DISCLAIMER: I am NOT Meg Cabot. I do not own the charecters (except for the unknowns). The plot, however, is all mine.

Thanks you for waiting... your patience after a cliffie is loved... Thanks for all your reviews.

Now I could talk on and on and on and on and on...Or just give you the chappy...

Jesse's POV

I immediatly called Greg, Susannah's doctor, to take over the doctorly side of everything. We were sitting in my office, letting Susannah sleep. He had gotten the test results back.

"It's preclampsia." He told me. "Nothing that sleep and avoiding stress can't fix."

I breathed a sigh of relief, buring my face in my hands. "She'll just need to be on bedrest for the rest of the pregnancy."

"She won't like that..." I said smirking, knowing how dedicated Susannah is to her job.

"She can type the column from home and e-mail it to her boss. But it's important that she rests now." Greg said.

The phone began to ring, and I picked it up at the second ring. "Doctor de Silva." I reponded.

"Hey Jesse. This is Kelly. I was supposed to meet Suze at Babies-R-Us to do some shopping, but I guess she forgot. And she's not answering her cell. Do you know where she is?" I heard her ask me loudly. So loudly, in fact, that I had to pull the phone away from my ear. Even Greg could hear her across the desk.

"Um... actually, she's here at the hospital. Susannah fainted at work." I told her.

"Oh no! Is she ok?"

"She's fine... she resting now."

"That happened to me in my first pregnancy. I hadPreclampsia, though. It runs in the family. But I havn't gotten it with this one." She told me.

"That's what Susannah has." I said.

"Really? I should probably stop by and help her out. It will have to be tommorow though. Katelyn has a dance recital tonight." Kelly suggested.

Avoiding being rude, I said. "Sure... I'm sure she'd like that." Even though Susannah would kill me.

Suze's POV

"Jesse... Did you know your perfect?" I asked him as he massaged my feet. I came home from the hospital, stuck on bed rest with a laptop on the bed and a TV at the end of it.

"That's what they tell me..." Jesse replied jokingly. He decided to start his Paternity leave early, to stay at home and take care of me. The hosptial was understanding, having enough employees to handle him being gone for at least two months.

So, I got so sit with the man I love, eating a large bag of ruffles and onion dip, and having my feet massaged. I'm telling ya, being pregnant has it's perks.

"What should we name the kids...?" I asked, knowing we havn't discussed it yet.

Jesse stopped. "Hm... I havn't even thought of that." He said, sitting down on the bed next to me, resting his hand on my stomach.

"How about we name one of the boys, if they're boys, Hector Jr.?" I asked Jesse, looking over at him.

"I like that..." He said, leaning over and giving me a peck on the cheek as he wrapped me in a tight hug. "How about John for the other one?"

"That's a good one." I told him. We decided on Cristina and Anna-Marie if they were girls. The moment was just perfect. Me, lying in his arms... him kissing my hair softly.

But, as all good moments do, it soon ended by a doorbell.

Jesse got up, kissing me on the cheek, before heading downstairs. I heard a series of 'heys' and 'how are yous' before he came back up.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Um... Paul and Kelly stopped by to check on you. They want to see how your doing..."

I let out something that sounded like a grunt or a growl of anger. "Great... Just tell them I'm asleep. I have a head ache as it is." I told him.

"Querida..." He began. "I can't lie. Paul's a Lawyer. He's trained to senselies from a mile away."

I couldn't help but laugh then. "Well, I really am tired..." I told him, forcing a yawn as I laid down fully on my back.

"Alright..." Jesse told me before going back downstairs. "She's actually asleep right now." I heard him tell the Slaters.

"Oh, that's a shame." Paul said. "Well, give these flowers to her for us."

"OW!" I suddenly heard Kelly's perky voice shout painfully.

"What's wrong? Did you go into labor?" I heard Jesse ask, along with the scraping of a chair, which was probably Paul sitting her down.

"I- I think I did..." She said. "But I'm not due for another 3 weeks."

"Well, we should get to a hospital... It could have been false, but it's always good to be sure." Paul said.

I heard Jesse shout. "Call us later." Before closing the door, soon followed by Paul's car starting up as Jesse came back upstairs. He was carrying a vase of a variety of flowers with a 'get well soon' card attached.

"I think Kelly went into-"

"-Labor... I heard." I finished for him as he set down the flowers, handing me the card, which read:

Hope all goes well. Get well soon.

-Paul, Kelly, Katelyn, and "Baby"

"See... they're pretty nice." Jesse told me, with a look that said 'you should be sleeping cause you said you would'.

I know his looks all too well.

"I know they are, but Kelly is far too perky for me. Maybe after the pregnancy I'll be more open to her cheerfulness, but not now." I explained.

"Are you getting hungry?" He asked, thankfully changing the subject.

"Yeah... how about some mac and cheese." I suggested.

"OK." He said, heading downstairs.

"How about with ketchup on top?" I added, even surprising myself at the disgusting request. (A/N: I, personally, love it, but it nauseates most people.)

Jesse turned to me, just as disgusted. "Ketchup?" He asked.

"It's what the babies want..." I explained. "Another one of those odd cravings."

"How about I bring it up seprately..."

"Good thinking..."

I heard Jesse mutter as he walked out of the room. "I love my children, but they have sickening taste in food..."

OMG... sorry it took so long. Things have been extremly hectic. Wev'e finally moved into our new apartment, one of my cords for my computer went missing, so were still with one. Oh well, as long as the chapters come...

Please review. I'm getting alot so far for this one, which is very pleasing for me.