation, feel to the ground and was forgotten as the couple and their son, the happy family, danced around joyfully. It was the day of incredible celebration that Raven Logan had hoped for.

"Mommy," said the emerald colored little girl, giving Raven a nice big poke in the shoulder and startling her out of her daydream, "Biwthday song time."
"Birthday song," repeated Raven, "Right."
The party had gone on smoothly. The children all had eaten their pizza and now it was time for the cake. Joan and Annie were dancing around happily.
"You know what's weird?" asked her husband, coming up behind her, "It feels like it's actually their birthday."
It was the truth: it wasn't actually the girls' birthday. It was their half-birthday, in fact. Both of them were still only 2 and a half. It had Beast Boy's idea to have the party early. It would be a terrible strain on both of the women to have to plan a birthday party while being 8-months pregnant, and of course the men couldn't be trusted with the responsibility, so they had to have it early. Raven, reluctant, agreed to have it a month or so before the girls' birthday, but Beast Boy thought it would be so cool to have it on their half-birthday, so here they were.
"Yeah," replied Raven absently, "It kind of does."
All of the sudden their voices were swallowed up by the immense singing that was now taking place. Raven and Beast Boy joined in on wishing their daughter and good-as-niece a happy half-birthday and when the song was done, the cake was cut. They had gotten a picture cake, and the picture was of Joan and Annie when they were a month old, lying together with their eyes closed in pretty dresses (Joan in red and Annie in a dark emerald green). Everyone "ooed and awed" over the picture as they began eating happily. Joan and Annie begged Raven to let them open the presents and she finally gave in.
"Tank you mommy!" yelled Joan as she opened the present from her parents. Starfire, who had helped her open it a little, whispered "and daddy" in the girls ear which she repeated enthusiastically. The present was an "I'm a Big Sister" book (which when asked Beast Boy promised to read to her), a pretty blue dress, and a new teddy bear.
As the presents were finished, the girls got their cake and everyone finished eating while they all chatted. As the party's fun slowly dimmed, the guests (which included most of honorary titans and other friends of the two couples) slowly left and eventually so did Cyborg and after him Robin and the Grayson gals.
"Rae…" said Beast Boy, laughing and pointing at Joan, "I think she might need a bath!"
Raven looked down at her daughter and held back laughter of her own. The girl was covered almost literally from head to toe in vanilla icing from her birthday cake. She giggled happily.
"Joan!" exclaimed Raven, smiling and picking up the little girl, "That's a brand new dress, baby!"
Joan giggled as her mother carried her to the bathroom. Because for Joan, it was the best fake birthday ever.

A/N: Yes, the best fake birthday ever. Well, I hope you liked this chapter. Hopefully I'll update soon (We get off half-day on Wednesday and have Thursday and Friday off for Thanksgiving, so I'll have a little time), but this time I'm not making any promises! Well, I will make one. I promise that if I don't receive lots and lots of reviews I won't update. Teehee. Review, please! Oh, and by the way, with the odd assumption that you could care less, I found out today that the name Brandon means "little Raven"! I never knew that before! How scary is that? Mucho l'amor!