A/N: OK. Here's the scoop. I don't own PC. I don't own any of its characters, storyline, or dialogue.

However - I do own Abby, Cameron, Kate, Colin, Grant, Chloe, Becky, Kyle, Lia, Lynnie, Ethan, Quinn, Billie, Ella, Aidan, Tyler and any other character in my stories not ever seen on a television screen near you.

And sorry to say – but if you don't know any of the people I'm talking about in the sentence above – you probably don't want to read this. LOL!

This story is – seventh (DEAR LORD!) in a series that I started one day when PC got me royally po'd and I took matters into my own hands. Irrational yes – but I never said I wasn't. ;) Anyway – there are – remarkably an amazing group of people who have told me they like what they've been reading. And so, for all of them - I continue to write.

I was a bit wary about continuing to post this on – because my characters are kind of taking over the story. I was really worried about what to do but then I remembered. The constant that has and always will remain in all my stories is Rafe and Alison and Caleb and Livvie. So I guess as long as that's true they should stay here.

I used to grumble and scream and have mini tantrums over the things TPTB thought up to torture me when it came to the characters I loved. Now – unbelievably - I seem to be the one creating these scenarios. One thing you can always be sure of – no matter how bad it gets – I'll make it alright in the end.

I'm trying something a bit different – we'll be going from the present to the past and then back to the present so even at the get go – you'll know things will end up ok. But I'm not telling you everything all at once. You'll still have to figure it all out over time.

So here you go – the beginning of another portion of the never ending saga I've gotten myself mixed up in.

As always – thanks for reading!

Until 2! Enjoy! xox - G

Chapter One

She ran to the phone, breathless when she finally picked up the receiver. "Rafe?" She said softly.

"How'd you know it was me?" He laughed on the other end.

"I'd know that ring anywhere. How are things going?" Alison asked, her voice tinged with worry. To her it had seemed so long since she heard his voice.

"As well as can be expected." He said with a sigh. "How are things at home?"

"Fine." She said, unconvincingly.

"Alison…" Rafe prompted. "What's the matter?"

She blew out a breath and told the truth. "The girls are driving me crazy. Becky's still mad at you for taking Kyle with you and Ella's about to rip her cast off her arm."

"Becky has finals anyway. I know she's angry but let's face it – Kyle's a huge distraction." Rafe said, knowing that mad was probably an understatement. She was most likely completely furious. His voice filled with worry as he changed the subject. "Now about Ella. What did the doctor say?"

Alison sighed louder. "He said she has 3 more weeks but honestly Rafe – you know those three. I bet you Aidan's already stolen a saw from Cam's toolbox. And your daughter – you know her - she'll convince him and Ty that they can cut it off themselves."

Rafe laughed again. "Why is she my daughter when she's about to do something dangerous?"

Alison blinked. Was he kidding? She thought to herself. "Are you seriously asking me that question?"

Rafe realized his mistake as soon as the statement was out of his mouth. "OK. Point taken."

Alison knew why he was half a world away but it didn't make it easier. There was a pause and she added wistfully. "I wish you were here."

His heart ached as he replied. "I wish you were here too."

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"Mine." Alex said as he snatched the toy from Melissa's grasp. She sat there, stunned and then suddenly her wide green eyes filled with big fat tears. "No. You share." She said, her tiny lips quivering.

Grant was beside her before the first one even fell. "OK, Prettiness." He whispered as he scooped her up in his arms. "Shh. It's alright. Don't mind him. Your cousin is a big old bully."

Katrina tried not to laugh as she scolded her son. "Alex. You should share your toys with Melissa. Come on. Play nicely please."

Alex looked up at her, clutching the toy to his chest. "No, Mama. Not her twuck." He repeated over and over, his voice definite. "Mine, mine, mine, mine, MINE!"

Grant chuckled as he held his daughter closer. "Well if there ever was a doubt it's been proven. That kid's definitely a Morley."

"GRANT!" Chloe gasped.

"What?" Grant said, the look on his face completely unapologetic. "It's true." He gazed over at Colin who was laughing uncontrollably. "Look – even Colin knows I'm right."

Colin fought to find his voice. "Now you see - that's not the only way he's like my father. You should have given him a minute. He would have been charming her."

"It's true. Morleys certainly can be charming." Kate agreed as she handed a new toy to her niece. She moved towards Colin, smiling wider as she reached him. He kissed her softly and pulled her to sit beside him. "But I think it's more that our son is spoiled."

"Yes. That he is." Colin agreed.

"And…" Kate sighed as she ran a hand over her rounded stomach. "I don't see anything changing with our daughter."

Chloe took Melissa from Grant and settled her on her lap. Her cheeks were dry and it seemed she was now fascinated with a teaspoon, the toy she'd just been crying over forgotten.

"I wonder how Lynnie and Ethan are doing today." She said softly as she ran her fingers through her daughter's golden curls.

Kate sighed as Alex came toddling over to her. She reached down and pulled him up to sit beside her. "Lia called earlier. She hasn't heard from her yet."

"They probably just need some time alone." Chloe replied.

"I don't know what I would do…" Colin said softly as he pressed a kiss to Alex's dark hair.

"Me either." Grant sighed as he nodded in agreement.

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Quinn walked towards the door his face full with worry. He knew what day it was but that wasn't the thing that plagued his thoughts at the moment. He thought of Billie and Tyler and how he could ever break the news to them. Would they think it was as great as he did? Did he have the right to even expect them to?

He brushed the snow off his jacket as he eased inside and despite his worries, he couldn't hold back his grin. What an amazing difference two and a half years had made. Who would have thought it could happen? But here he was, married with an eleven year old son and a baby on the way.

"Anyone home?" He called out as he walked towards the den. He was beginning to get nervous. It was way too quiet.

Billie's probably napping. He thought with a sigh. She could never seem to stay awake at the end of the day. He walked through the kitchen and saw she'd left him dinner. She'd even written a note on his napkin. "Wake me up. xo - B"

He continued to smile as he walked upstairs, pausing to knock on Ty's door. When he didn't answer after the third attempt, Quinn pushed the door open.

Ty was reading, and wearing his headphones. Quinn sighed. It was no wonder he couldn't hear him.

He walked over to his son and snatched them off. "Buddy – c'mon. We talked about this."

"Huh?" Ty replied.

"Huh yourself." Quinn couldn't believe the next words were about to come out of his mouth. "Tyler. You'll lose your hearing if you keep listening this to this stuff so loud."

"Dad." Ty rolled his eyes. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. I'm serious." Quinn said with a nod. As he looked at his son he couldn't believe how tall Ty was getting. He grew a foot a day it seemed.

"So. Did they catch the guy?" Ty asked then.

Quinn nodded again. "Yeah. It'll be on the front page tomorrow."

"Cool." Ty loved hearing about all the good stories before they hit the papers. "Mom's sleeping." He offered as he grabbed a small soft basketball from his beside table and began to throw it against the ceiling. "She wants you to wake her up."

"I know." Quinn knew what Ty was up to and he wasn't going to let him get away with it. He always thought mentioning Billie would distract him. The kid was usually right, but Quinn still focused enough to ask the dreaded question.

"Is your homework done?"

Ty sighed. "Yeah – like hours ago."

"Good." Satisfied, Quinn decided it was time to wake up his wife. Before he did he had some parting words for Ty. "Don't stay up too late alright?"

Ty sighed again. "Alright." He waited a second before he called out. "Hey Dad?"

"Yeah?"

He picked up his book again and acted casual. "In your toolbox - do you have like a saw or anything?"

Quinn was immediately suspicious. "What do you need a saw for?"

"School. For a project." Ty replied, hoping he would buy it.

There was more to this story, Quinn knew. He knew Ty's tricks well. They were all the same ones he tried to pull when he was his age. He had ten bucks that said Ty and Aidan were really preparing to cut Ella's cast off.

School project, my ass. He thought to himself. Still he replied, "Yeah. I do. We'll talk about your "project" some more in the morning."

"'Kay." Ty said with a smile.

"Goodnight." Quinn stifled a laugh as he left the room.

As he opened the door to his own bedroom, his heart beat faster at the very sight of his wife. Would he ever get over how beautiful she looked? She was curled up on her side, her dark auburn hair spilling out over the pillow. She'd been letting it grow lately and he thought she never looked more stunning. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Billie stretched and her eyes fluttered open. "Hey you." She whispered.

"Hey." Quinn smiled down at her. "How you feeling?"

"Awful." She replied with a sigh. "Today wasn't good."

Quinn ran a hand through her hair and stared into her eyes. "And me working so late probably didn't help. I'm sorry." He said as he moved to kiss her again.

"It's OK." She yawned. Her eyes filled with tears as she added. "You remember what today is?"

"I know." Quinn nodded. He saw the fear in Billie's eyes and moved to sit beside her. "Billie, I know you're worried, but it's going to be alright." He promised as he pulled her close.

"I'm going to hold you to that." She replied as she rested her head on his shoulder.

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"Lia?" Danny called her name for the third time.

"Huh?" She said, still not focusing.

He rubbed a hand over her back, knowing what was on her mind. "They're asleep."

"OK." She nodded. "Good."

"Good?" He replied, trying to lighten the mood a bit. "All I get is good? Julia - they're BOTH asleep. It's not just good – it's a miracle."

She smiled weakly as she turned to face him. "You're right. Thank you."

Danny pulled her closer and could feel her shaking. "She'll be alright." Danny whispered.

"I know." Lia sniffled. "I'm just worried about her."

"I know." Danny said as he kissed her sweetly. "But she's come a long way since last year. They both have. I know you're upset. Honey, I wish I could stay…"

Lia swiped at her eyes and took a deep breath. She couldn't believe what had happened in the last few years. She had been made detective, and Danny was the ER's chief resident and their sons lay sleeping in the next room. It was amazing and exhausting but somehow they made it work.

She shook her head at him, knowing he had to go. "I know. It's alright. We'll see you in the morning."

He kissed her again and pulled her close. "Love you. Get some sleep while you can." He said softly as he held her tight.

As always, Danny made her instantly feel better. "I'll try." She said with a smile. "Love you too."

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She stood by the window, rocking her daughter in her arms. "Shh. Shh. Little one. Don't you cry." Lynnie whispered softly. "Now that you're finally here – I just want to see you smile."

Lynnie watched the snow fall outside, wondering how Ethan was faring. He insisted on shoveling the driveway – even though this snow was sure to continue on until morning.

"Daddy might be cold. Should we make him some coffee? What should we do, Callie?" Lynnie asked as she carried her down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Today's a sad day, sweetie." Lynnie sighed as she placed a kiss on the baby's head. "Mama's sad, and so is your Daddy. Maybe that's why you're so out of sorts."

She carefully placed the baby in her seat, making sure to bundle her up in a blanket. She was extremely cautious with everything that involved Callie. Since they first brought her home four weeks ago Lynnie never slept. She stayed by her daughter's side every hour of every day. Ethan understood. He didn't even try to stop her.

Lynnie knew that people thought she was crazy but she didn't care. She knew she couldn't take any chances.