October 15th, 2003

She would be twenty-three in a couple of days. It was pretty freaky to think about that. Today she had a huge photo shoot with Lil' Kim so she had to stay focused. This was a big Rolling Stone cover for her. Sure she had done them before but she was getting a lot of money for it and the inside pictures. She walked over to the dressing area watching Lil' Kim.

"I think you really go with the pink bikini." Denise said. Lil' Kim looked at her.

"You think so?" She asked. Denise nodded.

"Pink is big this year." Denise said, "We'll get some pink extensions in your hair and you'll look great."

"Just what I need." Lil' Kim chuckled. Denise nodded.
"I know. When you're ready, sit down on that barrel over there." She winked and walked over to the table where her camera sat. Denise loved taking pictures. She had always loved it, but now that she was older she had a greater appreciation for it.

"I'm ready." Lil' Kim said as she sat down on the barrel. Denise stared at her and made sure the lighting was good. It was perfect.

"All right. You're looking good." Denise started to take pictures. It helped when your subject was completely hot to take good-looking photos. "Slid down onto the floor."

"And spread my legs?" Lil' Kim asked. Denise chuckled.

"Sure." She said.

"There." Lil' Kim winked as Denise continued to take pictures.

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Denise stood in the dark room developing the pictures from today's photo shoot. The photos were pretty wonderful. A knock came upon the door.

"Momma. Momma." Marisa was outside the door. Denise chuckled.

"Hold on. Momma is working." She said, finishing up the last of her photos.

"Wed wight!" Marisa squealed.
"Red light is still on, Pumpkin." Kenny picked his daughter up. Marisa squealed.
"MOMMA!!!" She cried. Denise turned the red light off and opened the door.

"I'm here, Pumpkin." Denise took Marisa, "Go have a look at the photos. They came out pretty well." Kenny walked into the darkroom and looked at the photos.

"Wow. She's hot." He said, "Not as hot as you of course."

"Shut up." Denise chuckled, "Did Bugaboo eat?"

"Not yet." He said, "We were going to go to Mickey D's."

"I'll come with then." Denise said putting Marisa down, "Let me get my stuff together and we can go." Kenny nodded softly kicking Marisa's butt. She giggled. "Let's go." Kenny grabbed Marisa and headed for the door with his fiance. Marisa grinned.

"How was Lil' Kim?" Kenny asked as they went out to the car.

"Great." She said, "The photos came our terrific. She's a great subject to work with. I hope the bosses like them."

"They adore you." Kenny said buckling Marisa in. Denise chuckled as she climbed into the car.

Okay, maybe they did love her there at Rolling Stone, but they still had the right to give the cover to someone else. Denise hated when that happened, but it happens. It's the way the magazine world works.

October 29th, 2003

Their house looked like a haunted house. Denise and Kenny absolutely loved Halloween. This was their favourite holiday and they always played it up. Marisa was just as much into it as they were.

"Mo bud." Marisa said sitting on the sink as Kenny applied fake blood to her face. He chuckled softly.

"You want more blood?" He asked. Her red curls bounced as she nodded. "All right. You'll be the bloodiest corpse there."

"Good." Marisa giggled kicking her legs back and forth.

"Are you guys almost ready?" Denise called out from downstairs.

"We ready?" Kenny asked. Marisa nodded. He picked up his little corpse and walked down the stairs.

"Oh!! Look at you two!" Denise laughed, "A family of zombies."

"The perfect family portrait."

* * *

The big auditorium was filled with many different creatures. From Bunnies to zombies, from babies to Clintons. There were a lot of different things. Some frightened Marisa but Denise reassured her that they were all fake, just like her costume.

"Pessie!!" Marisa squealed when's he saw Preston walk in with Whitney in his arms. He smiled and waved.

"hey, Darling. Looking dead." He said. Denise chuckled and kissed his cheek.

"What are you supposed to be?" Denise asked looking at Preston's white outfit.

"I'm purity." He said. Denise laughed.

"You wish." She said picking Whitney up. She was dressed as a cat. Denise cuddle him, "I want one so badly."

"If you were alive you could have a baby." Preston said watching Kenny dance with Marisa.

"I'm serious, Pres." Denise said, "I'm getting antsy for another one."

"Not me." He said looking at Whitney.

"When she's older you'll be changing your mind." Denise said handing Whitney back to Preston, "Where is Amanda?"

"I'm giving her a night off. She needs sleep." Preston said.

"Don't we all." Denise chuckled as Marisa ran back over to her.

"Momma, wook." She held up a lollypop. Denise scooped her corpse up.

"A lollipop? Who gave you that?" She asked.

"Daddy." Marisa said as she began to suck on it. Kenny walked over to them.

"Mind if I ask this hot zombie to dance?" he asked. Denise smiled.

"I could go for a dance." She put Marisa back down, "Stay with Preston, Risa. Mommy and Daddy are going to be right over there." Kenny took Denise's hand and led her closer to the DJ.

"Whitney is getting big." Kenny said.

"So is Marisa." She said wrapping her arms around his neck. "Are you happy, Ken?" He looked at her startled.

"Happy? Of course I am." He put his hand on her slender waist, "Are you?" Denise hesitated for a moment.

"Yeah. I guess, but...I do not know." She said. Kenny's heart stopped beating, "I feel like there's something missing."
"What?" He asked. Denise shrugged.

"I do not know exactly." She said, "I'll let you know when I find out." Kenny nodded.

"Please do, Denise, because I want you to be happy with your life and with us." He said. Denise smiled softly and kissed his lips. She would be happy once she got pregnant. God, she never thought she'd be this emotional about having a baby.

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