"So you spent the whole day flipping through the channels?" Gil asked, chuckling quietly.

He was standing over the kitchen sink washing the dishes from dinner whilst Sara sat at the at the table; This was an every evening routine for the husband and wife.

Gil didn't mind cleaning and Sara hated it; It was just another thing they didn't have in common.

"Yeah. It's not surprising though, I mean she is six months pregnant."

The sound of water running filled the kitchen as Gil rinsed off the last pan. After setting it in the drainer in the sink not filled with water, he turned around and leant back on the counter.

"Are you ready for bed?"

Sara shook her head, clearly indicating she wasn't.

"What do you want to do?"

A grin crossed her face and Gil could have sworn that he saw her eyes twinkle as she stood up from the table.

Stepping lightly so not to attract the attention of Lily, she grabbed Gil's hand, gently pulling him behind her as she walked out the back door.

The air wasn't cold yet wasn't hot either; It was perfect. The sky was clear of clouds but stars littered the dark sky, making the scene breathtaking.

"What are we doing?" Gil inquired.

Sara briefly spun around to face him, simply pressing her index finger to her lips, signaling for him to be quiet.

She walked along the cool cement patio in her sock feet for a few more steps then stopped suddenly.

"Here," She whispered.

Gil looked to where she was pointing; A swing.

Not the kind you see on swing sets. This was a swing on a frame nearly as tall as Gil, with a cushion that seemed overstuffed. It even had a canopy.

"Wow! When did we get this?"

Sara released his hand from her grip as she sat down on the swing with a happy sigh. "Nick and Warrick set it up this afternoon. I thought you could use a place to relax."

With a smile Gil joined his wife on the swing; After sitting down he gently got the swing going and his smile widened.

"This is awesome. Thanks babe," He whispered as he kissed Sara.

"I'm glad you like it. Hey, I was thinking… maybe you could call Lady Heather," Sara adjusted her wedding ring as she said the sentence.

"Heather? Why?"

"Well we haven't been out of the house without Liz in a while. Maybe a night out would be fun before I can't do anything."

Gil silently thought it over; The thought of Heather playing Barbies with Liz was amusing, causing him to emit a short laugh.

"Is that a yes?" Sara glanced up at Gil.

He nodded with a grin. "Yeah I'll call her tomorrow."

The Next Day

"Mommy! It's Saturday!" Liz happily announced as she ran into her parents' bedroom with a grin.

Sara yawned, forcing her eyes open. After her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight coming in through the large bay window she looked at the alarm clock on the night stand on her side of the bed and saw it said 7:02.

"Liz, it's a little early don't you think?"

The young girl answered her mother by jumping up and down on the bed, insuring that Sara would wake up.

"Okay-okay! I'm up!" Sara groaned in defeat.

Liz giggled as she sat down Indian style next to Sara's half awake form. "Mommy?"

"Yes?"

"When is the baby coming?" Liz cocked her head to the left side; It was visible in her brown eyes that she was full of questions.

"Not for another five months," Sara answered, rapidly blinking her eyes as she tried to stay awake.

She had never been a morning person; Liz hadn't caught on to this fact yet.

"That's a long time. When is Jenna's baby gonna be born?"

"Another three months."

The questions continued for what seemed like hours; The next time Sara looked at the clock, it read 8:20.

"Okay I suppose I'm up. That only took more than an hour," She giggled as Liz jumped off the bed, waiting for her mother to follow her. "What would you like for breakfast?"

"I already had some," Liz answered. "I've been up since 5. Daddy made me pancakes!"

"Where is daddy?" Sara wondered as she stood up from the bed and followed Liz out of the room and down the stairs.

She tied the sash to her soft pink bathrobe loosely, so not to draw unwanted attention to her stomach which seemed to be larger every day.

"Lily and I were waiting for the sun to come up so we could play outside. Can we? Please?" Liz excitedly jumped up and down as she awaited an answer from her mother.

"Well you have to get dressed first."

Liz sprinted from the room to find the appropriate clothes to wear outside.

Sara smiled as she thought, "I've never met any other little girl who would rather play outside than watch television."

Faster than she had left, Liz appeared again, dressed in jean shorts and a blue t-shirt.

"Come on Lily!" She called as she ran out the back door.

Sara smiled once again as she watched Liz run around the yard, stopping occasionally to look at a butterfly or another bug.

Voice breaking, she whispered to herself, "That's my girl."