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Summary: (Sequel to Surprises Galore). Rob and Jess are together, living in their OWN house, and have one kid - but not for long. Jess is pregnant, yet again, and not married - tsk tsk. But that is not the only major thing that happens. Lightning Girl's daughter also happens to have a special power. Something she - Kia - is not even aware of. Well, until some weird stuff starts happening.

Disclaimer: Meg Cabot owns all of the characters you recognize. I own the plot, of course, and all of the characters you do not recognize.

Telekinesis

Chapter 4

I'm engaged.

Oh, my god.

Squee!

God, he is so awesome. And not to mention a god in bed. Not that you needed to know that or anything . . .

And I'm pregnant.

Yeah, can't forget that.

We already started planning for the wedding. We just wanted a little ceremony with friends and family. Maybe on the beach or in a local church . . .

The baby is due in less than two months. I'm so huge I can barely move. I wasn't this big with Kia. This baby is going to be a big one. And we don't even know its sex yet. We didn't really bother with that because we wanted it to be a surprise. But I have been going for weekly checkups. The doctors said the baby would be, like, six pounds at the most. Yeah, right. Kia was 6 lbs. 5 oz. And I wasn't as big as I am now.

Liars.

And now I have to go tell my mom that I'm getting married. That's gonna be fun.

Not.

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"Ah, I was wondering when you were going to ask her," my dad said, letting us in the house. He got a glimpse of my hand and saw the ring.

My dad led us to the living room yet again. "Let me go get your mother," he said and walked away.

"Jess," Rob said, seeing how nervous I looked. He put his arm around me and hugged me into him - well, as much as he could with my gigantic belly. "Look, you'll be fine, okay?"

I looked at him. "Fine? Rob, she's going to freak even more than she did when I told her I was pregnant again."

He sighed. "I know, baby. But the sooner we get her consent, the sooner we can actually start planning it."

"Rob, we already did start planning it," I said, smirking.

He rolled his eyes. "True, but I feel more comfortable that she actually knows."

I shook my head at that. "You are such a mama's boy," I replied, giggling. Then I pinched one of his cheeks.

Right then my mom and dad came back in. "Jessica," my mom acknowledged. "Rob."

"Hey, Mom," I said cheerfully.

"Toni," my dad said, "Jess and Rob have more news for you."

You could tell he wanted to get out before we told her. She is going to explode.

"Oh, really?" she said, cocking an eyebrow, and turning to face us.

I mentally slunk back. I was very much of the intimidated.

"Yeah, Mom," I replied. "Erm." I looked at Rob and he nodded his head. "Rob and I . . . we're engaged," I finally said, with a smile.

And then she went and surprised us all. "Really? Congratulations, sweetheart," she said and gave me a hug. And even more surpising, she went and hugged Rob. To say he looked shocked would be the understatement of the century.

When she went and sat back down with Dad, I said, "Um . . . thanks, Mom. You're really okay with this?" I asked uneasily.

She nodded her head. "Of course, honey. You're a grown woman and old enough to make your own decisions. I respect that. And you have my - our - blessings."

Oh, I see what's going on now. She finally convinced herself - or maybe Dad did - that I'm a mature - more or less - adult.

SCORE!

"Wow - um . . . thanks," I said. Then I got up - which proved to be a hard feat with my pregnancy. "Well, I guess we'll be going then."

She got up and helped me to stand better. "Would you like me to watch Kia for you? So you two can plan for the wedding?"

I looked back at Rob and gave him a weird look. All he did was shrug. "Uh - Mom . . . can I talk to you for a minute . . . alone?"

"Sure," she said and walked me into the kitchen.

"Mom," I said, supporting myself on the kitchen counter. "I'm psyched that you're taking this so well, but . . . what made you change your mind?"

"Honey, I was wondering when you were going to ask that." She sighed. Then she put her hand over my own. "I've been selfish, Jess. I have only been thinking of myself and what I want, not what you want. And I realized that. I'm sorry. And if you really would like me to watch Kia tonight so you and Rob could be alone, that would be fine." She looked down at my bulging stomach, then back up at my face. "I realize that I can't stop you from doing certain . . . things, so why not help you?" she said, suppressing a giggle.

"Okay . . ." I said, a little weirded out. "Um . . . well, thanks, Mom. Let me ask Kia first." Kia, of course, was excited to stay with her grandmother for the night. I was happy that Rob and I could be alone without anyone bothering us.

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"Wait. We have the whole house to ourselves? The whole night?" Rob asked incredulously. He flopped down on the couch in the living room and pulled me down with him, as gently as he could muster.

I nodded, grinning. "Yep."

God, he looked so sexy. He was grinning like me and looked so hot doing it.

"So that means we can do whatever we want without anyone interrupting us?"

He moved so he was laying down and moved me with him. "Sounds about right," I replied.

"Good news," he said. Then he held onto me while standing up. He carried me like a bride into the bedroom.

Normally he'd just lay over me and kiss me. But considering my ginormous stomach, he had to kneel over me. Not that I'm complaining. I was still turned on. Very turned on.

Sadly, all we did was kiss. Well, and some . . . favors - take it anyway you please. But we couldn't exactly do anything, because the doctor said we definitely shouldn't do anything now, since I'm due in less than two months.

Normally I ignore what the doctors say, but since this is for the welfare of my unborn child, then I shall oblige.

So Rob and I just settled for eating ice cream and take out - okay, that was mainly me - in bed and watching a chick-flick.

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"Are you crazy? I can't go out like this," I said, refusing to go out trick-or-treating with them - Rob and Kia.

Rob glanced at my stomach. "Oh, right," he said. Then he smirked, "I don't see how I could have forgotten."

"You are going to regret that, mister," I said. Yeah, I was joking, but still, he doesn't have to deal with being pregnant - you know, being a guy and all.

He cocked an eyebrow. "Oh, really?" he said, coming over to me. He was about to kiss me, but Kia had to interrupt.

"Daddy, let's GO!" she whined.

Right. Halloween. All Hallows Eve.

Rob gave me a look of mock-horror. I laughed and shoved him out the door. "Be good you two," I said. Then I whispered to Kia, "And make sure he doesn't eat too much candy."

She giggled. "Okay, Mommy."

Rob rolled his eyes and took Kia out. I was left all by myself at home. Lovely, eh?

I went back upstairs and read some documents over for an hour. It was around eight when I heard a loud crash from downstairs. It startled me and nearly gave me a heart-attack. Thinking it was just one of the dogs (or cat), I went downstairs to clean up the mess.

But when I finally got downstairs and saw a burglar in my kitchen, raiding the drawers, I froze.

Okay, what to do . . . ?

I've dealt with these kinds of people before. Worse most of the time. But - uh . . . never in a pregnant state. A VERY pregnant state at that.

The burglar didn't notice me yet, so I took advantage of that. I tiptoed into the livingroom to try and get a gun from one of the cabinets.

Don't look at me like that. I wasn't going to shoot them, I was just going to scare them.

I just got the key out of the cabinet and was about to grab one out, when I heard someone say firmly, "Freeze."

I did. I didn't even hear them come in and I was very good at that. Hearing very silent noises, I mean.

"Turn around."

I turned around slowly and faced the burglar. He was wearing a mask of course. Amateur.

"Hmm . . . a very pretty pregnant woman I have here," the burglar sneered.

"Oh, really?" I commenced. "Pointing that gun at me'll do no good, you know. I know you won't pull the trigger. And even if you do, you'll be sent to prison fast than you can say handgun."

"What makes you think that?" he snided. He stepped a little closer to me, still pointing his gun.

"I have my ways," I replied simply. He didn't need to know that I was an FBI employee.

"Right. So . . ." he looked around. "Where is the husband?"

"That is for me to know and you to never find out," I replied sharply.

He smirked. "Oh, fresh are we?" Then he took a few steps closer again. "I can fix that." He took a few more steps closer, so he could touch me. And touch me he did. He freakin' put his grimy, nasty hands on my boob. I mean, how gross.

But the good thing is . . . the gun wasn't pointed at me anymore.

Never underestimate the power of a pregnant woman, buddy.

While he was copping a feel, I leaned in, pretending I liked it. Then when his hands moved lower and tried to slip in my pajama shorts, I kneed him in that special (ha) place and punched him in the face.

"What the fuck!" he yelled and groaned. The gun fell out of his hand and I bustled to get it. I grabbed it in the nick of time, too. But the guy grabbed my leg, while also holding his family jewels with the other hand.

"Get off of me," I seethed.

"Drop the gun," he commanded.

I pointed the gun at him. "Heh, make me."

He laughed. "You won't shoot it," he said.

Oh, but I would, if I was motivated to do so.

"I have living proof that she would," said a voice from the door way.

Thank God.

Rob came over and put his foot on the guy's chest. "You touch her again, I will personally kill you."

He immediately released my ankle. I still pointed the gun at him, just in case he decided to do something.

Rob turned to Kia. "Honey, go upstairs and get my case. You know the one under the bed."

"Okay, Daddy," she said and rushed up the stairs.

Oops. I forgot to clean up the bedroom from before. Hopefully she won't notice too much . . .

She came down seconds later, struggling with his big metal case. It was quite a finny sight to see.

I handed the gun over to Rob and opened the case up. I took out a set of handcuffs. Rob stood the grunting burglar up and held him so I could cuff him. I did and Rob made sure he didn't get away.

"Now," Rob said, "when the police get here, you are going to confess everything, got it?"

The burglar sniffed. "Yeah, right."

I went over to him, after calling the cops, "I got it, honey." I lowered my voice to less than a whisper. I went right near his ear and said, "If you don't, I'll tell him you touched more than just my ankle."

He looked at me, afraid, and nodded.

Rob laughed and gave me a weird look. "You never cease to amaze me."

The police got there soon after. "Good work, you two," one of the officers said to us after they loaded him in the car.

After all the commotion died down, Rob put his arm around me. "I can't leave you alone without you getting into trouble, can I?" he joked.

I punched his arm. "Shut up, Rob."

Aww, I love Rob, he is so awesome.

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Nicole