A/N: Sorry I had to repost it, I posted... then read it over and then decided to change a few things.... hopefully for the best!

Ryan and Taylor were sitting in bed watching tv and enjoying a rare quiet moment a a week before Halloween. Ryan's arm was curled around Taylor, and his hand rested gently on her swollen belly. The baby was due in December and Ryan had started to worry about what the stress of planning their enormous Thanksgiving dinner would do to Taylor, but so far, she had taken it all in stride and told him to quit worrying.

Ryan, of course, could do no such thing when it came to his wife so he had asked Kirsten to come the week before Thanksgiving to help Taylor get the house ready.

Seth sent frequent pictures via camera phone of Summer and her expanding waistline to Ryan, much to Summer's dismay since they usually included text that said things like "SUMMER GAINED FIVE POUNDS" which was too much information as far as Summer was concerned. Seth had also started calling Ryan to discuss what car they should get to be more "family friendly." Summer's two- seater convertible just wouldn't cut it and Seth's car was nearly fifteen years old but he was deeply fond of it- something about being the first car he had ever had sex in... Kirsten and Sandy had actually bought it for him as a graduation present, with the intention that he should drive it back to California. He had never made the trip, and had instead settled in NYC with a job. Summer had already been working in NYC for a non- profit. They lived in a two-bedroom apartment in Brooklyn where Sophie, who was in school in New Jersey, was a frequent visitor on the weekends.

Taylor suddenly turned to Ryan, "I forgot all about Caitlin's boyfriend!"

"She has a boyfriend?" Ryan asked.

Taylor gave him a look of annoyance, clearly he was supposed to have known this information, "Yes, Bullit's son, Spencer."

"Spencer as in..." He cocked an eyebrow at her.

"That was a long time ago." Taylor said matter-of-factly, and Ryan realized he was supposed to let the subject drop.

"Right, right..." Ryan sighed. "So that's what- 19?"

"Unless we're forgetting someone."

"I think we're good, unless you want to just go ahead and invite the whole neighboorhood."

"Very funny Ryan," Taylor snuggled back in next to him. "By the way, do you know what Craig's planning to do on Halloween?"

"Trick-or-treating?" Ryan suggested.

"Ryan, he's too old for that." Taylor reminded him.

"Yeah, I know."

"So?"

"So what?"

"Well, I think him and Nick are planning something."

"I'll take them to the movies or something that night. Pizza. Keep them entertained and off the mean Newport streets."

"Ryan..." Taylor moaned.

"What?"

"I swear, you get more like Sandy every day..."

"You say that like it's a bad thing." He smiled down at her.

"Nope," She turned her face towards and he leaned down and kissed her.

"Pizza and a movie?" Craig looked at Ryan like he had just suggested that maybe they should start holding hands when crossing the street. "Ryan, that is so lame."

"Do you have something better in mind?" Ryan challenged.

Craig opened his mouth to respond then shook his head and looked down at the ground, "No."

"We'll take Nick too."

"Nick's not gonna wanna do something baby'ish like that."

"How is pizza and a movie baby'ish?"

"Because you'd be coming with us." Ryan sighed. He'd never felt this sort of aversion to activities with Sandy and Kirsten, like they were too uncool to come along, although he knew that Seth had had this sort of evisceral reaction.

"Well, you can't go by yourselves."

"Why not?" Craig challenged him.

"Because... Because it's Halloween," Ryan said, knowing how lame that sounded.

"So you just don't trust me?"

"Craig..." Ryan sighed.

"How about Trey?"

"What?" Ryan asked, slightly flabbergasted.

"Trey could take us."

"He could, but he's not going to." Ryan crossed his arms.

"Why not? He's an adult."

"Yes, but... Look man, he doesn't know about kids. I don't trust him with you and Nick. Besides, he's older than I am, how is he cool?"

"Yeah, but he's not all..." Craig didn't finish the sentence, "Is it just because I fell off surfboard that time?"

"Just? Craig, you could have gotten seriously hurt!"

"But I didn't! And it wasn't Trey's fault! I was the one who decided to ride that wave! Trey had nothing to do with it- so stop blaming him!" Ryan sighed, he had a sinking feeling he wouldn't win this argument. He had tried to keep Trey and Craig apart but with Trey coming over about once a week for dinner it was hard. Plus, the two just bonded. Maybe it was their similar history. Or that Trey reminded Craig of a more- fun (although older) Ryan. Ryan sighed, when had he become just so uncool? Somewhere between work and family it must have happened. He sighed.

"Alright, I'll talk to Julie."

Craig made a face, "You think she'll say no."

"She might not," Ryan tried to keep his voice mild.

"Yeah right," Craig sighed and stalked away. "Totally unfair..."

"Life's not fair kid,"

Craig looked at him long and hard, "Like I didn't already know that." Ryan felt his heart break a little.

"I promise, I'll talk to Julie."

Craig's frown relaxed, "Really? Thanks."

"Yeah, sure." Ryan shrugged. One night out with Trey, they'd have phones. Ryan would give them an intenerary and a curfew. It'd be fine, he told himself. Just fine. But it would be better if he got Frank on board first, before they approached Julie...