Eventually, Enid was able to send Vince and Roxie home, even though Roxie was crying, and clutching Addison tightly and Vince looked like he wanted to cry.

"So what are you going to do now?" Hazel asked, suddenly appearing next to Enid, who was looking at Joey sorrowfully. "You're going to bury the little boy, I hope."

Enid looked at her sister in horror. "How can you say that? He's just a baby. You saw how upset Vince and Roxie were when they left. I can take the pain away."

Hazel pushed her blonde bangs out of her eyes and eyed her sister severely. "You know that's not right, Enid. People die for a reason. You can't just go around resurrecting anyone you want."

They stood in silence a moment and then Enid said, "All right, Hazel. I'll bury him. I promise."

Hazel nodded. "You should. You're doing the right thing, trust me. You know as well as I do that despite Roxanne's tears, it really is best if she only raises one child at a time. For Addison's sake and her own."

"Just go," Enid said tersely. "You've made your point, now leave me alone!"

Hazel put a hand on her sister's shoulder and then disappeared.

Enid looked down at Joey and said, "Don't worry. I'm not going to let you die." She put a finger on Joey's heart and suddenly, the baby started crying loudly. "There now," Enid said. "Isn't that better? Now all we have to do is get you stronger and you'll be back with your mommy and daddy just in time for their first anniversary." She paused. "That reminds me..." She went to a mirror and changed her appearance, so she looked like Roxie instead of herself. "There you go," she said, picking Joey up. "We wouldn't want you to be confused about who your mommy is, now would we?"

When Roxie and Vince reached home, Roxie took Addie to her room. "Are you gonna come too?" She called to Vince.

Vince shook his head. "No," he said. "I don't think I will. I think I just need to be left alone for awhile."

Roxie put Addie in her room and then ran after him. "I know we're both upset by what happened, but we can't just shut ourselves away because we're upset. We have to talk about this. We have to be together and support the only child we have left." She grabbed Vince's arm and he pushed her away. "Get off me!" He snapped. "What part of 'I just need to be left alone' don't you understand?"

"All of it!" Roxie said. "How is being alone supposed to help you get through this? You need someone to support you and tell you that things are gonna be okay and that none of this is your fault!"

"No," Vince shook his head. "That's what you think you need, Roxie. Because you know in your heart that the reason Joey died is because you couldn't stop yourself from taking those stupid labor-inducing pills. Did it ever occur to you that something could go wrong with those? Did it?" He shook his head. "Even if it had, you wouldn't have listened. All you gave a damn about was your appearance. Yeah, you put on pounds when you were pregnant, but so what? Every woman does! But those are important because they help the baby grow and stay alive! Couldn't you have waited two fucking months for them to come out? No, obviously not because all you care about is yourself. You can't even put that aside for the welfare of your children and that's just sad!"

"May I remind you that having kids was your idea in the first place?" Roxie asked, feeling stung. "I don't know why you expected anything different than this to happen."

"Because I thought you would have grown up by now," Vince said. "Obviously, I was was wrong! And this is the last straw, all right? I'm done patting you on the head and telling you that all of your selfish behavior is okay. I won't do it anymore. I won't. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go and be alone."

"Fine!" Roxie yelled after him. "You're stupid and wrong and I don't need you anyway. Addie and I are perfectly all right by ourselves."

"I don't know if I want you taking her out by yourself," Vince said. "You might kill her too!"

"I will not!" Roxie replied. "I can handle it and you are so full of it and stupid if you think I can't!"

"You already called me stupid," Vince said. "Can't you think of any better insults than that?"

Roxie threw her hands up. "You know what?" She said. "I don't have to listen to this anymore. If you want to be alone, then you can be alone. That's totally all right with me." She strode to Addie's bedroom, put clothes and diapers in a bag and then picked up Addie. "We're leaving!" She said. "I'd tell you where we were going, but I doubt you'd care."

"You're right, I won't!" Vince said, refusing to meet her eyes. "Goodbye!"

Roxie scoffed and put Addie in her carrier, then took her out to the car and climbed in the driver's seat. She put her hands on the steering wheel and stared out the windshield for a few seconds before she burst into tears. "It's not my fault!" she whispered angrily. "It's not my fault! If the pills had anything to do with this, then both of them would have been dead! Addie's tiny, but she's not dead. What happened with Joey was just bad luck that had nothing to do with me." She lay her forehead against the steering wheel for a moment, hot tears running down her cheeks until Addie's cries brought her back to herself.

"It's all right," she said, climbing in the backseat, removing her shirt and feeding her daughter. "It's gonna be okay. See? We're good right now."

Addie stopped crying and locked eyes with her. When she'd finally had enough, Roxie put her shirt back on, got Addie strapped in again and finally, after taking several deep breaths, managed to back out of the garage and drive away from the house. After pondering where to go for a few minutes, she decided to go see her mother. She figured Selina could use the good news and help her with the bad.

"Oh, my god," Selina said when she opened the door in response to the knock and saw Roxie on the other side. "What are you doing with that baby, Roxanne?"

"This is my baby," Roxie said quietly. "This is Addie."

"Oh, it is?" Selina asked. "Well, why don't you come in? There's no use in the two of you being out here."

Roxie came in and sat down on the sofa. A tear fell down her cheek, but she wiped it away quickly, hoping her mother hadn't seen it.

"So, how is it that you have her now?" Selina asked. "You got pregnant around the same time I did and for god's sake, look at me!"

Roxie shut her eyes tight. "I don't know if I can answer that yet," she said.

"What do you mean?" Selina asked. "Did something happen? You can tell me."

Tears spilled again as Roxie said, "I screwed up, Mom. I really, really screwed up. See, two months ago, Vince and I went to this dinner that his boss was throwing. He told me that I had to behave myself because his boss was thinking about giving him a promotion. I tried to be good, but then this bratty little kid called me fat and a bunch of other kids started throwing food at me and I just...I just lost it. I couldn't stand being so fat, so I...I started taking supplements and stuff that promised they would make me go into labor earlier."

Selina's eyes widened. "Roxanne, what were you thinking? You shouldn't do that under any circumstances!"

Roxie nodded. "I know that, Mom! Don't you think I know that? Anyway, I woke up and my part of the bed was covered with blood and so Vince drove me to Enid's and Enid decided that the best thing for the babies would be for me to have them early. She cut me open and pulled Addie out and she was tiny, but fine. And then, when she pulled our little boy out...She told Vince and me he was dead!" She handed Addie to Selina just in time for a big breakdown. She began sobbing in earnest, which made Addie start crying too.

"What in the world is going on in here?" Elijah asked. Selina turned. "Roxie just needs to cry herself out," she told him, cuddling Addie against her.

"Why?" Elijah asked.

Selina sighed. "She lost one of the twins. The little boy." She held up Addie. "Here's the other one."

"Oh," Elijah said. His voice was subdued. He came and put a hand on Roxie's shoulder. "Roxanne, I am so sorry." Roxie looked up at him for a moment, then threw herself in his arms and continued to sob.

"And that's only the beginning," she sniffled when she could finally get a breath. "Vince says that what happened to Joey is my fault! He just refuses to consider any other options. He doesn't know for certain it was my fault. I mean, it's a possibility, I don't deny it. But to blame me completely is just so, so-"

"Don't be too hard on him," Selina advised. "He's just as broken up about this as you are, and he knows in the deepest part of himself that he might never have a definite answer about why Joey died. Blaming you for the moment is a coping mechanism. It gives him an answer even if that answer isn't accurate."

"So he'll get over it eventually?" Roxie asked.

"Yes," Selina nodded. "Just give him time, let him process, and then eventually he'll realize that the best way to heal from Joey's loss is to spend time with you and Addie rather than just being by himself. I don't know how long that will take, though."

"When you were growing up, babies died all the time, right?" Roxie asked Selina.

"Yeah," Selina said. "Well, maybe not all the time, but with a greater frequency than they do now. My mother had two or three miscarriages when I was growing up and that was one of the reasons why my stepfather was such a jerk to her. He was a very insecure man and it just angered him to no end that he had to live in a house with another man's child and he couldn't father any living children of his own. But that was for the best. He was horrible and didn't deserve to have children." She looked at Roxie guiltily. "But I digress."

Roxie sighed. "It's all right, Mom. You tried, anyway. And I feel a little better."

"I know what might help," Elijah said. He left Roxie and Selina and came back a few minutes later, holding Gregory. Then he plunked him down in Roxie's lap. "There you go," he said.

"Do I get to keep him?" Roxie asked, half-joking. "Are you giving him to me?"

"Well, no," Elijah said. "But you can come over and see him whenever you want. And you can bring Vince too, when he's ready. I know it's not the same as having a boy of your own but it's something."

Roxie nodded. "Thank you," she said quietly and almost broke down again when Gregory cuddled against her. "And to think, when I first saw him, I was mean to him," she said quietly. But Gregory seemed to have forgiven her.

"So, how long until you have yours?" Roxie asked Selina.

"My due date is around my birthday, Halloween," Selina said. "Well, that's what Astrid said anyway. And as fun as it would be to share my birthday, the day itself is a bit inconvenient, because Alistair and Astrid are gonna be out of town at their witch convention thing, so if I go into labor, Astrid won't be able to help me."

"You could always go see Enid," Roxie said. "You've done it before."

"Yeah," Selina nodded. "I know that. But Enid makes your uncle uncomfortable, so that's why we called Astrid when Gregory was born."

"If there was no other choice, I wouldn't mind Enid delivering our baby, but you have to admit, it's not exactly charming to have to admit to your child that they were born in a bar," Elijah said. "I would prefer not to have that discussion."

"Adrian was born at the bar," Roxie said. "He knows that and it doesn't bother him."

"Well, Adrian is not my child, is he?" Elijah asked.

Roxie finally managed a small smile. "My god," she said. "You are such a snob! It won't necessarily bother your kid to hear that she was born in a bar, but it will bother you to tell her, won't it?"

Elijah stiffened. "I don't see anything wrong with insisting that my child be born in a clean, safe environment. If that makes me a snob, I will gladly accept that." He sniffed.

Roxie reached for Addie. "I can take her now, Mom," she said.

"If you want, you can stay here until you and Vince sort out things between the two of you," Selina said.

"Thanks," Roxie said. "But I think that would be a bit much, I mean, you've got Gregory, and soon you're gonna have another baby, and to put Addie and me in with that, well, I would feel like I was intruding." She gently removed Addie from Selina's arms and cuddled her again.

"Well, if you don't stay here, then where will you go?" Selina asked.

"I don't know," Roxie sighed. "But I'll find a place."

Roxie looked up at the front door of her father's house. "I can't believe this is what I've been reduced to," she said. "It's going to kill me." But then she looked down at Addie. "I'm only doing this for you," she said. "I don't want you to grow up in the streets."

Taking a deep breath, she put Addie's bag over her shoulder and picked up her carrier, then knocked on the front door. As she suspected would happen, Caroline was the one who answered the door.

"Oh, my god, you have a baby!" Caroline said. "Did you bring her over to visit? I thought you were having two babies."

"I did," Roxie said, her eyes narrowed. "But the other one died, okay? Can I just come in without talking about it?"

"Oh," Caroline said, blushing a little. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. Sure, come in."

"Thank you," Roxie said and followed Caroline inside. "Pick any room you want," Caroline told her. "It's not like we're using them."

"And to answer what will probably be your next question, my husband and I are fighting at the moment because he thinks that our son dying is my fault and he said he needed some time alone, so I thought it would be best if I left for a bit," Roxie said.

"You didn't have to tell me that," Caroline said. "It's none of my business." She opened a door that led into a bedroom with the walls painted burnished gold with a large, white canopy bed. "Will this work for you?" She asked. "I'll go get something for Addie."

"How could you have something for Addie?" Roxie asked. "I just got here!"

"Well, you would have come visit us eventually, wouldn't you?" Caroline asked. "It never hurts to be prepared." She left and shut the door behind her, rendering Roxie speechless for a few seconds before she got down on her knees next to Addie. "Well, that was fairly painless," she said. "But you just wait until my dad shows up. It'll be worse. But in a good way."

She took Addie in her arms again and waited. She was changing Addie when she heard the knock on her bedroom door. "Just a minute!" She yelled, her nose wrinkling as she threw the old diaper in the extra trash can Caroline had brought her and put another one on. "I am definitely having your daddy do this when he likes me again." She managed to get Addie into another dress and then cleared her throat. "Come in!" She said.

Klaus came in a few seconds later. "Caroline told me you were here," he said. "What happened?"

"Who said anything happened?" Roxie asked. "Can't a person just come and visit?"

"Give me more credit than that please, Roxanne," Klaus said. "I want to know why you're here. Not that I'm not thrilled, but if you're having a problem-"

"Did Caroline tell you that Vince and I are having a problem?" Roxie asked. "Because she said it was none of her business."

"What was none of her business?" Klaus asked.

Roxie sighed. "We lost the other baby," she said. "And Vince is having trouble dealing with it, so I thought it would be best to leave him alone for awhile. Mom and Uncle Elijah offered to take me and Addie in, but I figured if you added us into that house along with Gregory who's not even two and the other baby that they're gonna have, it would be too much, so I declined the offer and told Mom I'd be able to find somewhere else to stay."

"And you came to me?" Klaus asked. "Roxanne, I'm touched."

Roxie nodded. "Yeah, well...you're welcome. And it's me who should be thanking you."

Klaus shook his head. "You won't be an imposition," he said. "You don't have to thank me. I'm happy to do it. In fact, now that you're staying, you should probably go call your mother so that she knows you're all right."

Roxie nodded and then looked at Addie. "Would you mind watching her for a minute or two while I call Mom?"

"Of course," Klaus said. Roxie left and went to call her mother, leaving her father and daughter alone.

As soon as Roxie was gone, Klaus looked down at Addie. "It doesn't surprise me that you lived," he said. "Your mother is strong and so are you." He took Addie's little hand and kissed it noting kind of sadly how the dress she was wearing was almost too big for her. When Roxie came back, he let Addie go only reluctantly.

"Mom knows now," Roxie said. "She told me she was glad I called. I tried to call Vince too, but he didn't answer the phone. I guess it's too soon. I'll try again in a few days."

"Or I could go over to your house and have a chat with him," Klaus said. "All you have to do is say the word, Roxanne."

"That's sweet," Roxie said. "But I really don't think it would help anything. I'll be able to manage, really."

"If you say so," Klaus said, looking a little let down. He'd really been looking forward to giving Vince a piece of his mind.

Vince stared at the empty outlet that had once held the phone jack. How hard was it for Roxie to leave him alone? Very hard, obviously. She was upset, he knew that, but so was he and he didn't have the energy to be there for her at the moment. Sighing, he began walking restlessly through the house until he reached the blue-painted room that would have been Joey's. Steeling himself, he walked inside and sat down in the white rocking chair near the empty crib. Then, he stood up, walked a couple of steps, stared into the eyes of the smiling teddy bears and other stuffed animals he and Roxie had bought, and broke down, clutching the crib with all his might and leaving a dent in it. Finally, he reached into the crib and picked up the folded baby blanket to wipe his eyes with, then took it to bed with him 'cause he knew that somehow, it was the only thing that would help him sleep.

"So, are you ready to go out?" Matthew asked when he met Enid at the door of the club the next night. She'd turned back to her regular appearance.

"I hate to say this," Enid said apologetically. "But we won't be able to go out. Something has come up."

"Oh," Matthew nodded. "All right, I get it. Maybe some other time then."

"We don't necessarily have to scrap our entire date," Enid said. "Although what I'm about to show you will probably make you think I'm insane and that you want to end things, but I'm going to show you anyway. You wanna come in?"

"Sure," Matthew nodded. "And listen, I think I can handle whatever you throw at me. I mean, I got turned into a vampire, buried alive, turned my wife into a vampire, and had to kill my daughter so she could turn again..long story, it's hard to explain, but-"

"Oh!" Enid nodded knowingly. "Was that the time where Selina got bitten by her cousin while she was still a vampire and got turned human and stabbed? She told me about that once. What you did was very brave."

"Well, thank you," Matthew said, looking surprised. "I had no idea she talked about that."

"She brought it up in order to illustrate how great you were," Enid said.

"Now," Matthew said, looking a little embarrassed. "What have you got going on?"

Enid led him to the room in her apartment where she was keeping Joey. "This is what's going on," she said. "Isn't he cute? I have a feeling he's gonna look just like his mom."

"Lucky him," Matthew said. "You're very pretty."

"Oh, no!" Enid said. "Thank you, but he's not my baby. He's your granddaughter Roxie's baby. He was stillborn and when she found out, she was so upset that I just couldn't let him stay dead."

Matthew looked shocked. "You mean, he was dead and now he's not?" he asked. "You can just bring people back to life in the blink of an eye?"

"Yes, I can," Enid said. "But I'm not supposed to. It ruins the balance of things, supposedly, and if my sister found out what I did, I'd be in big trouble. And so would Joey, and maybe even Joey's sister, Addie. So do you think you could do me a favor and keep this to yourself?"

"Sure," Matthew nodded. "Sure, I won't say a word."

Enid nodded. "Good. So, what do you want to do tonight? Take-out and a movie?"