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Jake's cold finally ended a week later, and he had Gail sent up an appointment for him so he could go to therapy, something he still wasn't sure about.

"This is going to be awkward," Jake whined to his mother. He knew Gail hated his whining, but at this moment he didn't care.

Gail rolled her eyes. "Your son is going to arrive in a month, Jake. Do you want to screw up his life?" Gail knew that she was playing dirty, but Jake already loved his son so much.

Jake just stared at his mother. He couldn't believe that she had already played the Jacob card. "I go, but I won't like it," he muttered.

"That's all I ask," Gail told him. She wanted her son to have some help. She had caught him crying again over Johnston and Bonnie. Eric had caught him crying over Johnston three days earlier.

"I'll be back home after work," Jake promised. He was going to go to work straight from therapy.

"What do you want for dinner?" Gail questioned. She wasn't sure what to make, but choices were still limited. All of the businesses that had been running before were just now starting to return.

"You decide," he told her. He knew Gail would make something good.

Gail smiled at him. "I love you, Baby."

Jake was ready to bolt out the door, but he stopped. "Love you too, Mom."

"We have so much work to do before the babies are born," Mimi said to Stanley. She couldn't believe how much work they had to do, and the twins wouldn't even be born for another few months.

"We still have a lot of time," Stanley told his wife. He didn't understand why Mimi was in such a rush to get the nursery done.

"But the twins may come early," she pointed out. Mimi knew that was a possibility, especially since the medical world wasn't completely back to normal.

"Let's not think about that," Stanley said. He really didn't want to think about anything that could go wrong.

"Fine," Mimi agreed. Worrying about the twins was not beneficial to her health.

"What are we going to name them?" Stanley asked. He and Mimi had no idea what they were having yet, but it was still good to pick out name choices.

"I think we should wait until my next ultrasound, when we find out the genders. I don't want to pick out six names," Mimi explained. She was so impatient that she didn't want to wait until delivery.

"Six names?" Stanley asked. Why would he and Mimi need six names?

Mimi sighed. "We don't know if we're having two boys, two girls, or one of each," she pointed out.

"Good point," he conceded. Picking out six names would be hard.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" Mimi wondered. Watching something would distract her from the nursery, and what she planned to do in there.

Stanley nodded. He and his wife sat down on the couch. They began to watch a movie a few minutes later.

"I'm huge," Emily complained to Jonah. She and her father had reconciled after Jake had left for the war, and Emily was days away from returning to her birth name of Emily Prowse.

"You are not huge, Emily". Jonah couldn't believe how beautiful his daughter looked when she was pregnant. The last time Jonah had seen such a beautiful pregnant woman had been during Lorelei's pregnancies with Emily and Chris. Lorelei's death still hurt him to this day.

"You're lying," Emily cried. Stupid pregnancy hormones. She couldn't wait until after Jacob's birth.

Jonah rolled his eyes. "I am not lying, Em. You're very beautiful now."

"He's right," Heather said. She was hanging out with Emily and Jonah until after Jake got home. She was going to talk to him.

"Wait until you get pregnant," Emily snapped. Wow, she was not in a good mood today.

"Calm down," Jonah advised her as Heather tried to stifle a laugh. Hormonal Emily was really funny.

Emily sighed. "I'm sorry," she told Heather.

"It's okay," Heather soothed. She somewhat understood what her friend was going through.

"What is my grandson's last name going to be?" Jonah asked. He really wanted to find out.

Emily smiled at her father, her mood shifting once again. "His full name will be Johnston Jacob Green III. Jake and I both decided that it would be cruel for his last name to be Prowse-Green, Green-Prowse, or any other variation out there."

"He's already a third," Heather pointed out, immediately wishing she hadn't. Who knows what Emily's reaction would be to that?

"We wanted to honor Mayor Green," Emily explained. Jake had actually been against the baby being named Johnston Jacob Green III, but she had convinced him that the name was honoring his father.

"That's so sweet," Heather said. She understood the reasoning towards it. Heather also wondered if Jacob would have a son that would become the fourth Johnston Jacob Green. That would probably be cruel.

"What was your idea for a girl's name?" Jonah questioned. He was curious, because Emily had chosen her names for a baby when she had been sixteen. They could have changed, but Jonah didn't know.

Emily sighed. "For a girl, I had two name choices: Lorelei Mariah and Veronica Jacqueline," she explained. Lorelei was such a pretty name, and it was also for her mother.

Jonah smiled at his daughter. "Lorelei is the perfect name for a future granddaughter of mine."

"Are we going to see your parents soon?" Rob asked Darcy. Darcy's parents had called three days earlier, shocking their only daughter. She thought that they had been in San Diego when the bombs went off, but it turned out that they had been in England visiting relatives. Dawn and James Harding had been unable to make it back to the United States because of suspended air travel between countries, and then hadn't been able to find their daughter after returning home.

"They're coming to see us in a few days," Darcy explained. Her parents had called again, and told her they were visiting. Both Dawn and James couldn't wait to meet their newest granddaughter.

"That's great," Rob told her. His in-laws were nice people, and he couldn't wait to see them again.

"I'm going to put Grace in her prettiest dress," Allison informed her parents. She still loved helping her parents take care of Grace.

Darcy laughed. "She may spit up on it, Ally. Wait until the last minute," she advised.

"You're going to look so beautiful," Allison told the baby. She couldn't wait to see her grandparents again. They would adore Grace.

"She is really attached to Gracie," Rob whispered. He really didn't want to see what was going to happen when Allison went off to college soon. There would be some separation anxiety.

"She's just a big sister who spoils her little sister," Darcy replied. She knew that Ally was getting a little bit too attached to Grace, but that was okay for now.

Besides, they had to prepare for her parents' visit and something always went wrong when they visited.

TBC