House Of Amazing. (Don't own a thing besides OCs and plot.)

Jerome and Mara now had a week old baby daughter, Fiona Grace. They loved her to bits, but when Jerome told Mara he'd quit his job because of his boss, they had no choice but to move back to England.

The flight was long and uncomfortable.

Eventually, they landed in Liverpool and caught a taxi to Anubis house. Trudy answered the door, wearing an apron.

"Hello, loves. Come on, my darlings, get yourselves inside." Trudy guided them in. "Aw, my darlings, you have a baby." She said happily.

"Yeah, we do." Jerome said.

"Lovely. Now, sit yourselves down, my loves." Trudy told them.

As she got them some food and drink, Jasper went to her.

"Hey, my perfect darling. How are you and our kicker?" He asked, holding Amada.

"We're fine. Come here, my baby." She took little Amada and kissed her cheeks. "Hello, beautiful baby."

The small baby squealed, smiling and giggling. She was now nine months, two weeks.

"Yes, my little baby." Trudy got poked in the lips, so she faked biting off the baby's finger. "Mm, yummy." She cooed, making the baby squeal.

Then little Amada cried, straining toward her mother. Trudy lay the baby against her shoulder, cuddling her.

"Nice baby." She murmured. Trudy was only a month into her second pregnancy, so she had a little more time to tell the others.

Mara smiled, then looked at Fiona. She looked up with big blue eyes.

Fiona had Mara's facial features, but Jerome's blue eyes and his dirty blond hair with his pale skin.

Everyone had gone home for summer break, but Mara had decided that she would wait to tell everyone that she had a baby of her own.

Trudy snuggled her little baby, who was a smaller size than Fiona, even though she was months older.

Fiona weighed eight pounds ten at birth and she weighed nine pounds four now.

Amada was five pounds at birth and she only weighed eight now, though Trudy said she'd started out only three pounds of weight, was only six when she was Amada's age and by the time she was one, she was only six pounds, two ounces and to look at her now.

Her mother had never been to the hospital with Trudy at all, because she had been tiny, but she was healthy. She wasn't underdeveloped, she'd been fine. She'd grown perfectly well, she'd never been ill, not even had a cold.

So her baby was tiny, but she was fully developed, she was healthy and she could do everything a nine month old baby should be able to do.

Jasper took the baby, allowing her to curl up and sleep. Fiona did the same, curling close to Mara and sleeping.

The babies slept through the meal. Victor was on holiday, so that left the six of them in Anubis house.

"So, how were things for you?" Mara asked.

"Well, Jazz got a little bit sick of the kids in that college and he decided he was going to leave, didn't you, my love?" She said sweetly.

"That's one way of putting it." Jasper said, violently spearing a bit of carrot.

Trudy rubbed his wrist gently. "Calm down, my love. It's OK. We moved back here two weeks ago." She saw Jasper spear another carrot with more force than was necessary. "Hey, now, love. Careful, you'll crack the plate. Relax a little, it's not so bad."

He looked at her and she smiled, still trying to soothe him.

Amada was eating her puree, poking it with a plastic baby spoon.

She had it in her hair, around her mouth, all over her bib and she was burbling something that sounded a little bit like Katy Perry's Teenage Dream, Baby Babble Remix.

Trudy smiled at her baby, who gave her a massive, puree covered grin. She had two teeth on her lower gum.

The grinning baby accidentally flung some puree into her dad's face, making him get furious. Trudy had to hold him down.

Mara was grinning under her hair.

"Jazz, no. She's a baby, I'm sure she didn't mean to do that." Trudy said as kindly as she could.

She wiped it off with a napkin. "There. Now, please, calm yourself, my love."

The baby smiled innocently. She made a sound that sounded like "Oops!"

Jasper shot her a look that Trudy missed. The baby stopped smiling and eating. She slumped in her seat. Trudy was confused.

"What's she doing?" She asked, worriedly. She got up and picked up her baby.

"What up with my little precious?" Trudy cooed.

Amada turned and burrowed closer, hiding herself.

"OK, apparently, you're not in the mood to talk." Trudy said, confused.

Trudy sat back down, getting a kiss from Jasper. She smiled at him, looking all soppy.

Jerome and Mara would have once made gagging sounds, but they knew now how Jasper and Trudy felt about each other.

Amada took one look at her dad and squealed, then protected herself with her mum.

"Hmm, that was odd." Trudy said.

Fiona slept, curled up to Mara. She looked just how Mara did when she slept.

Mara glowed with pride. She loved her baby as much as she loved Jerome.

Amada was hiding from her dad, protected by her very confused mother.

"Maddie, do you want your dad?" Trudy asked.

Amada squealed "No-no!" Then she pressed her face into Trudy.

Jasper understood it and felt kind of bad about it. Trudy saw the look of guilt on his face and mistook it for hurt.

"Aw, don't. She'll be fine. You watch, later on, she'll be curling up, sleeping in your arms." Trudy said sweetly.

Oh, if the innocent little cutie knew. Jasper thought. He snuggled her close, making Amada run for it. Or more accurately, crawl for it.

Trudy picked her little child up and kissed her.

Mara had been confused and Jerome was eating. They were as confused as they go.

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OK, I know I said I'd been blocked. I wrote that chapter last night, sorry. Forgot to check. :/ But here's a little something with Fiona Grace Clarke, the new little Jara baby. I hope this was enough. Review! PM me if you have ideas/ couples you wanna see more of, you know. Thanks to my wonderful reviewers, you're the best. :) Until next update, Random Dizzy. :D