I know it seems like I have fallen off the face of the earth, since it's been two months since I updated but thankfully I've had some free time lately and I was able to write this chapter. It's not much, but I'm just setting up for the longer chapter that hopefully will be coming soon.  Thank you so much for all your reviews!

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      Brenda leaned her head against the door frame, as she looked out onto the beach as the downpour of rain continued to pound the sand.  She would give anything to be out there right now, instead of cooped up inside with Carly. 

      She finally started to pace back and forth across the room, examining every little detail of the space.

      "Brenda, will you please sit down!" Carly groaned from the couch, as she lay there curled up under a blanket.

      "No," she answered back calmly, turning and looking out the sliding glass door once again.

      "Look, how about I order you some more of those Mahi Tais you were downing earlier?" Carly spoke in a dry, sarcastic voice, opening one eye to look at the other woman "Would you like that?"

      Brenda gave her most smug smile and shook her head, her curls flying around her face.

      "No thanks."

      "God I'm starving!" Carly complained.

      "I don't know why you'd still be hungry. You've at five bags of potato chips since we got here," Brenda rolled her eyes; That was for the Mai Thai comment.

      "Hey," Carly sat up, clearly getting aggitated with all the bickering "Sonny hides my potato chips all right? If I have to be here with you, I can at least have my snacks."

      "Sure, and then they'll go straight to your hips."

      It had been like this the entire day.  They hadn't spoken to each other on the plane, but once they got there and the guards went outside, it started.  Carly had tried sleeping in her bed, but the mattress was bothering her.  Brenda had tried going out on the beach, but then the turrential rain started.  So, they were forced to share the living room.

      As if a blessing, Brenda's cellphone rang and she quickly crossed the room and retrieved it from her purse.

      "Hello? Jason," she smiled.

      "How's everything going?" Jason smirked.

      "How do you think?" Brenda glanced over her shoulder at Carly, who had opened yet another bag of chips. She took the phone and headed into another room.

      "Is Carly doing ok?"

     "Oh yeah, she's fine," Brenda had to mentally control herself to keep from saying something about the chips.

      "Are you all right?"

      "Oh, I'm fine. Except it's pouring rain here.  It reminds me of when we went for our annullment. I hope it's not a hurricane or something."

      "Hurricane?" Jason's brow furrowed with a worry.

      "I'm sure it'll be fine. Probably just a storm."

      "Brenda!" Carly yelled.

      "Carly, I'm on the phone!"

      "Brenda!"

      "Jason, I'll call you back," she sighed, hanging up.

      Brenda returned to the living room, annoyed.

      Carly was doubled over on the sofa clutching her stomach, anguish all over her face.

      "Oh no," Brenda whispered.

      "Brenda, tell Jason to get Sonny and come here, now!" Carly shouted "I'm going into labor!"

      "But, but there's a storm!" Brenda was frantic "And the doctor, the doctor can't get here in this weather, Jason, Jason can't get here."

      "Then you're going to have to help me," Carly groaned "Because this baby is coming whether you like it or not!"