A/N: Home at last! Transylvania was fun, but they had to come back to good ole Port Chuckles sometime! LOL! As far as baby Gabe is concerned, he wants to get out. Trust me! LOL! But there are just a few things I need to wrap up, and THEN he will be born. I promise:)

Okay, if you remember, or even if you don't remember lol, I hinted in chapter 23 that something was up w/ Livvie. You'll find out what it is in this chapter.

Katrina, of course, is adorable. Nothing new about that. I would like to take this moment to thank the kids I babysat a few summers ago. They inspired everything Katrina does in this chapter. LOL Well, until 30!

Chapter 29

Katrina sat at the kitchen table, wolfing down the last of her pancakes. "I'm done!" she announced and started to get up.

"Whoa, hold on just a second. Finish some of that orange juice," Alison said.

Katrina picked it up, taking a big gulp, then wiping her mouth with her shirt. "Now I'm done!"

Alison was about to say something to Katrina about using a napkin when the doorbell suddenly sounded.

"Ooo! Someone's at the door, Mommy!"

Alison looked out the kitchen window, seeing Livvie and Charlotte standing on the porch. "Go get it, Katrina. It's Aunt Livvie and Charlotte."

Katrina was already out of her seat, running towards the living room. She ran to the door and opened it. "HEY!"

Livvie laughed. "Hi, sweetie. Welcome home! Where's your mom?"

"She's in the kitchen. Come inside!"

Livvie and Charlotte followed Katrina inside, with Livvie shutting the door behind them.

"C'mere, Charlotte! I want to show you all the stuff I got!"

"Okay!"

"But shh, you got to be quiet upstairs, cause my daddy is sleeping."

"Okay," Charlotte whispered.

"Come on."

Katrina took Charlotte's hand and together, they ran up the stairs.

"Livvie!"

"Alison!"

The two women greeted each other with a hug.

"Oh wow, you look great!"

Alison rolled her eyes. "Oh, Livvie, just go ahead and say it. What you mean to say is that I look extremely pregnant."

"Well, that too," she laughed. "I'm so glad you're back. When I saw your message last night that you were home, I knew I'd have to race right over to see you!"

"I'm so glad to be back home too! Not that Romania wasn't fun, but I missed Port Charles."

"We missed you too."

"Come to the kitchen and we'll talk. I made some pancakes. You and Charlotte are welcome to some."

"Oh, thanks, but that's okay. We just ate. So is Rafe really upstairs sleeping? Usually it's the other way around, with him up at the crack of dawn instead of you."

Alison laughed. "I know. Me and Katrina slept practically the whole flight home and we're wide awake now, but Rafe's exhausted. I think I'm still on Europe time."

"So? Tell me all about Romania! How's the progress with the bed and breakfast coming along?"

Alison took a seat at the table. "It's going great. Rafe's so excited about it. You'll have to come see it when it's finished!"

"Of course I will!"

"And since we're keeping the house, we think maybe we'll go visit every summer or something like that. I think it would be good for the kids, you know, seeing where their daddy grew up and all." Alison suddenly started to laugh.

"What is it?"

Alison placed her hand on her belly. "Gabe just jabbed me, but it didn't hurt. He moves around all the time now. Oh, Livvie, I can't wait until he's born. I just want to see him and hold him so bad. I know he's going to look just like Rafe. Don't you ever miss the time when Charlotte was a baby?"

"Yeah, because she wasn't running around all over the place."

"I just can't wait. We've wanted to have another baby for so long and it's hard to believe that it's almost time."

"Yeah. A baby certainly changes everything, huh?"

Alison nodded, then gave Livvie a huge smile. "Well, enough about me. So, how's everything in Port Charles? Did I miss anything exciting? Anything interesting happen while we were gone?"

"Oh, no, not really. It's just…you know, same ole, same ole." Livvie cleared her throat, averting Alison's gaze.

"I knew it!"

Livvie turned to Alison in surprise. "Knew what?"

"I knew that you were keeping something from me!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Livvie, come on. I know you. There's that look on your face. I know something's up and I want to know what it is. Every time I talked to you on the phone this summer, you sounded so distracted. And now you're doing it again. Livvie, what's going on?"

"Nothing."

Alison didn't believe her. "Livvie."

"Okay! It's only the most unexpected and unplanned thing in the world."

Alison grew concerned. "What is it? Tell me."

"I'm pregnant! All right? There, I said it."

Alison's jaw dropped. "Livvie! Oh my god! Seriously? Oh my god, that's great news!"

"Are you kidding me?" Livvie laughed. "I swore months ago that Charlotte was it. Don't get me wrong, I love my little girl, but I can't imagine having another baby now! It's going to be crazy! You have it so much easier, Alison. Katrina is like this little angel child from heaven that you and Rafe made, which really isn't surprising. But Charlotte…well, as much as I love her, she's a wild child."

Alison laughed. "Oh, I wouldn't say she's a wild child. She just gets her fiery spirit from her mother, that's all."

"Look, it's not that I don't enjoy being a mother. It's just that I always thought Charlotte would be a lot older before Jack and I had another baby, if we had another baby, and then this happened. Now I'm going to have three babies."

"Three babies?"

"Yeah, this one, Charlotte, and Jack."

Alison laughed out loud. "Well, I can't help you with Jack, but I think this is the best time you could get pregnant. It'll be fun! Think about it. We'll do stuff together! We'll go shopping for baby clothes at Wyndham's and take our babies for stroller rides to the park and go have play dates. Oh! And we can even take those mommy and me classes together. I've always wanted to do that! Won't that be fun?"

Livvie smiled. "Well, yes, that is something to look forward to. But that doesn't change the fact that things are going to get crazier around my house."

"So how did Jack react to the news?"

"Oh, yeah, he fainted."

Alison laughed heartily. "Seriously, though, how did he react?"

"Seriously. He fainted."

Alison couldn't help but laugh, remembering what Jack went through the last time Livvie was pregnant and hormonal.

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To appease Rafe's anxiety, Alison promised to schedule a doctor's appointment as soon as they got back, just to make sure everything was fine with her and the baby. So that afternoon, Alison, having other errands to run, called Serena over to babysit while she went out for a few hours.

Katrina followed her mother to her car. "Mommy! I wanna go with you! Can't I go with you?"

"No, baby doll. Not this time. I've got too much to do today."

"We'll have lots of fun, Katrina," Serena promised.

"Yes, that's right. You'll have a good time. You be a good girl for Serena, okay?"

Katrina nodded. "Okay."

"Serena, phone numbers are on the fridge. Call me if you need me. Or call Rafe. And Eve and Ian are right down the street if you need something. You can call them too."

"We'll be fine."

"Alright. See you later, sweetie." Alison leaned down and gave Katrina a quick kiss.

"Bye, Mommy." Katrina waved to her mother as she got into the car and backed out of the driveway.

"Bye," Alison called out, waving as she drove away.

"So, what do you want to do, kiddo?" Serena asked. "Watch a movie? Play a board game?"

Katrina grinned widely, eyeing Serena's white convertible. "Let's play in your car!"

"My car?"

"Yeah! Let's go for a ride with the top down!"

"No, we're not going for a ride."

"Why not?"

"Because I said so."

"Please!"

"No. We're not going for a ride in my car."

"Then let's play Drive-In! Can we play Drive-In?"

"I don't know. How do you play Drive-In?"

"Like on the Flintstones! You got to sit in the car and I'll come over and take your order. Go ahead, get in the car. Pretend you just drove up."

Sometimes these games seemed so silly to Serena, but she played along. Hey, she was getting paid for it.

"Okay, now I got to take your order. I'm going to be the waitress. Oh wait! I forgot something! Hold on, be right back!" Katrina suddenly ran back into the house. She returned a few minutes later with a pencil and notepad in her hand.

Katrina walked over to the car and gave Serena a smile. "What can I get for ya, hon?"

Serena laughed. The kid was playing the role of waitress very well. "I'll have a hamburger."

"Um….we don't have hamburgers. We're all out."

"Okay. Do you have hot dogs?"

"No, we don't have that either."

"Well can I at least get a Coke?"

"No soda. We only have kool-aid."

Serena sighed. "How about you tell me what you DO have."

"Okay, the specials today are peanut better and jelly sandwiches, baloney sandwiches, crackers, and cheese!"

"Alright, well then I'll have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich."

"What kind of drink do you want? We have red, grape and orange."

"I'll have orange."

"Actually, now that I think about it, I think we just have grape!"

"Then I'll take grape."

Katrina took her notepad and made some scribbles, pretending she was taking the order. "Okay! So that was a PB & J sandwich, and some grape kool-aid?"

"Right."

"Alright shug, be back in a jiffy with your order!" Katrina started to go back to the house. "Don't get out of your car! I'll be right back!"

Serena looked at her watch, hoping this wouldn't take too long. She turned on the radio and listened to music to pass the time.

Finally, Katrina came back. She was holding a plate with a sandwich in one hand and a grape juice box in the other. "Okay, here's your food!"

Serena looked down at the sandwich, peanut butter and jelly everywhere, just as a five-year-old would make it. But she had to admit, it had been a long time since someone had made her a sandwich. "Thank you."

"You're welcome! Now let's see, that'll be….um, a dollar!"

Serena opened her purse and pulled out a crisp one-dollar bill, handing it over to Katrina. "Keep it."

Katrina's eyes lit up, holding the dollar in her hand as if it were a hundred. "For real? I can keep it?"

Serena smiled. "Sure."

"Ooo, a whole dollar! I'm gonna put this in my piggy bank!"

"Hey, let's go inside. It's hot and I'm not going to eat this in my car. I just had the inside cleaned."

"Oh but not yet! It's your turn to be the waitress!"

"Well how about this time, we play restaurant? And if we play restaurant, we'll need a table."

Katrina thought about that for a moment. "Okay!"

Serena followed Katrina into the house and into the kitchen. Looking at the table, she noticed the mess left behind. Peanut butter and jelly jars, no lids. Two messy butter knives lying on the table. An open bag of bread. Sticky spots of peanut butter and bread crumbs everywhere. What a mess.

"Katrina, let's clean this up. We can't eat at a table like this."

Just as they started to pick up the things up off the table, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it, I'll get it!" Katrina shouted.

"No, Katrina! I'm the babysitter! You have to let me answer." Serena got to the door seconds before Katrina. She peered out of the peephole, realizing it was just Danny. Serena opened it. "Hi, Danny."

"Can Katrina play?"

"Hey, Danny! You want to play Restaurant? We've having peanut butter and jelly sandwiches!"

"Yeah!" Danny was never one to turn down food.

"Right this way!" Katrina led the way to the kitchen. "Sit here, Danny. Serena, hurry up, we're hungry!"

Serena quickly cleared the table off. "Okay, I'll be right back with your sandwiches."

"No, Serena, you got to take our orders first! Just like they do at a real restaurant."

"Alright. Can I start you two off with some drinks?"

"Don't forget your notepad!"

Serena sighed, grabbing the notepad off the counter. "Alright, can I start you two off with some kool-aid?"

"I'll have some," Danny said.

"You got to tell us the specials!" Katrina reminded her.

"The specials today are PB & J sandwiches or baloney. So, what will it be?"

Katrina grinned widely. "I want PB & J!"

Serena turned to Danny. "What about you, kiddo?"

"Me too, but I don't want jelly on mine. But do you have any bananas?"

Katrina gave Danny a disgusted look. "Eww! Gross, Danny! You eat your sandwiches with bananas?"

"Only with peanut butter! It's good!"

Serena scanned the kitchen, noticing a fruit bowl on the counter. Luckily, there were several bananas in there. "Yep, we've got bananas. Okay, you two sit tight. I'll be right back with your sandwiches."

"Hey, Katrina? When you were in Transylvania, did you see any vampires?"

"No, not any real ones."

"Did you see any scary ghosts?"

"No."

"How about goblins?"

"No."

"Witches? Flying monkeys?"

Katrina laughed. "Those are only in Oz!"

"How about werewolves?"

"Nope."

"You didn't see anything scary? I thought Transylvania was where all the scary stuff was!"

"Well there was this big spider in my room! He was pretty scary! Daddy squashed him with his shoe!"

Suddenly, music started to play. Katrina and Danny looked around, wondering where it was coming from.

"What the heck is that?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, what the heck is that?" Katrina laughed.

"It's my cell phone." Serena reached into her purse to grab her phone, and her voice suddenly took on a much softer tone. "Hey, what's going on?"

Danny leaned over the table. "It must be her boyfriend," he whispered. Katrina laughed.

Serena talked on her phone as she placed sandwiches on the table.

"Hey, what about our drinks? I might die of thirst," Katrina complained.

"Oh, just babysitting," Serena said, reaching into the refrigerator and pulling out two juice boxes. "Yeah, you can come over."

"Hey, where's my banana?" Danny asked impatiently.

"Who's going to come over?" Katrina asked.

"No, Alison's cool. She wouldn't mind. What movies do you have?"

Danny watched as Serena placed a half-peeled banana in front of him. "You got to cut it up into slices."

Serena didn't hear him as she continued to talk.

"I'll do it for you, Danny." Katrina reached across the table and grabbed a butter knife left behind. She began to cut uneven slices.

"Hey! Stop! You're getting jelly on it! There's jelly on that knife."

"So?" Katrina licked the jelly off the knife. "It's good."

When Katrina went to cut up the rest of the banana, Danny quickly covered it up. "Eww! Don't put that knife back on my food! You licked it! It's got your cooties now!"

"I don't have cooties!"

"Shh, you two! I'm on the phone!" Serena hissed. "Sorry about that. What were you saying?"

Katrina went back to her seat and started eating her sandwich. She watched as Danny began placing the banana slices on his bread, then taking a big bite out of it.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," he mumbled. "Hey, Katrina?"

"What?"

"You like seafood?" Danny opened his mouth wide open, showing the chewed up food in his mouth. "See? See food! Ha, ha, ha!"

Katrina watched him, thoroughly disgusted. It was then that Katrina decided that if anybody had cooties, it was definitely Daniel Thornhart.