Author's Note: Well here it is. Thank you for reviewing though for a while it looked like you were (by the way, my computer thinks that should be said as you was) tied. I got one last vote and that determined the sex of the baby. I'll write an epilogue for one year later.

My mom and a few books were key elements in the development of this story. I also had to use the internet at some points though. Anyway without further ado… Here it is.

Ghostly Baby-Showers

"No."

"It's a perfectly good name!" Gina told us.

"It's the name of a vampire slayer," CeeCee informed her.

"I don't think it's a proper name either," Jesse remarked from his seat by me on our bed.

"I am not naming my child Buffy," I said to cut off that name choice. (AN: My mom wanted that name.) We were sitting in the bedroom with baby name books all over the place. By "we" I mean Jesse, Gina, CeeCee, Adam, Doc, and me. Doc is staying with us while Mom and Andy are out of town. Gina transferred to No. Cal. University.

"I like the name Alfonso for a boy." Jesse said.

"Do you want him to be made fun of?" I asked him.

"It screams beat me up and take my lunch money," Gina put in.

"It was my grandfather's name." Jesse said.

"And how long ago was that?" CeeCee asked. (Everything had been explained to CeeCee, Adam, Gina, and Doc.)

Things went on like that for a while until Adam, CeeCee, and Gina left. Doc, Jesse and I had supper in the bedroom while the guys talked about a special on the Discovery Channel that they had seen. I had no Idea what they were talking about.

The nursery is finished. Jesse put a Noah's Ark theme in it. He carried me in to see it after he had finished it. I t was actually pretty cute. It's furnished with a crib, changing tables, dresser, nightstand, lamp, toy chest, and rocking chair. All the clothing we have is unisex because we want the sex to be a surprise. Of course Jesse says it should be a natural delivery. He doesn't want any pain killers at all because that was how they did it in the nineteenth century. I told him that if he wants a natural delivery like that then he can deliver the child.

I had a hard time sleeping that night. Every time I looked over at Jesse he was sleeping soundly. I wondered briefly if someone had hit him over the head and knocked him out. I decided to see if I could sneak downstairs and clean up the living room. I love my husband, but he does not know how to clean. Don't look at me like that! I know I'm on bed rest, but sometimes it drives me crazy. Like Everyday. And I rest for ten minutes every five minutes. And I've only done it twice before while Jesse was at school.

I was just dusting off the T.V. when Jesse walked in on me. I immediately sat down in the rocking chair and tried to feign innocence. Jesse's mother and sisters materialized behind him. Jesse was livid. (AN: I love that word "Livid".)

"Susannah, what are you doing out of bed?"

"I couldn't get to sleep. And I was sitting down every now and then," I broke off as he glared at me. To my surprise he just sighed and picked me up without giving me a lecture. David came out of his room as we were going past his room. He looked at me and shook his head.

Jesse put me down on the bed and crawled in next to me. He seemed to realize that scolding me would not keep me as calm as he wanted me to be. Instead he just pulled me close to him. Of course now I felt guilty. I wasn't thinking of him or the baby. I started thinking about what could have happened. Jesse was probably frightened when he woke up and saw that I wasn't in bed. Before I knew it was happening I started crying into his chest. Jesse stroked my back as I apologized for not thinking about him or the baby.

The next morning I realized that make sure I stayed in bed. He had class that day. My late night caught up with me at around noon. When I woke up the bedroom had been decorated and my mother-and-sister-in-laws were putting plates of enchiladas and cookies on my nightstand. they had also brought in gifts and supplies for games. Louise noticed I had woken up and smiled at me. Isabella came over and gave me a cookie.

"We know you get restless sitting up her all day so we decided to throw you a baby shower like the one your mother threw for you last week," Marta explained.

We played games and talked for a few hours. My in-laws told me stories about their pregnancies and children. Louise was telling me about how Jesse had gotten into a patch of poison oak patch when he was two (I now consider it doubly evil) when Jesse walked in. He had heard enough to know what the story was about and was very red in the face. He had only come home to change for work at the Coffee Clutch. As soon as he left I got to open presents.

Louise had made a book of tips to keep a baby calm. Marta gave me a hand-sewn teddy-bear for the baby. Mercedes had written some baby-friendly recipes. (I thanked her even though I'll probably stick to Gerbers.) Josefina gave me some green booties that she had made for the baby. Isabella had made a Noah's Ark mobile for the nursery after noticing that we didn't have one. Esperanza gave me the baby blanket she had started when I got sick.

As I was thanking them for the presents my water broke. After that it was like I had put Spike (who tragically died two years after Jesse came to life) among a bunch pigeons. Esperanza went to get Jesse, Isabella and Louise tried to keep me calm (yeah right), Josefina went to get me a glass of water, Mercedes brought me the phone so I could call the doctor, and Marta got my bag together.

The ambulance arrived at the same time as Jesse. We got to the hospital without much hassle. When I had been settled he went out to call my mom and our friends. They all came over immediately. About fourteen hours and an epidural later I gave a last push to free Jesse and my first born at 5:30 am. The poor things cries could be heard out in the hall.

"That one's a keeper!" (AN: That's what they said about me for the same reasons) Adam told us when he was first admitted into the room. I had Jesse hit him with a newspaper for me.

My mom, Andy, Jake, Brad, David, CeeCee, Adam, and Gina gathered around the bed at 6:30 am after giving Jesse and I a few minutes alone with the baby.

After about five minutes of cooing hover how cute the baby was, Gina said, "Have you decided on a name yet or what?" Jesse's family started to fade out as we looked at each other and smiled.

Just before they moved on, we said together "Peter Simon de Silva."

My mother blinked back tears when we announced that my dad had a namesake in my son, who already looked at us through his grandfather's eyes.