Title: Beyond Eden
Author: Lucy Mars
Rating: PG-13ish….
Disclaimer: Nope I don't own them…but I promise to play nicely and keep them all in one piece and return them when I'm done. Zoë and the two soon to be Cale kiddies are mine. Any name suggestions out there?
A.N: Haha…yeah I'm back! Woohoo…or not. Really depending on what you like. Well this has been completely A.U (alternative universie) since the beginning. I'm not following the story line that D.A is currently on. So you'd really have to read the story before this "Images from the Mind" and all the chapters before this to get what I'm doing. Just wanted to point that out since I've been gone for awhile. My bad I know…Anyway, I hope you like this new chapter!
Chapter #12
"My feet, oh my feet!" Max moaned from her place on the couch, "They've managed to become bigger!"
Smiling sympathetically at his wife, Logan kneeled before her feet and helped her get out of her to tight running shoes, "I'll try and find some more comfortable shoes for you, these ones seem to be too tight."
"It doesn't matter what kind of shoe you buy," Max pouted rubbing her stomach, "because my feet will manage to grow bigger then them."
"I'm sorry," Logan said rubbing her feet gently, "there's nothing I can do to make them stay one size."
Frowning at her swollen feet and somewhat puffy hands, Max sighed in defeat. Her body was doing what every other pregnant woman had gone through. She wasn't the only one who was suffering, or had suffered. "It's okay Logan, there really isn't anything anyone can do to make my feet smaller. However, don't stop what you're doing. It feels great."
"I'm glad," Logan grinned rubbing his thumb in her arch, "I guess we'll be skipping our walk today."
"Yeah," Max sighed, "I guess. Logan?"
"Yeah?" Logan asked concentrating solely on Max's swollen foot.
"Do you think that we'll be good parents?"
Looking up in surprise, Max's foot fell to the ground forgotten, "What? Why would you even ask something like that?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Max suddenly became very fascinated with her hands, "It's just that…well lately, I've been having these doubts."
"Doubts? About what?"
"What if I'm a horrible mother?" Max asked a hint of desperation in her voice, "What if I don't know what to do, and end up making a mistake?"
"Oh Max," Logan sighed getting up onto the couch and pulling her into his arms,
"you are going to be a terrific mother. Do you know how I know that?"
"No." Max said her voice muffled by Logan's sweater.
Stroking her hair slowly, Logan smiled into her chocolate colored hair, "I know that you're going to be a good mother, because you love your girls more then anything else in this world…well, besides me of course."
Laughing at his absurdity, Max snuggled in closer to Logan and held him tight, "Is that all? That's enough for you to know that I'm going to be a good mother?"
"Being a good mother is all about loving your children. Because when you love your children, genuinely love them, you are going to do everything in your power to protect them, teach them, and comfort them. That's all there is to it Max, and we both love our girls. Right?"
"Right." Max whispered smiling into his chest, "Absolutely right."
Kissing the top of her head, Logan held Max for a few more minutes before asking her softly, "Feel better?"
"Yeah."
"Good." Logan said leaning back and beaming at his misty wife. "Wait a second okay? I've got something for you."
"Chocolate?" Max asked her face lighting up.
"No," Logan laughed kissing her quickly before jumping off of the couch, "but I'll get you some since you asked so nicely. Cover your eyes."
"Oh-kay…" Max said dragging the word out as she covered her eyes. "This isn't some cruel no sugar, organic-natural chocolate is it? Cause if it is, I'm gonna have to hurt you Logan."
Rolling his eyes, Logan quickly grabbed a elegantly wrapped package from the linen closet and sat down beside Max. "All right, you can open your eyes now."
Her hands falling to her sides, Max beamed at her husband when she saw the large present. "You wrapped it and everything." Max laughed taking the present from Logan.
Watching as Max ripped the package apart faster than he every did on Christmas morning, Logan couldn't help but laugh. "Next time I'm just gonna stick a bow on the damn thing. Save me some time and effort."
Sticking her tongue out playfully, Max threw the last of the ribbon aside and looked down at the book the Logan had gotten her. Looking up at Logan with shinning eyes, Max laid a hand gently on his cheek. "You got me a baby book?"
Obviously pleased with himself, Logan couldn't help but smirk at his wife's sudden tears. "I got it for us. There are 1000 different names in that book. The saleslady said that we'd be able to find something in there that we'd like…"
Efficiently cutting Logan off, Max kissed him passionately and pinned him back against the couch. Tearing herself away, Max grinned down at Logan breathless. "Thank you."
Taking a moment to catch his breath, Logan smiled up at Max. "No problem. I'm thinking that I'm gonna get you some more random gifts from now on."
"It's the shinny wrapping paper and curly ribbon." Max deadpanned. "Gets me all hot and bothered every time."
"Well, you can rest assured that that's going to be committed to memory."
Laughing, Max wrapped her arms around Logan and kissed him soundly. "Wait…" Max panted pulling away from Logan suddenly.
"What?" Logan asked looking up at Max, "Is something wrong? Did I hurt you?"
"No, no…" Max said grinning down at her disheveled looking husband, "Where's my chocolate?"
Growling playfully, Logan pulling Max's laughed mouth back to him. Finding his own way to efficiently shut her up.
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"How about this one?" Max laughed, "Olga, it means holy."
"No," Logan laughed shaking his head, "I liked your last suggestion better."
"Koko?" Max laughed throwing an amused look at Logan, "You'd rather name your daughter Koko then Olga?"
"I'd prefer neither. There are 998 other names in the book to choose from."
"Technically 498. The other 500 are boy names."
"Picky picky." Logan said flipping through the pages randomly.
"We should probably look at the boy names too." Max said taking the book from Logan and flipping to the last half.
"No, it'd be a waste of time."
Smiling at Logan, Max rubbed her hand against his scruffy face. "Ah…I'd forgotten about your Fathers Intuition and everything. We should just go on that. A hunch you had in the middle of the night."
Raising an amused eyebrow, Logan feigned hurt. "Max! Are you mocking me?"
Laughing, Max rubbed her stomach. "You do realize if we actually have two little boys they're going to have a complex? I mean with all the fairy tales you read them and the sissy names we're picking out, our boys are definitely going to have a complex."
"Girls Max. We are having two little girls. Mini versions of me and you."
"No offense Logan," Max smirked arching around so that she could see him in the morning sunlight, "but if we do have two little girls then I hope they're mini versions of me."
"Haha." Logan laughed leaning down to kiss Max, "Funny girl."
"I know." Max said turning her attention back to the baby book. "Oh, how about Nola?"
Looking over her shoulder, Logan couldn't help but laugh. "You'd like to name one of your daughters Nola, which happens to mean white shoulders?"
"What can I say?" Max laughed, "It rolls off the tongue."
"Still, I think that that I'll still say no."
"Then what do you suggest?"
"How about…" Logan trailed off flipping through the book, "Amaryllis?"
Raising an eyebrow, Max had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. "Are you serious?"
"Why not? It means flower, and it's unique."
"I think I'd have trouble spelling that, let alone a pre-schooler." Max laughed slapping Logan playfully on the arm, "Her name alone would turn her off from learning how to spell."
"Nah, our girls are going to be extra smart. They'd be too stubborn to let a long name turn them off from learning how to spell."
"Well I think that I'll veto that name on behalf of my innocent daughter." Max laughed, "They've never done anything to you Logan, why are you being so cruel."
"Have I mentioned that I control when you get chocolate?" Logan asked grabbing a Hersery's kiss from their night stand and dangling it in front of Max. "You'd might want to be a little nicer to me."
Smirking up at her husband, Max held her hand out. "Do I need to remind you that I am 7 ½ months pregnant?"
"Can't use the 'I'm pregnant' excuse every time." Logan teased dangling the small piece of chocolate just out of Max's reach.
Smiling, Max raised her eyebrows suggestively. "Need I remind you that I decide when you have, or don't have sex Logan?"
Dropping the small piece of chocolate wordlessly, Logan smiled at his wife who had the upper hand. Not that he minded of course.
Laughing, Max quickly tore the tinfoil away and popped the small piece of chocolate in her mouth. "I thought so."
"Want another kiss?" Logan asked growling playfully.
Laughing, Max couldn't help but play along. Holding out her hands, Max closed her eyes. "What the hell Logan. Let's make out."
Letting his own grin break out, Logan let the small Hersey's kisses rain down over his wife before capturing her lips with his own. "You taste like chocolate." Logan whispered kissing a trail from her mouth to the base of her neck.
Laughing, Max couldn't help but weave her fingers through Logan's unruly hair. "I usually do."
Making his way back to her mouth, Logan grinned down at his smiling wife. "Tasty." he whispered before kissing Max soundly. Driving all thoughts of chocolate and insane baby names from her mind.
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"How about Urania?" Max asked from her spot on the counter, "It means heavenly."
Stirring the sauce, Logan couldn't help but groan. "No…not Urania. That's just cruel and unusual punishment Max."
"Ursula?" Max offered chewing on a carrot stick. "Wilma?"
"Wilma?" Logan asked laughing. "You're seriously considering Wilma as a name option for your daughter?"
"This coming from the man who liked the names Inez and Iona." Max said rolling her eyes.
"Do I have to remind you of the three day fixation you had on the name Quinne?" Logan asked smiling at Max.
"At the time it seemed like a good name!"
"Uh huh."
"But you know," Max mumbled, "I wouldn't use it now."
"Okay." Logan said not trying to hide his grin.
"Shut up Inoa boy." Max said easing off of the counter and taking the book with her.
Carrying their plates to the dining table, Logan kissed Max gently on the forehead. "Don't worry, we'll find the right names soon."
"We've gone through almost all the names," Max pouted sitting down and playing with her food. "and I'm sure as hell not naming any daughter of mine Wilhelmina!"
"I agree." Logan said taking Max's hand in his and giving it a light squeeze. "We'll find the perfect names, I promise."
Smiling softly, Max ran her hand gently over her stomach. "I hope they appreciate all the trouble we're going through to find them the perfect names."
"I'm sure they will." Logan said kissing Max's hand. "Father's Intuition remember?"
"I remember." Max laughed, "I don't think you'll ever let me forget."
A.N: *WOW…I'm back, I know. I'm just as shocked as you are! ;) I really am sorry about my four month hiatus! It's just that life has been hectic and with the recent events and me being a new yorker, this kinda got thrown onto the back burner for awhile.
Did ya' like it? Man, I'm really sorry if I offended anyone with the names thing. I didn't mean too! I got them out of this ancient baby book that I happen to have. Why I have it and how I got it will always be a mystery to me, but hey it was useful this one time. Okay, I will try an update as SOON AS POSSIBLE!!! Realize that that may not be the couple day time frame that I usually have. It's just I'm not sure where I want to go with this story. End it…or spawn another sequel with mommy Max, daddy Logan and little kiddies? Hmm…it really depends on what you guys want. Man this is long…I'm gonna go now!! ;]
Luv,
Lucy.
*Just a side note. Do you guys have any baby names suggestions? I got a ton of names I HATE, but really none that I like. Help!! ;]
