A/N: Hey everyone! Wow it's been a while, hua? LOL anywho, here's chapter 18!!! Yea! And I want to apologize for taking SO long to update. I promise to finish the story really soon! As for now, here's this chappie hope you like it!

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Summary: After the honeymoon (I dunno what else to say w/o giving away too much!)

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With a sigh, I collapsed backwards onto my bed. I had been completely exhausted since returning home from the honeymoon... at first I had supposed a cold, but colds normally come with runny noses, soar throats and headaches... not two weeks with bouts of nausea. So, I had changed my guess from cold to nerves. After all, Danny's campaigning was going to start on Friday, and was going to involve fancy dinners with the Aristocrats of the free world, public speaking, traveling around the country, and, of course, leaving the children home for days on end.

Suddenly I felt my muscles tighten, as a wave of nausea swept through me. I hated this feeling, and I wanted more then anything to know why I had been plagued with it for so long. Rolling slowly onto my left side, I felt a sweat break out on my forehead. You're not going to be sick, I told myself, Deep breaths... that's right, concentrate on your breathing, it's alright--

"Darling?"

I felt myself jump, startled. My stomach began to churn from the sudden movement, and thus I wasn't able to respond. I heard Danny cross the room, seconds later kneeling down beside me, a worried look written upon his face. I felt him scan me up and down, noting that one of my hands was gripping my stomach, and the other was plastered over my mouth.

"Are you alright?" He softly asked, affection spreading over his face. Gently he reached up to stroke my cheek, causing me to uncontrollably break down into tears.

"N-no..." I whimpered, "I've been f-feeling sick to my stomach since we got b-back."

"Since we've gotten back? This entire time and you didn't tell me?" He softly asked with a smile, brushing a stray piece of hair behind me ear.

I shook my head, afraid to use my mouth, worried of what might come out of it other then words.

A mysterious twinkle appeared in his eye, and he leaned forward to placed a light kiss on my forehead, "Maybe we should pay a trip to the doctor...hmm?"

"And w-what can a doctor do about the flu?" I pathetically asked.

Slowly, Danny maneuvered himself up onto the bed next to me. Lying down on his side facing me, the gently wrapped his arm around my waist and drew me closer. I leaned into his embrace, and felt my stomach pain almost instantly ease.

"What if it's not the flu?" Danny whispered in loving response to my question.

"Danny! What else could it be......" I trailed off as I felt his hand slowly travel to my stomach.

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With a small click of the door, Dr. Ramandeli returned to the little white room where Danny and I awaited the results of my ultrasound. With a broad smile, he spoke.

"Congratulations Mrs. Easton, Senator... come December, there will be a new member of your household!"

A wave of joy flooded through me. I quickly turned to smile at Danny... a baby, we were going to have a baby!

"The children will be very excited," He whispered as he leaned over to plant a kiss on my lips.

And how right he was. The second we got home, we told the children. They were practically bouncing off the walls with joy. As I sat on the couch in our living room, Danny's arm tightly wrapped around my waist and the children dancing before us, I couldn't remember a happier time in my entire life. There wasn't a time, except for possibly out wedding day, that I had felt more whole.

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The campaigning had started back in the beginning of February, but our first real trip was set for Friday, March 12th, after we had learned of our triumph on Super Tuesday, and then gained the party's vote.

Our first public appearance was at a black tie affair, and what an experience that was. I know I'll never forget it, my first ball. It was utterly amazing. Women in beautiful dresses, men in tuxedos, elegance lapping every corner of the grand ball room. I was in complete awe as I was introduced to one TIME magazine cover-face after another. That was possibly the weirdest part of it all, speaking to all of those people who grazed the front pages of the newspapers twice weekly. Yes I had seen them at Danny's parties while I had been tutoring the children, but I was just a fly on a wall to them then. Now, they were all coming up to me, shaking me hand, and talking to me. I was stunned at first, but after awhile I became used to it.

There were quite a few more parties along the way, but mostly trips consisted of meeting "real" people. This was the part I liked best. Walking hand in had with Danny, all across the country, and getting to meet real Americans. It was such a moving experience for me. I loved meeting the new mothers, who, as I became more and more visibly pregnant, would give advice about babies. It always caused my heart to drop though, when we entered a poor part of a town, and tiny children dressed in old, dirty, torn clothes would come out to greet us, smiling as if they had just won a million dollars. All of these experiences, and more, made for a few exciting months.

By the time October rolled around, my travel time was drawing to a close. Dr. Ramandeli began to insist that I stop traveling, and that I start to spend more time resting.

"You need to keep good health," He would say, "After all, there is a child growing inside of you."

And so I spent the next month home with the children, which was probably for the best. The stress of Election Day was a big weight on my shoulders, and playing with the children helped to take it off my mind. Yet, just like always, time went by and "The Day" came rolling around.

Danny had planned to spend election night at home, and agreed to make a speech on our front lawn after the results came in. That night I remember to be the craziest night ever. I felt like my head was going to explode, I couldn't handle all of the pressure. And, to make matters worse, Danny was completely at ease. He spent the evening laughing with the children, baking cookies, and acting normal... not as if his entire career was on the line... which, in a way, it was...

When the polls finally closed in California, the children were tucked into bed and Danny and I cuddled by the fireplace, waiting for the news.

"Darling," I began, a little on edge.

"Hmm," He responded calmly, placing a kiss on the top of my head.

"How can you not be nervous?" I asked, frustrated by the ease in his response.

Slowly Danny pulled back and took my shoulders in his hands. Cocking his head, and giving me a small smile, he spoke.

"I love the way you look when you're flustered."

My eyes widened, and my mouth dropped. How can he be acting so silly?

"Danny... don't you realize--" But I was never able to finish. Slowly Danny pushed me back into the lush pillows of the couch, covering my lips with his. I had forgotten what it was like to be in his arms, the way his kisses burned my skin. It had been so long since we had shared a moment alone, but this moment was defiantly making up for the absence.

Danny continued to plant hot kissed up my jaw line, causing my breath to quicken. When he finally reached my ear, he softly whispered a response to my question.

"My dear, I simply find other ways to exert my energy... here, let me show you."

And with that, his lips found mine and we melted together, releasing ourselves.

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I woke up a while later wearing nothing but a slip, and completely discombobulated. Why were there screams coming from outside? And, why was I in our bedroom? I had sworn that I had fallen asleep downstairs! Suddenly something clicked. I sat bolt upright, and looked around for Danny. He was gone. Grabbing my robe from a bed side chair, I made my way to the window, and peered through the blinds. My thoughts were confirmed. There was Danny speaking to the public... but were those happy shouts? Quickly as I could, I walked down stairs and sat in one of the chairs situated in the foyer, waiting for Danny to come back in.

It was an agonizing five minutes. I knew I could pop on the T.V. and find out the results, yet I felt as if it wouldn't be the same as hearing the good or bad news from Danny himself.

Finally he came back in closing the door behind him. He began to cross the dark entrance hall, not noticing me in my chair.

"Well?" I said, catching his attention. He paused, not turning to look at me. "Danny?"

Slowly he began to twist his body to face me. That's when I saw it, the biggest smile in the world. I knew then, even without words, that he had won. I threw myself across the room and into his arms, and we spent the rest of the night together in complete happiness.

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