"Ashley?" screamed Landon, leaping down the stairs. The living room was engulfed in flames, no screaming to be found. "Why isn't she screaming?" A thought rushed to his head: "Is he dead?" He wiped the sweat that came from his frightened manner, not the fire. The room felt as if Hell had opened up in their house. He leaped into the flames, they seared his body. He felt the couch, nothing. But there was a lump on the floor. He picked it up and held it to his face: Ashley.
"Ashley!" he tried to say, but smoke had filled his lungs. He dragged Ashley to the porch, looking for Jamie, Lily, Jeremy, and fire engines. Where were they?
He sat her gently onto the porch, people were coming, people would help her. He ran into the house, up the stairs, so hot now that they burned his feet every step he took. The smoke had now filled the whole house. "JAMIE!" he choked out. "Jeremy, he's trapped!" came back the reply. Landon skidded into his son's room, his eyes searching for a trace of the spider man pajamas. He was on the bed, standing up, eyes wide with terror. "Jump Jer!" he coughed, "Just close your eyes and jump, I'll catch you."
Jeremy jumped, sailing into the air, past flames, into his father's arms. He opened his eyes to see his father's serious face, then the floor.
He screamed as Landon rolled him on the floor. "SHH!" he tried to yell, "You were on fire." He picked the crying boy up and ran out the door right before the roof collapsed, sparks flying high into the sky. "JAMIE? LILY?" he cried out, watching the house crumble. Sobbing behind him made him turn. It was Jamie, stroking Lily's hair.
Landon went to her, wrapping Jamie in his arms. "Our wedding pictures," she whispered, "Kid's albums. School pictures. First lock of hair. All the pictures-," she let her voice trail, crying silent tears against Landon's chest.

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"From your insurance," said the man, in his office, handing Jamie and Landon a check. She stared at it for a long time. "This is more then we're supposed to have," she said softly.
"What you have is the 150% insurance. It pays 100% of all you damages, and then 50% more. So if you had $20 dollars in damage we would give you 30 back." Jamie smiled. "Now we can get that house on Rocky Road!" she squealed. That was the house she had really wanted, but they couldn't afford.
As soon as they were done talking to the insurance man, they went up to the real estate agency and bought the house.

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They had bought new stuff, the things they could replace that is, and had settled quite nicely at their large brick house at Rocky Road. It had 5 bedrooms and a master bedroom to top it off, 3 bathrooms, a living room, dining room, kitchen, and a basement rec room. Jamie was in heaven with this house.
"Hello Carter. Being lazy I see," she said jokingly, sitting next to Landon, who's eyes were glued to the T.V. He broke the gaze to look at his wife. "Not lazy, just resting," he made up, settling deeper into the couch cushions. Jamie laid down, putting her head in his lap. "Landon, turn off the T.V., we need to talk."
He did as he was told and looked down at her. "What is it babe?" he asked, his head shooting up to the ceiling with the sounds of children running and getting to crazy. "CALM IT DOWN UP THERE!" he yelled in the direction of the stairs. The thumping stopped. He looked down at his wife again.
"Well, I- I'm pregnant." Landon looked down, shocked. "But how?" he asked, "Lily was supposed to be our last. We used protection."
"Maybe the time that one broke," reminded Jamie. Landon was glad and not at the same time. How could they afford another? And now with the expenses from the hospital; they had all had to go for smoke inhalation. Ashley was still there; they were going to pick her up right now. Jeremy suffered from some burns, but other then that they were okay. Landon felt lucky.
"We'll find a way. One more love in our life is just what we need right now, I think." Jamie leaned up and kissed him then dropped her head into his lap again. "Everything will be alright, won't it," she smiled.
"Sure, I can work a hour or two later-,"
"No Landon. We can make it with the money you're making right now. You're barely home as it is. No, Landon, you're not working anymore. If worst comes to worst, I'll work somewhere." Landon shook his head, "With 5 kids it would be nice for you to be home."
"But Ashley and Michael are old enough to watch the others. Jer can help out sometimes." Landon's forehead burrowed with frustration, "We'll talk about it when the time comes, okay?"
Jamie agreed. "Sure, Carter, whatever you want," she said cheekily. She got up and went to the bedroom, motioning Landon to follow her.

A/N I'm thinking about starting a new fan fic. Hm, what shall I write?