A/N: okay, so I owe all of you the biggest apology of life! My goodness, I did not realize that I hadn't updated in this long. I didn't forget about you guys. Let's just say, life has been absolutely crazy since the last time I updated. I'm pretty sure I haven't had time to breathe…wait, nope I just checked and I took a breath, so I lied; sue me! Enough of my rambling and I hope all of you accept my sincere apologies! I will try to not let it happen again!

And on with chapter seven…woot woot!

Disclaimer: wait, let me check my bank account…nope, I still own nothing, nada, zilch. Okay I think you get the point!

Nathan's POV

As I walk back into the house, shutting the door behind me, I open the letter. As I open the envelope that encases the mystery, my mind is racing a mile a minute trying to see if I can figure out what the contents of the envelope are. I finally give in and rip the envelope, not being able to contain my anxiety any longer.

My fingers tremble with fear and anticipation as they tear at the envelope trying not to tear the precious content.

Come on man, get a hold of yourself! Stop being such a pansy and open the god damn envelope! It may not even be any thing important! The old lady next door...Mrs.….what the hell is her name? Mrs. McKarlen? Mrs. McLaren? Yeah, McLaren! That's it! Often leaves us letters informing us about the newest gossip…like we really care! I think, as I force myself to calm down and think rationally before jumping to conclusions. Something Haley would have made me do if she was here.

Finally I have freed the letter from the envelope and I hastily start reading. My eyes bulge to the size of saucers as I continue down the page, darting from line to line, word to word. My eyes and head lift away from the page, as I run a hand over my face and let this new information sink in.

Haley's POV

I sit here in my "bed" wrapped in the paper thin and sand paper soft blankets that were so kindly provided to me and involuntarily shiver. This has got to be one of the coldest days of the year! I rub my hands over my very slight baby bump, trying to keep my baby warm.

Apparently these people don't know how to turn on the heat. Maybe I should offer? I think, but I think better of it after thinking it through and realizing it may make them more pissed.

All I want right now is to be wrapped up in my husbands arms. No matter how cold it is, he's always warm. I allow my mind to wander to last year around this time when our furnace broke.

Flashback

Why? Why, today of all days did our furnace decide that enough was enough, that it had paid its dues and owed us no more? As I'm sitting on the couch by the crackling fireplace in my warmest sweats covered in a fuzzy blanket, I can't help but to wonder what I had done in a previous life that was so bad that the gods decide to break my furnace on the coldest day of the year.

All I can do is sit here and wait.

About an hour later Nathan arrived home and immediately set to work trying to fix it, but eventually gave up. Stating that "we didn't have the right part." Which is code for "I have no clue what the hell I am doing, and will screw it up even more if I continue to try."

Nathan walks over to the couch and effortlessly picks me up while he gets himself seated and then lowers me onto his lap and winds his muscular arms around me.

"Where's Jordan?" He whispers in my ear, as he starts kissing down the side of my neck.

"She's at Karen's remember? Lily and Jordan were having their play date, sleepover thingy tonight." I remind him "and it's a damn good thing too, it's too cold for her to be in this house all night."

"Right. Look baby, why don't we sleep down here tonight its warmer by the fireplace?"

"Okie dokie." I say with a yawn.

"I love you"

"Love ya too" I say as I snuggle further under the blankets and further into my husbands warm body, my back against his chest, his arms around my body protectively.

End flashback

Exhausted from all shivering I have been doing all day I feel my eyes start to get heavy and I eventually give in and start another restless night's sleep.

Nathan's POV

"Luke, man you gotta get your ass over here!" I say into the phone.

"What going on man?"

"Seriously dude, just get over here!" I argue.

"Alright! I'm on my way!" He concedes.

Ten minutes later I hear a knocking at my front door and after a quick check to make sure Jordan will be safe by herself while I let him in; I'm at the door thrusting the letter at him.

"Here, read this!" I exclaim.

"Alright, alright!" Lucas says with a sigh as he snatches the paper up and begins reading.

A minute or so later, Lucas looks up at me, with an expression that could have mirrored my own fifteen minutes earlier.

AN 2: I hope you all enjoyed reading and pls review! I thought my fellow Canadians would enjoy the little bit about the cold, considering how cold it has been the past little while. At least where I live anyways.