Thanks for all the pretty comments and questions dears! School has been pretty hectic so I haven't been able to update in stories. Sorry kiddos!

The plot doesn't exactly match up, but for the sake of knowing. Samara is about 4 1/2 years old at this point. I still consider that a toddler. Sorry for the confusion guys.

Chapter 8

"Ryan! I handsome...how was the wind? Good?" Marissa fumbled over conversation starters

.How do you start this kind of discussion?" Hey nice weather were having, you have a daughter.

Hmm Don't think that will work for anything more than giving that fair haired boy a stroke...

"Hello Wife. How about those Mets? Now that we have the pleasantries over,Spill.Now. "Ryan said with a stern look over his features.Oh like I have never seen that one before Marissa thought as she bit her lip trying to decide how to put this delicatly."Well...uh Ryan do you think you should sit..."You look like a good castle bulider.WannahelpmeputonthesparkleicingonthetopoftheEnchantedRitualSacrafice?"There Samara was, in all her toddler-sized glory, covered from head to foot in some kind pinkish gunk." Well at least she knows where to find the hair products.Samrt kid." Realizing she wasn't getting out of explaining this one, The Formerly Coop now gave her husband a nervous smile. "Surprise?"

M M M M M M M

"Who does she belong to? Further more, why is she here? She is a cutie though" Ryan said with a small smile at the corners of his lips." This was the big emergency? She doesn't look more than 10x3 to me." he said turning to his wife, rather puzzled."Haha.HAHA.I knew there was a reason I married you. That sense of humor!Hahahahaha..."Marissa was cut off by the muffled sound of a splat as Sammy grabbed a hold of Ryan's arm,imediatly at home with the hulking mass of boy bones." She's yours?" the statement came out as a muffled word.

"Whoa. What are you talking about? How could she be mine? Are you trying to say I have been unfaithful or something?" Marissa put two fingers over her husband's lips and made a motion to follow her into the living room."Here.This is for you. From Teresa." Ryan's brow knit together as he took the envelope from his wife. After ripping it open with awkward fingers, he quickly scanned the contents."Oh boy." He whispered outloud.Marissa knew it probably wasn't the best time, but she couldn't help saying,"Acutally,It's oh girl."