Hey, I got really excited Tuesday, but yesterday y'all let me down. I got one PM, and that was it. Zero reviews, Zero new fallowers, and Zero new favs. Was the last chapter bad? Please tell me if it is, so I can fix the problem. I got so bored, not having anything to read from all of you. Well here, I guess I will give you this chapter so your not wondering anymore, and leave you off on a new one.

Chapter 9

"Mrs. and Mr. Baskerville, how are the newly weds doing?" He asked rubbing everything in my face, but I continued to smile.

"I don't think we realize what we were getting ourselves into." I confessed, I couldn't lie to a holy man, what kind of lady would I be then.

"Oh, I thought you might say that. I too have something to get off my back," The pastor said, "You and Oz aren't really married."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I said, too happy to care about staying ladylike. I began jumping up and down in my heels, and clapping my hands. How wonderful was this. Plus, Oz can't do any thing about it. Though from what he said next I don't think he would want to.

"So Echo and I can get back together?!" He asked excitedly.

"If that girl is foolish enough to take you back. Your nothing, but a young cheating..." I said, but Echo came running in, pushing me aside, and jumping into Oz's arms. He twirled her around, and let her stand on her own afterward. Of course, she was that foolish. They were quite cute together though. She was frowning, and looked depressed, while Oz was smiling, and looked like he drank eight cups of coffee.

"I thought it wouldn't last long so I didn't tell you that Oz is too young to get married with out guardian permission. I figured after all you said about Oz..." He started, and finished behind the door I slammed shut.

"What was he about to say?" Oz asked.

"Just saying how much I think of you as another adopted brother." Which now that I think about it I do. I might think he is annoying sometimes, but I guess if I need him to be, he would be there for me. I have been so upset lately I haven't been able to let that through my mind, nor could I keep in my stronger emotions.

Gilbert came running in panting. "Alice... Baby... It's time."

"Eek!" I screeched cheerfully. I ran to the couch where Alice laid, and grabbed her hand. She had a big chicken leg on her chest, and she was screaming and yelling.

"Doesn't she look adorable when she is in pain?" Break laughed from my chair.

"Shut up, and make this stop! Why don't somebody get me some wine, or that whiskey stuff, and I'll drink away the pain!" She cried out between screams.

"Are you joking?! That is what caused this in the first place, and your not getting any alcohol until that baby is out of your body!" I said putting my hands on my hips, acting more like a mom than a sister.

"Oh my lady, no alcohol for her or Gil Gil until they can control themselves better with it. I don't want to raise two of his kids. Your lucky you love him so much or I would have let the mad-hatter take care of him for good." Break laughed, his face looked evil, and I thought it was the cutest thing. In a sisterly way that is.

"Shut up and catch this dang baby!" Alice cried out again.