Disclaimer: See chapter one.

A/N: Thank you for the reviews! My writer's block has cleared a bit...enough for me to get you a new chapter, at least!

February 14, Valentines Day

Beyond The Horizon

Chapter 4: An Evening of Celebrations

February was full of birthdays for the Camden children and their spouses and children. Emily turned four on the 12th, and of course Sam and David celebrated their birthday on the 14th. Emily was very happy to be yet another year older and spent Valentines strutting her four-year-old stuff around the Camden home. Michelle plugged her ears as she heard her younger sister start loudly down the hall again. She had been stomping everywhere she went today, trying to sound bigger. For the last hour, she had been pacing the halls, yelling out occasionally. As Emily set out on her 52nd pass down the hall, she decided to stomp right into her sister's room. Seeing that she had her ears plugged, she decided that she would have to be louder so that she could still hear her.

"Chelly! Chelly! Chelly! Chelly! Chelly! Chelly!" She yelled loud and monotonous, stomping as she went. "How old is you, Chelly? I is four. Four-years-old. One, two , three four!" Michelle unplugged her ears and glared at the little girl standing in front of her.

"It's How old are you. Not is you. And I am 17." She told her. Emily folder her arms and frowned at Michelle.

"Fine, fine, fine!" She said angrily. "I'll go so how old Chris are then!" She said, stomping out of the room extra loud.

"How old Chris is!" Michelle corrected, then plugged her ears and went back to her work.

Kate smoothed her red cocktail dress carefully before she rang David's doorbell. He opened the door with a smile and kissed her.

"Happy birthday!" Kate said excitedly to her fiancé. He smiled at her and winked.

"Thank you. Happy Valentines Day." He returned. Kate laughed. Every year on this day they said the same thing, but to her, it always seemed new. David walked out and locked the door behind him. He reached out and took her hand.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked her. Kate nodded with a smile and they walked together down the hall and to David's car. When they got there, he helped his fiancée into the car before getting into the driver's seat and drove them to their favorite dinner spot, the place where they had become engaged: Café de Paris.

When they got there, they went inside and were seated right away. After their champagne was delivered and they toasted to David's birthday and their engagement, the couple settled in and looked over the menu. Finally, they decided to split the marinated chicken, and Kate, always healthy, ordered a cobb salad as well.

They ate slowly, taking in their surroundings. After eating for 10 minutes, Kate looked up and look a breath to speak.

"Ok...I wanted to tell you what I've thought of for the wedding." David nodded with a smile. This having her decide thing was a good idea. I was thinking that we could have the ceremony at the church...maybe you sister could marry us? And I want to have some crème colored candles burning around the church...kind of give it a homey feeling." David nodded and Kate continued. "For the reception...I was thinking that we could have it in the church's celebration hall. We could set up all the tables...round...8 people per. Then in the middle of each table, we could have some pink roses. The tablecloths can be crème colored, and around the edges of the room, I think it would be beautiful to have some pink cloths on the shelves with some more crème candles. What do you think?" David shut his eyes for a minute to visualize what Kate had described. Finally, he opened his eyes again and looked at her.

"Wow. A lot of pink. My favorite color, of course." He told her jokingly. "But...I think it will look amazing. Really. I want you to have everything you want for the wedding. Everything you just said: done. Write it down for me and then I'll get everything ordered and set up and everything."

"You don't have to do that, honey! I'll order everything. I don't want you to have to worry about it. But thank you for offering." She said with a smile. David smiled back at her as he took the last bite of his food. After downing the last bit of his champagne, he stood and reached his out to Kate.

"Would you like you dance?" He asked.

"Of course I'd like to dance." She answered him with a smile. They went to the floor in front of the band and began to slow dance amid the other couples. Kate leaned her head down onto David's shoulder and smiled as she shut her eyes and took in his scent. This was where she was happy, this was what she wanted; and her smile widened as she realized that this was exactly what she was going to have for the rest of her life.

Faith and Sam walked into their one-story home hand in hand, just arriving home from Faith's 6-month-check up. From what Doctor Jones had been able to tell them, things were still going normally. As Sam shut the door, Faith moved her hands instinctively over her stomach. She was starting to show a reasonable amount, and while she loved the thought of a baby causing the bump, it also scared her more than anything else in the world. She wanted nothing more than for her baby to be born safely, to be a mother finally. Sam came up behind her and put his arms around her, putting his hands over her stomach as well.

"It's going to be OK." He whispered in her ear for what seemed like the hundredth time today. Faith nodded slowly a sighed. She hoped so. Sam came around in front of her and knelt down to be at equal height with her stomach. He rubbed his hands over the bump once more and smiled. "Hi Benjamin or Elizabeth." He said softly. He looked up to his wife. "Or I guess Ben or Lizzy, right?" He asked.

"Lizzy, Liza, Liz...I love them all." She smiled, wondering if Ben or Lizzy was inside her. She looked over at Sam. "Do we have to wait until they're born?" She asked him with a smile.

"Well, that's what we had decided, and that's what I'd like to stick to unless you really want to find out now...if you do, we can." He told her.

"I want to find out...but I think we should still stick to the waiting thing. Ya know, just in case something happens..." She trailed off but Sam knew how she was going to finish her sentence.

"Then we can't get attached...knowing their name...who they are...," He said.

"It would make it even harder." She finished. Sam nodded and stood back up, taking her again into his arms. He brushed a tear off of her cheek as she laid her head down on his shoulder.

"It's going to be all right." She reassured herself quietly, now being the one to say it. She repeated herself over and over, getting a little louder each time.

"It will." Sam told her. "It will." Suddenly, Faith gasped and grabbed her stomach, jumping away from Sam. Sam nearly felt his heart stop. "What?! What's wrong?!" He cried. Suddenly, Faith began to laugh.

"The baby! It kicked!" She cried. Sam sighed deeply, relieved that everything was OK. He walked over and put his hand over her stomach just as the baby kicked again. "So that's what it's been!" Faith said, eyes wide. "My stomach has felt so weird for a few weeks...it was the baby starting to kick! Sam! None of the other ones ever made it to this stage!" She felt hope spreading over her as Sam smiled and put his arms around her.

"We're going to make it." He told her, and for the first time in a while, she began to feel that it just might be true."

A/N: I hope that you enjoyed this! Please review! If you have any ideas for this story, please send them to camdengirlfanfic (at) , with the subject line being BTH story idea. Thanks!