Well, I hope that everyone has a fantastic Thanksgiving! I'm leaving in a little bit to go home, and I'm soooo excited. Hmm, turkey, and mashed potatoes, and anything that's not campus food! Here's the next chapter, it's just something a little nice and sweet as a Thanksgiving treat (oooh, I didn't even mean to rhyme!) I have to go pack now. Because I haven't done that yet. Oops. Enjoy! And let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: No, not mine. Not even a little bit.

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"You have our numbers, call if you need anything," Kirsten told Seth as she shoved a list of numbers into his hands. "The pediatrician's number is on the fridge. There's breast milk…"

"Mom, don't say breast," Seth interrupted.

"There's breast milk in the fridge," Kirsten ignored Seth and kept going. "She's needs to eat in about an hour. Make sure that it's not too hot."

"Come on honey, we're going to miss our reservations," Sandy pointed out glancing at his watch. "Give Lily to the boys." Kirsten looked down at her three-month-old daughter who was asleep in her arms.

"I don't think this is a good idea," she said turning to go back to her bedroom to change out the of the dress that she had put on when Sandy announced that they were going out for dinner, just the two of them, and that the boys would be watching the baby.

"We've got it under control," Ryan assured her. "Lily will be fine. Go out to dinner and enjoy a night out."

"But…"

"Mom. Please, we can do this. We can totally do this. She's our baby sister, we're not going to let anything happen to her. If you can't trust us, who can you trust?" Seth asked.

"The nanny? Your grandfather? Summer? Marissa? The mailman?" Kirsten started listing off names. Then her face broke into a small smile. "You're right. I just…"

"She was like this the first time she left you too," Sandy told Seth. The nanny that they had hired started on Monday and Kirsten was going to go back to work part time. The night out was a sort of test run, to see how both Lily and Kirsten would do. They had thought that Kirsten would feel better about leaving the baby the first time if it was with the boys and only for a few hours. Sandy was honestly more concerned about his wife than his daughter at this point.

"Kirsten, hand over the baby," Ryan finally commanded. Kirsten looked longingly down at Lily and finally kissed the top of her head, and handed her to Sandy. Sandy did the same before giving Ryan the baby and with a hand on the small of her back, leading Kirsten out of the house to the car. She kept turning around looking back at the house as Seth waved and closed the door.

"Honey, they're going to be just fine. Lily is in great hands," Sandy assured her.

"I know that," Kirsten sighed. "I just…I don't want to leave her. I want to just never have to leave her." Sandy leaned over and placed a kiss on her temple before starting the car.

"I know sweetie," he said as he placed it in drive and pulled out of the driveway. "But we have to." Kirsten nodded and glanced back at the house one more time.

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"We have this totally under control," Seth said. "I don't know why Mom was so worried." He tickled Lily's chin as he placed her underneath the plaything that their mother had bought for her. It lit up and played the most annoying songs in the world that reminded Seth of a demented ice cream truck, but it kept Lily occupied and not crying. Seth and Ryan turned on the video game and kept an eye on Lily as their ninjas battled it out.

For twenty minutes this worked, and then the baby started to cry.

"I bet she's hungry," Ryan said hopping up to get her a bottle. They tried feeding her, but she wouldn't eat, and they checked her diaper, but that was fine too.

"Maybe she just needs held," Seth suggested. So the two took turns holding Lily and rocking her back and forth. "Nothing works with this kid!"

"Maybe we should your parents?" Ryan finally spoke up. "She's not calming down." Seth sighed. They had tried everything, and Lily was screaming. It was time to call his mother, and have her come home and try something. Maybe Lily just simply wanted Kirsten. It was a possibility.

"Call Dad first. Maybe he'll think of something that we didn't, you know, before we get Mom all in a panic."

"Good thinking," Ryan said and he dialed Sandy's cell phone number.

"Who is it?" Kirsten asked immediately when Sandy's phone began to vibrate. "Is it the boys? Is Lily okay?"

"Honey, I haven't answered the phone yet," Sandy said pulling it out. He didn't tell his wife right away that it was, in fact, their sons. There was no need to worry her.

"Sandy? This is Ryan. We've tried everything, and Lily will not stop crying." Sandy sighed inwardly. So much for the rest of their evening out.

"What have you tried?"

"Feeding her, changing her, holding her, rocking her, singing to her, you name it, we've tried it."

"We'll be home as soon as we can," Sandy told him. Kirsten was looking at him expectantly when he hung up. "That was Ryan. They've tried everything and Lily will not calm down."

"We need to go home," Kirsten said gathering her things. "Pay the bill, let's go home." Sandy did as he was told, and followed her out to the car. He peeled out of the restaurant parking lot and looked over at his wife.

"I'm sure Lily's fine," Sandy told her. "She probably just needs her mother." Kirsten nodded, unconvinced. Sandy reached over and took her slender hand in his and gave it a squeeze. They made it home in record time, and Kirsten was out of the car before Sandy even had a chance to park it. She ran into the house and followed the sound of her daughter screaming.

"Mom, thank God!" Seth breathed handing his sister to his mother.

"Sandy!" Kirsten cried out when Sandy came in. "She's really warm." She turned to Ryan. "Can you grab the thermometer for me?"

"Sure," he said before disappearing into the kitchen. He appeared a second later and handed it to Kirsten.

"101.7," Kirsten read taking in a sharp breath.

"I'll call the pediatrician," Sandy said grabbing the phone and dialing the number.

"I'm so sorry Mom," Seth said. "We ruined your night out."

"You didn't do it Seth," she assured him. "You guys did exactly what you were supposed to." Lily continued to wail, and Kirsten held her close and rocked her gently.

"The doctor said to bring her in," Sandy said. Kirsten nodded and started towards the door. Sandy grabbed the diaper bag and followed his wife to the car. "We'll be back soon."

"She's going to be okay, right?" Ryan asked as Sandy was leaving.

"She's going to be just fine. It's probably a cold or something, nothing to worry about," Sandy told him and gave them a reassuring smile as he disappeared out the door.

"I'm going to call Summer," Seth announced when the door was shut. Summer would calm him down. Then again, there was the risk that Summer would panic too. Summer adored Lily, and she was over all the time. She and Kirsten were supposed to take the baby on Saturday to go shopping and get some lunch.

"Cohen? Aren't you supposed to be watching Lily?" Summer asked as soon as she answered the phone.

"The greetings have really gone downhill," Seth said dryly. "No hello? Lily's sick. My parents had to come home and take her to the doctor."

"Is she okay? What's that matter?"

"She has a fever and she won't stop crying. My dad said there's nothing to worry about," Seth said. "He seemed fairly calm about the whole thing, so I'm sure that there's nothing to worry about."

"What about your mother?"

"She's kind of panicked. She didn't say much. They came in, took Lily's temperature, and left."

"I'll be right over."

"Okay."

"Cohen."

"Yeah?"

"Kids get fevers all the time. I know that it's Lily, and so the stakes get raised, but kids get fevers all the time. There's nothing to worry about." And Seth hung up feeling a whole lot better than he had when his parents had rushed out of the house with his baby sister. Who would have thought that Summer would be the level-headed one?

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"It's an ear infection," the pediatrician informed Kirsten and Sandy. "Just an ear infection. She's going to be just fine. A little cranky, but just fine. I'm going to give you some drops for her ears, and if you just place a warm cloth on it, it should relieve some of the pain."

"And the fever?" Kirsten asked glancing down at her daughter, who had cried herself out and now was sleeping fitfully.

"I'll give you something that should lower the fever," Dr. Halstead told her.

"Thank you," Sandy said wrapping a reassuring arm around Kirsten's waist. As the doctor walked out, Sandy wrapped her completely in his arms.

"I hate when they get sick," Kirsten mumbled into his shirt.

"I know," Sandy told her kissing her forehead.

"She's only three months, and already she's ruined our night out. I think Seth is teaching her well," Kirsten said laughing a little.

"You look beautiful tonight, did I tell you that?" Sandy asked.

"Sandy, please. I'm a mess right now." Kirsten's dress and coat were covered in spit up and something sticky that Kirsten couldn't quite identify. Her hair, which had been so nicely done, was now falling down around her face, and she looked exhausted.

But she still looked beautiful to Sandy.

"Still beautiful to me," he told her. The door opened and the doctor reappeared.

"Here you go Mrs. Cohen," Dr. Halstead handed Kirsten a bag and she thanked him as Sandy picked up Lily in her carrier and they went out to the car. Sandy strapped Lily and they began their way home.

"We're too old for this again," Kirsten said sighing as she rested her head on the back of the seat. Sandy laughed, and again took her hand in his.

"Don't admit that to Seth," he told her. "We'll never hear the end of it."

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"What about this one?" Summer asked holding up a tiny pink outfit.

"I think it's adorable," Kirsten said. "But I also think that if I get anymore pink, Sandy's going to kill me." Summer pouted slightly and placed the pink outfit back. They were on their outing, which they had postponed by a day so that Kirsten could ensure that Lily was completely better. Summer glanced down at the many bags that they were holding, and that were overflowing from the bottom of the stroller.

"I think it's time to eat," Summer decided.

"Good idea, we should eat while she's sleeping," Kirsten agreed as they made their way to the car.

"Thanks for inviting me," Summer said softly.

"Oh honey," Kirsten said placing the arm that wasn't pushing the stroller around Summer. "Thanks for coming. None of the boys want to shop with me, and it's no fun shopping by yourself. You saved me from having to break down and ask Julie." Kirsten shuddered at the thought, and Summer laughed.

"From someone who has had some pretty bad stepmothers, let me be the first to tell you that you take the cake for the worst," Summer told her. Kirsten had to laugh as she gently lifted Lily out of the stroller and placed her in the car seat without waking her up.

"So where to for lunch?" Kirsten asked as she started the car. "Where's the hip new place you kids go to?" Summer shrugged. She didn't care where they went. She adored Kirsten. She wanted to be just like her, she decided. She wanted to have the career, and the wonderful kids, and the husband that worshiped you, and the whole perfect life. And while she knew that Kirsten's life wasn't actually perfect, she couldn't help but think that Kirsten's life was far better than anyone else she knew.

Except for maybe Cohen. Cohen definitely had the perfect life. After all, he had the perfect parents, who loved each other and him, he had a brother finally, and now a sister. And he had Summer. Or really, she had him, which made her think that maybe her life wasn't so terrible after all, because she had Seth, and thus she belonged to the Cohens by association.

"You decide," Summer told Kirsten nodding. Kirsten pulled into the parking lot of the Crab Shack a few minutes later.

"I have such a hankering for oysters," Kirsten confessed.

"You know what they say about oysters," Summer told Kirsten winking, and Kirsten threw back her head and laughed.

"I thought you would be grossed out thinking about Sandy and I in that way," Kirsten admitted.

"Seth might be, but hey, eighteen years and three kids later? I hope that I'm still having sex as much as you two….was that too much of an overshare?" Summer added when she noticed that Kirsten had turned bright red.

"I just…we don't have….that much…."

"Kirsten," Summer said (she also loved that Kirsten allowed her to call her by her first name. She was really the first adult that had not only allowed her to call her by her first name, but insisted on it.) "You and Sandy are like teenagers, there are more sexual references in your house than in Sex and the City. But trust me, that's a good thing."

"Oh Summer," Kirsten just replied laughing. "I'm so glad that you approve." And the two disappeared into the restaurant to eat lunch.

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I thought maybe one more chapter about their lives with Lily, because it's something to get my mind off of finals, which are rapidly approaching, so I need something fluffy. But I hope that you still like it, and let me know! Thanks!