Hey Everyone! I know it has been a long, long time,but as you have all probablyfigured out I am the Queen of Procrastination.Thanks to everyonewho reviewed, you keep me writing, even ifit takes mea while. I hopeyou all enjoy this chapter. Pleasereview. Thanks!

Woody drove Jordan back to the morgue so she could get her car. On the way there they decided that they would both take tomorrow off in honor of Jordan's first doctor's appointment. It would also give them time to decide how to tell the rest of the morgue staff that they were getting married. Woody knew that there was something else he wanted too, but didn't know how to ask for it. He was just about to speak when Jordan beat him to it.

"You know, Woody," she began to say, "maybe it would just be easier for you to stay the night, if you don't mind. I ate so much that it is almost guaranteed that tomorrow morning won't be pretty and I don't want to experience it alone. I have some of your old sweats and you could just stop by your place tomorrow to pick up so clean clothes before the doctors appointment. Is that okay?"

"That's fine Jordan." Woody replied. "I can't wait to experience my first bout of morning sickness with you," He jokingly said.

"Oh, don't worry Farm Boy, it'll be an experience you'll never forget."

Jordan retrieved her car and drove home to her Pearl Street apartment with Woody following close behind. They both parked their cars and began their assent to her third floor residence. She opened the door and led them inside.

"Jordan," Woody began once they were seated comfortably on the couch. "When do you think we should tell Lily and the guys about the engagement? I'm sure they'll want to know, but I think we should wait a little to tell them."

"Why do you think we should wait?" Jordan asked.

"I'm afraid that they'll have doubts about my intentions. I haven't exactly been the nicest person lately and I don't want them to think that I'm marrying you just because you're pregnant with my baby. There's also the fact that I just broke up with Lu and I feel as if she deserves a little time to recoup before she finds out we're getting married. That woman can be very aggressive when she becomes angry and I don't want to risk you or the baby right now."

"Woodrow Wilson Hoyt, you must be one of the smartest, most conscientious men I know, and now you are becoming all mine." She leaned over and began to kiss him. He hungrily kissed her back and began to lay her down on the couch. They were just getting heated when the phone rang.

Woody sat up and moved off Jordan, being careful not to bump her. "This tends to happen, doesn't it?" He said as she reached for the phone. She shushed him and picked up the phone.

"Cavanaugh." She said into the speaker. "Oh, hi Lily. Yes, I'm doing fine. No, the baby's happy right now. What'd you know, he must have sensed we were talking about him because he just started to trample my bladder. Thanks for calling Lily, I appreciate it. No really, I'll be fine for tonight, no need to stop by. I really have to go now, the kicking is quiet fierce. Bye Lily." Jordan let out a sigh of relief as she hung up the phone. She turned and looked at Woody.

"I thought you had to go to the bathroom," He said.

"No," Jordan replied, "I just said that to get off the phone. She was offering to come over and stay the night and I was afraid that if I talked too long that I would let it slip you were staying with me. I highly doubt that she would react well to that."

"I know what you mean. How about you find me those old sweats and we move on down to the bedroom." Woody said with a glint in his eye.

"I like where this is going," Jordan replied, "but I don't think it should go all the way. I am going to have a doctor looking 'down there' tomorrow and I really don't want to be reminded of anything that could happen tonight." She said with a chuckle.

"I guess I can try to contain my self, but I'm not making any promises."

"You better promise, or you'll be getting the couch."

"Fine, be that way," Woody said, stomping towards the bathroom for dramatic effect.

"You're such a two year old sometimes." Jordan yelled down the hallway. "But it's your back that's going to be killing you tomorrow."

She walked into her bedroom and grabbed the old sweats from the draw. She threw them on the bed and changed into her pajamas. When Woody came out of the bathroom she showed him the sweats and then went to relieve herself because the baby really had begun kicking her bladder. When she came out of the bathroom she saw Woody lying under the covers of her bed. She gave him a look before climbing under the covers.

"I've decided I can be good for one night, but no more than one night." He told her.

"Okay, Hoyt. But just so you know I've been having to get up in the middle of the night quite often to go to the bathroom, on of the main reasons I began to think about the fact that I could be pregnant. Now this is partially your fault so you get to suffer through me moving and getting up constantly through out the night."

"I guess I deserve it." Woody replied before putting his arm around Jordan's waist and falling asleep.

Jordan certainly did move around a lot and it had been no more than three hours before she got up to go to the bathroom the first time. Woody woke up, but fell asleep once Jordan got back in bed. Around two hours later she got up and went again. This continued the whole night and by the fourth time, Woody was sleeping right through it. Unfortunately the next time Jordan got up it was for a different reason.

Woody could hear Jordan move faster this time to the bathroom. He was still half asleep when he her "Woo…" followed by the sound of Jordan retching. He bounded out of bed and into the bathroom, where he grabbed Jordan's hair as she continued to puke. He tried to sooth her which earned him a hurried "Shut up" and an elbow to the stomach. From then on he just held her hair and watched last night's Chinese resurface. She would stop puking and lean against him for a little while before she would catapult her self up to restart the cycle. Once she was able to lean against him for a consecutive half hour she felt that she was ready to get up off the floor. He led her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. He then went to the kitchen to get the Ginger Ale Jordan said she wanted. He returned with the can and a straw and sat next to her on the bed.

"How long have you been going through that by yourself?" He asked her?

"About a month," she replied, "but never as bad as that."

"Well, your never going to have to by yourself again." Woody looked at her and said, "I'm moving in. I don't care who know and what they think, I'm moving in with you. After all I've done it's the least I can do."

"Okay," Jordan said and she and Woody laid down to rest.

Around one o'clock they both took showers and got ready for the doctors. Woody had run back to his apartment to grab some clothes while Jordan was napping so they were both ready to go. They arrived at the doctors a little early and gave their name. As they waited they began to talk about what life would be like after the baby.

After about ten minutes the nurse called their name and brought them into an examination room. She had Jordan void in a cup to confirm the pregnancy and gave her a gown to change into. She told them that the doctor would be in shortly.

They waited no more than five minutes before the doctor came in.

"Hello, I'm Dr. O'Callahan." He introduced himself. "You must be Jordan Cavanaugh."

"Yes," Jordan replied, "and this is my fiancé Woody Hoyt."

"It's nice to meet both of you, now let's get this party started." He examined Jordan and concluded that she was in fact far enough along to find out the sex of the baby during the ultrasound. (A/N I'm not really sure if that's true but for the sake of this story, it is.) He took out the bottle of jelly and squirted it onto Jordan stomach. He began to look at the picture and then looked at Jordan and Woody.

"Would you two like to know the sex of your baby?" He asked.

"What do you think, Jordan? Do you want to know?"

"I think so, Woody. Is that okay?"

"I was hoping you would say so."

"Okay then kids here we go. It looks like you are having a….boy!"

Woody and Jordan were both so happy. They couldn't wait to tell everyone.

"A boy, Woody. We're going to have a little boy."

"I'm sorry it's not a girl, Jordan." Woody said. Jordan was just about to reply when Dr. O'Callahan began to speak.

"I wouldn't be apologizing yet, Mr. Hoyt. It looks like those sperm of your were mighty busy. Congratulations, you're having a….girl!"

"Hold on one second, Doc." Jordan said. "First you said we were having a boy and now you're saying we're having a girl. Make up your mind."

"Miss Cavanaugh, Mr. Hoyt, I have made up my mind. In approximately six months you two will be the proud parents of a boy and a girl. You're having twins!"

Woody couldn't believe it. He looked over at Jordan and was surprised to see that she wasn't as happy as he was. "We're having twins Jordan aren't you happy?"

"Oh, I'm happy Woody, but you might want to move."

"Why?" He asked but before she could answer she opened her mouth and puked all over him.

"Sorry," she said. "The babies just wanted to say Hi," and she began to laugh. She was going to have twins, with the man of her dreams, who was currently covered in puke. "This can't get any better." She said, as she and Woody looked at the ultrasound of their beautiful twins. "This can't get any better."