A/N: : ) PCGirl.

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"Who was on the phone just then?" asked Ian as Lucy walked into the living room.

"Elizabeth."

"I told Chris that it wouldn't work—she already found out, didn't she?"

"Found out what exactly?"

"Oh—nevermind," he grinned, realizing that whatever Elizabeth said it had nothing to do with Julie.

"You aren't getting out of this easily—now tell me what Chris is trying to pull before I—before I stake you."

"I'm not a vampire anymore woman, why would you want to stake me?"

"Because you and Dr. Ramsey have done something sneaky, and anything that has to do with him is bad—so tell me now."

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"I'll see you later sweetie," said Kevin as he gave Livvie a big hug outside the Trinity and then went on to the hospital.

Livvie was almost to the car when she heard her name behind her and saw Myra standing there, "Hello Myra."

"Hello, Livvie. You never did come back to hear the rest of the story."

"Yeah, well I know the rest," she said getting defensive. "But I also know the truth about why Caleb doesn't want a child. You know they kept telling me you were a liar, but you were right on that guess," she said as she tried to keep up the defensive front.

"Really?" said Myra, a bit of shock coming out. Was this a bluff or was this the truth? "Well, if you need any—assistance to remedy the problem, the let me know."

"I will," said Livvie as she turned and kept going to the car.

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"I still can't believe we've found our home," smiled Alison as she walked back into the small living area of the apartment.

"I can't believe you are still smiling, we've been home for over half an hour," laughed Rafe.

"Yeah, well I have a reason to be smiling—we are finally going to get our own home, and bigger than this little hole in the wall," she said as she sat down next to him.

"Well, I think I have another reason to get you to smile," he said as he scooted next to her and began to kiss her.

"Really? What could that be?"

"You'll find out," he said as he pulled her closer.

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"First, what did Elizabeth say?"

"She said that Chris was out of town on a business trip—at a convention giving a speech—and we could use the apartment for a baby shower."

"Sounds like the plan is working so far," he smiled at her.

"Huh? You are making no sense—you haven't been secretly drinking whiskey all morning, have you?"

Ian had to laugh, "No—and besides, I can hold my liquor pretty good I'll have you know."

"I suppose so, but I have a feeling there is no speech that Chris is giving, is there?"

"I'm not allowed to say, but if you were to throw out guesses I could say yes or no."

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"What are you doing with that?" asked Livvie as she walked in and saw Caleb sitting and intently staring at the music box in front of him.

"Oh this—for some unknown reason the music box kept popping into my head lately so I went and found it."

"Has finding it helped any?"

"No, not really," he said as he got up and took another glance at the wooden box before turning his attentions to his wife. "How was lunch with your Dad?"

"It was good, we chatted, and I found out who Jack has a crush on."

"Who?"

"Jasmine," she smiled. "Of course he won't admit it to me yet, but just wait—and then after lunch I was surprisingly visited by Myra," she said as she saw a mixture of shock and anger on Caleb's face.

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[shows Rafe and Alison on the bed kissing]

"Who in the world could that be?" grumbled Rafe as they heard the knock on the door.

"Whoever it is, if it's important they can come back later," said Alison as she tried to get his attention back to her.

"Yeah," he said glancing up to see a note get slipped under the door. "Hold on," he said as he got up and grabbed the note before returning to the bed.

"What is it?" asked Alison as she rolled to her side.

"It's just a request for a meeting tomorrow with Caleb. Who knows if I'll even go," he said throwing it on the table and returning to the bed.

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"Fine, I'll play this game," she said sitting in front of him. "Is he really out of town?"

"Yes."

"Is it—in the United States?"

"Yes."

"Is he seeing someone we know?"

"I've never met her personally, but yes."

"Is he in Chicago?" she asked as her eyes got big.

"I believe so."

"He went to go see Julie and you didn't tell me," she said as she looked around and found a pillow to hit him on the arm with.

"Hey, stop that. Stop," he laughed. "I couldn't tell, or he'd kick my arse all the way back to Ireland."

"Does he know she's actually alive, or is this just a guess he has?"

"A pure guess."

"I hope he doesn't get hurt when he sees her," sighed Lucy.

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"You saw Myra?"

"Yeah, as I was leaving to go the car she stopped me and we had a nice little chat."

"And you did tell her to leave you alone, right?"

"Uhm, no actually I've decided that if you and Rafe are going to play like you hate each other than I will too," she said and then frowning, "Don't you give me that 'Olivia-do-you-know-what-you-are-getting-yourself-into' look. You and Rafe didn't let me and Alison help out with Joshua at all, and it almost cost you everything with that—well, I'm going to make sure I have a part in the destruction of Myra."

"But—"

"No, it's already started and you can't stop it," she said as she kissed him and walked off.

"I've created a monster," he said as he rubbed his face and gave a slight smile.

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"Now where were we?" grinned Rafe as he began kissing Alison.

"I believe—ugh," yelled Alison as the phone began to ring. "Don't answer it," she said as she pulled him down towards her and wouldn't let go so he couldn't answer it even if he wanted to.

"Hey sweetie—it's Mom. Listen, Chris is out of town and said I could use the apartment for a baby shower—how does tomorrow sound? Call me back later. Bye."

"I guess you can go see Caleb tomorrow then after all."

"Please don't say that name when I'm trying to set the mood," he laughed as he went back to kissing and the phone rang again. "Can I please make love to my wife in peace!" yelled Rafe as he rolled over onto his back next to Alison and waited for the machine to pick up.

"Hi Rafe and Alison, this is Mary Bergeron the realtor. I was hoping to get you on the phone to tell you this, but I'll leave a message I guess. You got the house—call me later and we can set up the final plans."

"It's ours Rafe, it's really ours," she said as she rolled into his arms and onto her belly—or as well as she could with twins and being seven months pregnant, and then they finally fell into their rhythm.