A/N: Enjoy ya'll! Until next time--ya'll are the best--PCGirl.
"Imani—anything else you can think of that I should take?" asked Jamal as he walked into the living room real quick.
"No, unless you want to take a few pictures of Gabby, Joe, and their kids," she smiled looking back at him.
"That's a good idea," he said going and pulling out a photo album and sitting down to go through pictures. "How about this one?"
"Oh, I think that's such a great picture of you two," she said as she got up to go in the other room for something. She hadn't been gone a few seconds when there was a knock at the door, "I'll get it," he said putting down the album and opening the door to see Gabby standing there. "Hey," he said hugging her and picking her up off the floor. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm going with you to the wedding."
"You are? But you said a few months ago you were so busy."
"Yeah, but you didn't say anything about my niece getting married—especially one that I gave a kidney to. Is that ok?"
"That's great—how did you know about it though?"
"I told her," said Imani as she came back in with a smile on her face, "She called the other day to see what you were up to—maybe we could come visit them for part of our vacation and I told her about the wedding."
"And I suggested I'd go as your date—well, first I called the Hartman's and they said they would love for me to be there. So what do you say little brother—you want your big sister to be your date for your daughter's wedding?"
"Yeah, I'll take a date like you any day."
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"I wish you'd stay longer—we haven't got to do half the stuff I wanted to do," said Leslie as she sat on the guest room bed talking to Jasmine, her legs bent up with her arms around them, and her head resting on her knees.
"I know sweetie, but your dad and I both have jobs back home to get to. We won't be much help to Noah or you if we don't have money."
"Then why don't you just move back here? Mr. Frank said he'd give dad his half of Trinity back, and they always need more waitresses—especially with Imani going on vacation this summer."
"That would solve everything—true, but we still need to go get our belongings and put the house up on the market—that will take a few weeks if we were to do that."
"This is all Dad's fault—I wish he'd stop being stubborn and let me just go with you for the rest of the summer."
"He loves you Leslie—and he really hasn't ever had you away from him for more than a few days. Maybe you can come see us for Christmas."
"Maybe. I just don't want to see Elizabeth," she said rolling her eyes as there was a knock on the door and then Chris peeked his head in the door.
"Hey, can I talk to you for a few minutes?" asked Chris to Leslie.
"Sure—I'm going to go pack up Noah's suitcase," said Jasmine as she gave a smile to Leslie who couldn't help but smiling back.
"You ok?" he asked sitting down next to her and rubbing her back but she shifted over the bed some and out of his reach, "Still mad at me for not letting you go?"
"Yes—you are being so silly."
"Sorry for being silly. I've just had you around me so long, and to myself most of the time I'm being selfish."
"You got that right."
"Well, maybe this will make it up to you," he said pulling out an airline ticket and handing it to her.
"Is this—are you letting me go with Mom and Dad and Noah?"
"Yeah, I was wrong for wanting to keep you away from them. Besides—I don't think I can put up with another two weeks of you complaining about Elizabeth everyday when you get back from hanging out with Lizzie," he laughed as he watched her eyes brighten while still staring at the plane ticket. She finally looked at him and wrapped her arms around him, "I love you, Dad."
Chris' eyes began to moisten some as he hugged her tightly, "I love you too, Leslie."
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"Alison, are you coming to bed or sitting in the bathroom all night?" called Rafe as he looked again at the bathroom door which was closed.
"I'm coming," she said staring down at the sink and over to the clock. "Just a little bit longer," she said quietly to herself and looking at the door.
"Are you ok? I mean you've been acting weird since you got back from the grocery store earlier," he said pulling back the covers and getting out of the bed.
Alison heard his footsteps and opened the drawer—putting the timer and the test in it and slamming it shut before opening the door. She smiled at seeing him standing there with his reading glasses on—it had taken everything she had to get him to finally get some for at night when his eyes were tired, but he'd finally agreed and she thought he looked so cute in them, "I'm fine."
"What are you doing in here?"
"Nothing," she said as she heard the timer going off in the drawer.
"What is that beeping sound?"
"Beeping sound?" she said looking around.
"Yeah, it's coming from the drawer," he said reaching for it as she blocked it. "Alison—what's in that drawer?"
"Nothing---it's nothing," she said as he pushed her out of the way and she went to sit on the edge of the bathtub. "It's--."
"A pregnancy test?" he said as his eyes got big and he looked at her astonished.
"Yeah, I was just a few days late—that's all. I'm sure it's nothing," she said looking down at her hands.
"Yeah, if a new Kovich in nine months is nothing," smiled Rafe as he placed down the test on the counter and walked over to her and squatted down so his face was directly in front of hers. "So what do you think Mrs. Kovich—do you want a boy or girl this time?"
"I think—you look incredibly sexy in those glasses," she said smiling as she put her hands on the sides of his face and they kissed--having the same love in their eyes this time like they did in Australia when they found out they were pregnant with the twins.