AN: I'm glad you enjoyed your concert! God, series 1 all seems so long ago. And omg, the pirate outfits nearly killed me. Twice. I saw it on my facebook and then I saw it on my tumblr too. I have a feeling there will be much flailing when part 2 hits us. There is a Jazza POV in the works as we speak. I'm not sure which chapter of the next series it will be. Maybe Chap 3 or 4. There's a follow up one for Jerome too. I'm also gonna throw in a Freddie POV, some Callum etc. I have mucho ideas. And OMG! Those stripper names! Ashley, I swear to god, that made my night. Honestly, I was crying :'D Patchricia is the best thing I have ever heard. Seriously. I was just about holding in the hysterics but then I had that image of Byron on the pole and I lost it. Now I will not rest easy until I figure out what he could use that eye patch for. And Giles with his cats, omfg, that was gold. Honestly, it's been a while since I laughed that hard so thank you for that! :D God, I know, right? So much teasing, not enough action. I need much more smut, asap!

Yikes

The library was quiet. It always was at Christmas. This was always when Rory managed to get access to the Wexford grounds. She could only get in for a few minutes but at least she got in. The last time she had been here, she had told Alistair that she was pregnant. Now she carried her three month old daughter upright in her arms. Regina had a new coat, one that said 'baby's first Christmas,' a gift from her Grandma Diana. Rory and Stephen loved it. As Rory's footsteps sounded through the library, Regina looked around the room with a curious smile on her face. She giggled at the Christmas decorations. She instinctively held onto her mother tightly as Rory ascended the stairs to the first floor. She moved along the stacks before stopping and peering down one. She hit the light switch.

Alistair sat on the window ledge reading. He didn't look up but instead nodded to the book. "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas," Rory replied. "I've brought someone for you to meet. She won't be able to see you but I thought you'd want to see her."

"Oh?" He said, still not looking up.

Regina cooed as she looked at the light. The baby noise caught Alistair's attention and he lifted his head to look to Rory. His eyes softened when he saw the baby. "She beautiful."

"Thank you."

"What's her name?"

"Regina."

"Nice."

Rory smiled at him as Regina giggled at something she saw through the window. Rory carefully sat down on the ground, sitting Regina on her lap. "I only have a few minutes. How's things?"

"Same old, same old."

Rory nodded as she tickled Regina's belly. She laughed and then pointed to the window. Rory moved her head to look around Alistair and saw a flock of birds outside. Babies were easily amused. She smiled. Alistair's voice came from the ledge. "What about you? How's things with you?"

"Crazy, as always. The same old crazy but now I have a baby in tow. Extra crazy."

"You enjoying it though?"

She smiled softly. "I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world."

Regina giggled in her lap again, and again pointed towards the window. Rory looked outside but the birds were gone. There was nothing for Regina to laugh at. "You're an odd one," she whispered to her.

Alistair laughed. "With the parents she has, can you blame her if she's odd?"

Rory chuckled. "No, I guess not."

She looked down at Regina who was staring at the window with a smile. "I just wonder what she's smiling at."

Alistair looked down to Regina and her smile grew wider as he did so. He frowned and swung his legs off the ledge, putting his book on the floor as he did. He stood and walked a couple of steps. Rory watched him cautiously. "Careful, don't come too close to me or-"

"I know. Boom. Rory?"

She looked up to him from the floor. "Yeah?"

"Look at your daughter."

Rory's gaze dropped to her lap and she saw Regina looking up in Alistair's direction. Her eyes narrowed in confusion. "Alistair?"

"Uh-huh?"

Rory whispered, careful not to draw her daughters attention. "Go back to the window."

Alistair took the couple of steps back and Regina's eyes followed him as he did. Then she pointed to him with a laugh. Rory's breathing grew shallow and her voice shook. "Wave."

"What?"

"Wave. She copies people."

Alistair shrugged and waved at Regina. She waved back. Alistair's attention went back to Rory. She'd gone white. "Oh my god." She looked up at him, her eyes wide. "She can see you."

Alistair sighed. "Yikes."