They hadn't gone to bed until three in the morning, and Emma could barely sleep. She felt so happy that Emma didn't know what to do with all her excitement. With her head resting on his chest, Emma looked up at Jay's sleeping face. His chest was rising and falling with ease as he breathed steadily. He had been so gentle to her, especially while giving her that tremendous massage. Softly, Emma began to place light kisses along his chest. She could feel him move under her as she moved her body on top of him.

"What are you doing?" Jay whispered, still half asleep with his eyes closed. Emma kissed him once more before picking her head up.

"Just kissing you," Emma replied in a soft tone, "Just relax." Emma went back to placing light kisses along his chest. Raising his arm, Jay placed it on her waist, with his eyes still closed.

Sliding a bit, Emma slid onto Jay's cock, causing Jay to bring his other hand to her waist and squeeze her gently. He opened his eyes, smirking a bit at her.

"Just kissing?" Jay asked in a sly tone.

Emma tried to hide her blushing cheeks. He ran his hands up her body, and down her arms, letting his hands rest on hers, which were on his chest. Lacing his fingers with hers, Jay brought her down to him, "I need a kiss." Emma placed her lips on his, not expecting Jay to kiss her with such passion. As it intensified, Emma moaned into the kiss. The ringing of Jay's cell phone broke the kiss.

"Go ahead," Emma leaned back up, "Answer it." Jay looked at her, silently asking her if she was sure, since they were in the middle of something. "I'm sure… we'll just have to… be quiet." Emma told him. Jay smirked as he reached over for his phone.

"What?" Jay asked, keeping his tone normal. Emma looked at him for a second before closing her eyes and biting her bottom lip, riding him at a slow, steady pace. "Um, she's… sleeping." Jay watched Emma as she bit her lip to keep quiet. "Uh-huh," Jay said into the phone, now trying to be quiet too. Emma could only hear his side of the conversation, but she couldn't focus on it. "Okay," Jay watched Emma as she leaned down against his body. She slid her arms under his, holding onto the back of his shoulders. "Okay," Jay repeated, knowing that that didn't sound normal, because Emma was now breathing into his ear. Once she kissed it, nibbling on his earlobe, Jay said, "Jeez," causing Alex, who was on the other end to say "what". "Nothing," Jay said quickly, soon followed by an "Okay."

"You need… to hang… up." Emma practically panted into his ear. It was getting harder to stay quiet, and Emma lightly bit down on his skin between his shoulder and neck. "Mmm," She groaned softly into his skin.

"Okay, I will… okay," Jay tried his best to get Alex to hang up, "Yeah sure… okay… bye." Jay shut his phone and tossed it down the bed, not caring where it landed. Both of his hands were now on Emma, taking over her movements. She raked her nails down his back, enhancing both their pleasure.

"Oh fuck, Em," Jay groaned as he slammed himself into her. Gasping, Emma hit her peak, an orgasm washing over her

As it ended, Emma stayed on top of Jay, slowly regaining her breath. Stroking her back, Jay too waited for his breathing to go back to normal. He had just had sex two times in less than eight hours, and part of him still couldn't believe it.

"I love you." Emma stated against her chest. Jay stopped rubbing her back, almost lost in the moment as he wrapped his head around those three little words.

"You do?" Jay asked, unsure if he had actually heard her correctly. Emma pushed herself up, her arms now on either side of his body.

"Yeah…" Emma confirmed, "I wanted to say it last night… when we first…" Emma referred to their first act of sex, "But I decided I wanted to wait until it was actually my birthday."

"I love you too." Jay replied, giving her a warm smile. He tucked her hair behind her ear as she brought her lips to his.

Emma slid off Jay, now lying beside him. She sighed in happiness. It was too bad that Emma would have to leave, that they would have to get out of bed at all. Jay kissed her cheek and got out of bed, heading off to go to the bathroom. Emma was facing away from the doorway, so Jay saw no need to put any clothes on. She was too busy in her own head, too busy thinking about how perfect everything is. When Jay came back into the room, he slid himself across the bed, lying close to Emma once again.

"Who was on the phone?" Emma asked as she rolled over to face him. He watched as the sheet hugged her naked body.

"Alex," He answered simply, pulling his eyes off of her. She blushed slightly and looked away. "She wanted to make sure I brought you back to your house."

"Well, then I guess we should get going." Emma moved to the edge of the bed; reaching around until she found Jay's t-shirt from last night. It fell down her body before she unwrapped the sheet that was around her. Standing up, Jay's shirt fell to Emma's thigh. She walked out of the room, grabbing her overnight bag as she went. Jay watched her leave, secretly wishing he didn't wear his shirts so baggy. After a couple minutes, Jay heard the water running. Smirking, Jay got out of bed, walking into the bathroom. Emma was already in the shower, standing underneath the warm water, just letting it cascade down her body. Jay pulled the shower curtain back a little, watching the water fall down his girlfriend's body. Her back was to him as he climbed into the shower. Putting his arms around her, he felt Emma tense up and he let out a tiny chuckle.

"Jay!" Emma pushed him lightly, but he kept his arms locked around her waist. His lips made their way to her neck, kissing her gently. Settling herself against his body, Emma closed her eyes. She hadn't felt this great in a long time. Jay's lips made their way up her neck, across her jaw line, and stopped at her lips. As they kissed, Jay moved his hand to her stomach, allowing his fingertips to rub across the smoothness of her belly. Placing her hands over his, Emma gently ran her fingers over his.

After an almost innocent shower, Jay and Emma got out. Wrapping a towel around his waist, Jay gave Emma a kiss on the cheek before leaving the bathroom. She finished getting ready, all except for getting dressed. Exiting the bathroom in her bra and bikini bottoms, Emma left the towel wrapped around her body and went to Jay's room to get dressed. He was sitting on the bed in jeans and his sneakers, getting ready to slip his shirt over his head, but decided not to. Instead, Jay pulled Emma over to him by the bottom of her towel. Pulling it off of her, Jay brought the half naked Emma into his lap.

"Jay," Emma began as Jay kissed her lips, down to her neck, "You know once we get to my house, we can't do this right?"

"Babe," Jay half whined, pulling his lips off of her skin. She gave him a sympathetic look and a kiss on the lips before getting up to get dressed.

"If mom and Snake find out that we had sex, they won't let me stay here anymore, nor will they let you stay at my house." Emma went on to explain.

"I know," Jay sighed. He was finally getting to fully be with Emma, and now it had to be hidden. His eyes watched Emma's movements as she dressed into a pair of shorts and a tank top. Emma turned to him, a semi-shy smile on her face.

"Ready to go?" Emma asked as she pulled the strap of her bag onto her shoulder. Putting his shirt on, Jay stood up, rolling his eyes. Emma gave him a sweet kiss on the lips and pulled him along with her.


It was quiet when Emma walked into the house, Jay following close behind. Suddenly, a light was turned on and everyone screamed 'Happy Birthday!'. Shocked, Emma smiled faintly. This is what she didn't want, but she knew her parents wanted her to have a birthday. Emma couldn't even remember the last time she had a birthday party. Thankfully, there weren't many people; Spike, Snake, Manny, Alex, Joey, Caitlin, Lucy, Craig, Angie, and a couple people Emma didn't know. Laughing to herself, Emma figured this was more of a get together for her parents more than her. Abruptly, Emma's face fell. Elizabeth. Looking around, Emma didn't see her. She pulled Spike away from the crowd.

"Mom, where's Lizzy?" Emma asked in a whisper. She was trying not to sound overly paranoid, but why would they throw her a party when no one knew that Emma had a kid.

"She's downstairs, playing with Jack," Spike gave her a soft look, telling her everything was fine, "We'll tell everyone she's a niece or cousin or something."

"I'm gonna go see her," Emma held her bag to her as she went down the stairs. There she was, her daughter, playing on the floor with some of her toys. She gave Jack a kiss on the head, as well as one to Lizzy.

"Mommy!" The little girl exclaimed, flinging her arms around Emma. Instantly, a smile appeared on Emma's face as she hugged Elizabeth.

"Hey Tink, mommy missed you so much," Emma told her. They hugged for a while before Emma sat down on the floor with Lizzy in her lap. "Are you playing nice with Uncle Jack?"

"Uncle Jack?" Craig questioned from the stairway. He was on his way down, wanting to say happy birthday to his old friend.

"Oh… Craig, hi," Emma stared at him, and then down at the little girl in her arms. "Uh…" She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to do.

"She-she's… your daughter?" Craig asked, clearly shocked, as well as confused. This was Emma Nelson. He never expected her to become pregnant, not until she was married at least, "Are you married?"

"No," Emma exhaled, "We haven't talked since you left, and a lot has happened… but yeah, she is my daughter. Lizzy, short for Elizabeth, and Lizzy, this is Craig." Emma pointed over towards Craig as the little girl looked up at him, smiling.

"She looks just like you," Craig sat down next to Emma, returning Lizzy's smile, "How old is she?"

"She's about thirteen months," Emma approximated. She looked down at Lizzy and then over to Jack, who was to preoccupied with his toys.

"Does anyone know about her?" Craig looked at Emma. He could tell this was still a pretty sore subject.

"Me, obviously, mom, Snake, Alex, Manny, Jay, and now you," Emma kissed the top of Lizzy's head and placed her hand on her hair.

"Jay… is that why he's here?" Craig got a nod out of Emma. "He's not the father, is he?"

"No," Emma shook her head, laughing a bit, "But he's been great… we've been dating for about seven months or so. Lizzy adores him."

"That's good," Craig nodded slightly, "Well, happy birthday," He smiled, putting an arm around Emma, giving her a side hug.

"Em, Manny is ready to open your gifts," Jay said as he came down the stairs. The first thing his laid his eyes on was Manning's arm around Emma.

"Jay," Lizzy smiled big. She hadn't seen him in a few days. Emma turned her head around to face him as he hid his jealousy.

"I guess we should get upstairs," Emma turned her full attention to Lizzy, "Now, you stay down here and play with Uncle Jack, okay?" Lizzy nodded her head, already picking up one of her toys. Craig got up, followed by Emma, and the three went upstairs. Emma said her hellos, giving short hugs, and talking small talk. Jay was right; Manny was bouncing up and down, wanting Emma to open up her gifts. She had only been up there maybe a half hour before everyone heard crying. Immediately, Emma raced downstairs, fearing the worst. Lizzy sat on the floor, crying, while Jack stood by a broken little snow globe that had been on her dresser.

"Sorry Emmy, I didn't mean to hit it," Jack looked upset. He didn't think his ball was going to hit anything, and Spike had already told him about playing ball in the house.

"It's okay Jack," Emma gave him a reassuring smile before going over to Lizzy. "Sweetie, shh," Emma cooed as she held her in her arms. "Let mommy look at you," Emma checked her over, making sure she didn't get cut by any pieces of broken glass. The concern for her daughter was the one and only thing on her mind, which made her oblivious to the people that, had followed her down to her room. As she rock Lizzy, Emma turned to see everyone staring at her. Everyone who didn't know about Lizzy had shock written all over their face.

"I'll get something to clean the glass up with," Alex broke the silence, turning to go back upstairs.

Everyone stood frozen in their spot, staring at Emma. She could feel their eyes burning holes into her. Lizzy had calmed down, now only sniffling every now and then and she clung to her mother. Emma was now beginning to get restless. She had to say something, or do something, anything. Alex came back down, wiping up the water from the globe. Emma set Lizzy down, and went over to help Alex. Lizzy watched the water move around a bit before looking up at everyone who was staring at her.

"Jay," Lizzy called, waddling over towards him. He came all the way downstairs, meeting Lizzy's outstretched arms. He picked her up, tossing her lightly in the air, and caught her in his arms.

"Hey kiddo," He said to her as she giggled. Everybody focused their attention on how Jay was behaving with Lizzy. It was his turn to feel eyes burning into his back. He didn't like it, not at all. His first instinct was to turn around and tell them off, but he tried to keep his composure.

"So… let's go have some cake," Spike announce out of the blue. She ushered everyone upstairs, including Jack and Lizzy. They all sat around the living room as Spike brought out the cake. Happy birthday was sung, Emma blew out the candles, and the cake was cut.

"So, she's… yours?" Caitlin asked, looking between Emma and Lizzy. Emma finished chewing the cake in her mouth slowly.

"Yeah, she is," Emma confirmed, nodding her head once. "Her name's Elizabeth, or Lizzy, and she's a little over one." She smiled over at Lizzy, who was happily getting cake all over her face.

"She's adorable," Lucy complimented. After that was said, everyone tried to push past the awkwardness, everyone except Jay, who was already overly irritated. He motioned for Emma to walk with him towards the door.

"I'm gonna get going," Jay told her, and he saw her face fall slightly, "I tried Em, I did, but there's too many people here, and I can't take all the tension." She just nodded and looked down. He gave her a kiss, "I'll see you later." Emma watched Jay leave; still staring at the closed door once he was gone. She knew he couldn't change, and she didn't want him to, but she just wanted to spend more time with him. Trying not to let it bring her mood down, Emma went back into the living room to open up presents.