A/N: In this chapter Kim has a baby! YAY! Then Jake and Nessie get to go on their honeymoon! YAY! This chapter is extra long just for you guys! Please enjoy! READ & REVIEW!!!

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Jared walked into the hospital hallway with exadurated slowness. A shaky smile spread across his face. "It's a boy!" he announced.

Everyone cheered. I jumped up and hugged Jared excitedly.

"Congrats, man," Quil said from behind me, reaching around to pat Jared on the back.

Everyone started talking at once. I made my way through the crowd and silently slipped into Kim's hospital room. In her arms was a small blue bundle.

I slowly walked to her side and sat on the edge of the hard plastic chair.

Kim smiled up at me. I beamed back at her. "He's beautiful," I murmur. "Do you know what you're going to name him?"

"Alex." she stated quietly. "Alexander Daniel Frowely." (A/N: pronounced; Fro-lee. Their last name as of now.)

Friends and family started following in through the door, crowding the small hospital room. I spot Quil in the crowd and head over to him, Kim's mother instantly takes my empty seat.

"Alex." I say to my husband.

Quil looks distracted, staring at the joyous scene in front of him, his expression far away and reminiscent. He mumbles, still not looking at me, "Hmmm... oh yeah.... Alex. Jared told me."

"What's wrong Quil?" I ask, building concern squeezing my throat. I anxiously grab at his arm.

He finally shifts his gaze to my worried expression. He smiles slightly, easing my tension immediatly. "Nothings wrong," he murmurs, "I was just thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

"That maybe we should have another child," he nearly whispered, his words were so tender. His eyes were glued to mine as a smile spread slowly across my face.

"Well duh," I murmured, stretching up on my tippy toes to kiss him.

His arms wind around my waist and he pulls me against his broad chest, I rest my head against him, smiling as big as I can. "I love you."

"I love you too," Quil murmurs then presses his lips to mine again.

I pull back and yawn. "What time is it?"

Quil chuckles softly as he checks his watch. "Two o'clock in the morning," he answers.

"Crap we left Kelly there with QJ four hours longer than we were supposed too." I can't believe I'd completely forgotten about the thirteen year old girl babysitting our eleven month old son. What is wrong with me?

Noticing the expression on my face, Quil trys to console me. "Claire, its all good. I called her when we got here to tell her we'd be late."

"Oh good," I sighed heavily. "Don't know what I'd do without you Quil."

He chuckled softly and steered me out of the packed delivery room. "I couldn't do without you either Claire," he murmured, as we strode through the hallway, his arm around my waist and mine his.

It was nearly two thirty in the morning by the time we got home. We were walking up the pathway to the front door when Quil snorted. "What is it?" I question.

"Li'l Q's not making it easy for Kelly," he said chuckling. I could tell he was listening to what was going on in the house. He rolled his eyes at what he heard.

My eyebrows lowered in suspicion as I twisted the doornob and pushed the door open.

I gasped. Toys and diapers-both dirty and clean-littered the floor and baby food was smeared over every surface. In the middle of it all was Kelly-covered in food and dirt- trying to dodge the things li'l Q was throwing at her.

"Quil!" I yelled and rushed over to my baby. He smiled up at me as I quickly scooped him up off the floor and craddled him against my chest, coating myself with his guck in the process.

"C'mon Kelly," Quil said to the frightened girl, "I'll drive you home."

She just nods, her eyed wide, breathing shallow.

After they leave, I silently look around the room. We'll never be able to get a babysitter now, I thought to myself, just look at this place. I sighed heavily and took my child to the bathroom.

By the time I was done bathing li'l Q and had tucked him into bed, Quil had already come back and had started cleaning up in the kitchen. I quickly changed out of my ruined dress and into my silk pajamas. Well it was actually more like lengerie.

"We'll never be able to leave the house again without taking him with us," I mumbled to Quil, who was trying to scrub mashed peas and carrots off the wall.

"Next time we'll just have to get someone who actually nows how to take care of the little monster," Quil reasured me.

I continued, "I mean, I'd really like to have another child but could we really handle that right now? Quil Jr. will be a year old next month, I don't want to but maybe we should wait another year, have another when he's two." I pout as I finish my speech.

Quil comes over and wraps his arms around me. "Claire," he murmured, "Do you want to wait to have a second child?"

"Well, no but-"

"But nothing," he interrupts. "We can handle it. We can do anything together." And with that he took my face in his warm hands and kissed me, slowly at first, but as the kiss deepend his lips became more rough. There was a sense of urgency and yearning in the way his lips moved against mine.

After a couple minutes of passionate kissing, Quils pulls back to grin deviously at me. I giggle in response as he bends over to swoop me up into his arms. I pull his mouth anxiously back to mine, as he takes me to our room, big mess of a house, all but forgotten.

Quil dropped me on the bed and climbed on top of me. His lips once again met with mine. His hands trailed down my sides until he reached my hips. His mouth moved to my ear. "With the way your dressed, one could get the idea that this was your plan all along," he whispered seductively.

I giggled pleasurably as I started to unbutton the shirt of the tux that Quil was still wearing.

I woke late. The sun was already high in the sky. Noon, perhaps. I pulled on jeans and a t-shirt before looking back at the bed. Quil's side was empty. So I set off in search of him.

I walked into the kitchen, expecting to see the mess from last night, but instead was surprised to find it perfectly clean. Not a single toy or food splatter in sight. I smiled and continued into the living room.

Quil was sprawled out on the couch snoring loudly. He must be exhausted, Quil only snored when he was really tired, and I've never heard him get this loud before. He ran patrol this morning at seven, I remembered, and after little sleep before, no wonder he's tired.

I walk back into the kitchen to get myself some breakfast. On the counter was a note.

Claire,

Gone on patrol. Li'l Q is with your parents.

Thought we could spend the day together.

Love, Quil xoxo

I smiled. He must have wrote this before leaving and was too tired to stay awake by the time he got back. I shook my head and set the note back down.

After eating breakfast and taking a shower, I skipped back down the hall to the living room. I turned the corner and was surprised to find Quil awake.

"C'mere, Claire Bear," he murmured.

I site next to him on the couch and he immediately puts his arm around me, almost as if its a reflex.

"I got your note," I told him, a teasing smile on my face.

"I'm sorry Claire," he muttered, "Can't believe I fell asleep."

"Don't apologize," I told him, "You need to get some sleep too."

He he bent down to gently place a kiss my forehead.

The next two weeks went by easily. Me, Quil and our son lived life day to day. And I realised that we would be able to handle another child. Quil ran patrol for three hours every other day, during which I would take care of Li'l Q. I got a job as a receptionist at the hospital, thanks to Carlisle, and was working in the morning three days a week.

I got up on Saturday and said goodbye to Quil and Li'l Q. I was heading over to Nessie and Jake's new house-built specially for them by Esme- the rest of the girls were heading over there to hang out. Jake and Nessie just got back from their honeymoon and we were all interested in hearing what went on.

I got there last. Emily, Kim, Leah, Rachel, Alice, Rosalie, Bella and of course, Nessie, were all lounging out in the living room.

Nessie ran over to me the second I walked in the door. "Oh thank God you're here Claire," she panted. "Save me!"

"What exactly do you need saving from?" I laughed.

"They won't leave me alone," she whined. "They want to know about every tiny detail of mine and Jake's honeymoon."

"Um, Ness... Thats kinda why we're here." I laughed again as I sat down next to Alice.

She smiled dazlingly at me and tittered a high pitched giggle. "That's what I thought too Claire," Alice said, "But Nessie won't tell us anything."

Bella spoke up for the first time, "Edward was a mess the whole time he was so worried about what you guys were doing and if something happened to you." She rolls her eyes theatrically and shakes her head.

Alice giggles. "Yeah, he kept asking me to try and spy on you guys," she tells Nessie, "He knows I can't see you guys."

"Lucky you," Bella mumbles.

Alice shrieks, "Hey! I didn't try to spy on you guys!" she defended herself.

"I know Alice, I'm only kidding," Bella murmured, putting her her arm around Alice's tiny shoulders and resting her head against Alice's spikey black hair.

"So," said Rachel, trying to turn the conversation back to its original topic. "What did you and Jake do Nessie?"

Nessie's cheeks flame to a bright crimson. "Er... We hung out.... went swimming alot..... er, we just enjoyed each others company." she mumbles looking down at her hands, twisted together in her lap.

"Sure, that's all you did Ness," Leah laughed.

"We've told you all about our honeymoons," Emily reminds her.

"Well," Rosalie mutters, "for the most part."

Everyone but Alice and Bella shoot her quizzical looks, they just burst into hysterical giggle fits. We all exchange confused glances.

"What?" Rose said. "I didn't want to scar her for life with kinky tales of her aunt and uncles post marital endeavores." She sounds very formal as she speaks this but when she finishes, her face cracks into a sly smile. Her silvery peal of laughter joins with Alice and Bella's giggles.

Bella controled herself momentarily and said, "Yeah, Rose, never tell her that story."

Nessie's cheeks are turning an even brighter scarlet.

"Seriously, Nessie," Kim said soothingly, "It's really no big deal. We all understand here. I mean c'mon, you're newlyweds, you didn't just sit there and talk the whole time."

"Well," Nessie hesitates as her mom and aunts try to compose themselves. "Yeah we did..... that." She examines her fingernails as an excuse not to look at us.

"And..." Rachel prompts her.

"I don't want to say anymore 'cause they'll-" she points accusingly at her aunts, "-think about it with my dad around and then uncle Emmett and uncle Jasper will find out and so will Gramma Esme and Grampa Carlisle and Em and Jaz will tease me and it'll be so awkward if I go home to visit, which I plan to do frequently." She took a deep breath after finishing her run-on speech and frowns at us.

"C'mon-" Leah starts, but is cut off.

"Nope. End of story. How 'bout I take you all on a tour of the house."

And with that she gets up, headed for a hallway, she bekons for us to follow her.

We all let out a collective sight.

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A/N: I am SO, SO, SO SORRY that I took so long. This story is getting alot harder to write then it was in the begining. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, REVIEW!!! By the way, this is the longest chapter so far. Don't you think that deserves lots of reviews?