We headed into Disney Quest full of excitement. It showed on my face and Lula's face. Tank had a blank face on, but his eyes were twinkling and Ranger wasn't even bothering to hide his excitement. He played video games with Julie and I think he thought it might be like that. Some of it was. So he was happy.

The rest of our team was basically waiting just inside in a little shop. We all herded onto the elevator and selected a floor at random. When we got off, we found we were in a good place. We all boarded the Pirates of the Caribbean, Battle for the Buccaneer Gold attraction. We made Padma the captain and the rest of us manned guns or cannons. We were determined to win. We went over the waterfall and chased the pirate ships and captured them and got their gold. We were victorious. I think it helped that we're all excellent marksmen. We may have had a little advantage on that one.

After that we did the virtual jungle cruise. We could only do eight people at a time in two separate boats. Ranger, me, Tank and Lula were in one boat. Gabe, Padma, Natalie and Cal were in the other boat. I have to say, I'm surprised we survived. Lula was definitely not helpful in our quest. We almost got sucked down the lava whirlpool twice because she was too busy screaming to paddle. And another time we almost got eaten by dinosaurs. Okay, we almost got eaten by dinosaurs a lot too, this was also because Lula was screaming and not paddling. I have to say if I ever do end up in some prehistoric jungle on a rubber raft that may go over a cliff or down a swirling lava eddy, I hope Lula's not in my raft or I'll just have to push her out or bend over and kiss my ass goodbye.

We split up for a little while after that as everyone found different single player games to play. I found a comfortable place to sit. I was content. I had a full belly and I was with friends. Life was good. Lula dropped beside me with a sigh.

I patted her leg, "I'm really sorry Lula. If there's anything I can do to help you or to make it easier for you, you know all you have to do is ask. I'll do it."

"You just keep being yourself and keep believing in us…me and Tank I mean," she said putting her arms around me and hugging me to her. "You have no idea how much it means to us. You're good friends."

"I try to be a good friend."

"I know you do. Listen…can I talk to you about something while we've got a few minutes alone here?"

"Sure," I nodded.

"When I found out that you and Ranger got married I have to admit I was a little…"

"Pissed," I smiled.

She grimaced, "yea…I was pissed."

"I don't blame you," I said seriously. "That was your time it should have been all about you and not about us. It was bad enough that you had to endure three murders and get stuck in your cabin…"

"Oh girl, that weren't nothing but a thing," she grinned. "I didn't care about that. I mean I worried a little bit when Tank was a suspect, but I knew you'd fix it. You always fix it. That didn't bother me that much."

"Then…"

"It's just…I would have wanted to be there," she sighed. "You're my girl."

I sighed, "I know Lula. I told Ranger that it wasn't fair that it happened the way it did. We didn't have our families there. That wasn't fair to you guys or to us…not to me anyway. I know Papa and Mama Manoso would have wanted to be there. I sure as hell know my Daddy wanted to be there and I finally understand that my Mom would have wanted to be there as well. He cheated us all. He had some issues."

"You should renew your vows in a ceremony for everyone and let us all be there. You can make it as little burg or as much burg as you want to. You can plan it all and have it be a surprise, or you can turn the planning over to other people who care about you. But you should do it. You should give your family and Ranger's family that closure."

"It's a good idea. I'll talk to Ric about it," I nodded.

"And I know Tank tole you that I'm turnin all Gloria Vanderbilt and shit, but it's just… I ain't never been respectable Stephanie."

I sighed and took her hand in mine, "you've always been respectable Lula. You did what you had to do and what you knew to do. It was all you knew. It was what you thought you were supposed to do. You did it for as long as you thought it was right and when you realized that it wasn't right, you got out without so much as a backwards glance. Once you were out you've steadily improved yourself in every way and now you're friggin famous. I was surprised you got off to come to this thing."

"I had some time coming. They had to fulfill the contract of the lady I took over for so it was a good opportunity for them to fulfill that so…"

"I'm glad you could come. We haven't had any time to really get together since people are always shooting at me or someone around me."

"Yea…girl what is that all about?"

"Okay, you know that Diesel is…"

"Fine," she shook her head back and forth, "if I didn't have Tank I'd have to get me some of that."

I laughed, "Yea…well he's also magic."

"You mean coz he tracks all them crazy ass people that can do crazy ass things like start fires when they fart and shit," she asked.

"Yea, like that," I nodded.

"So what's that got to do with you? Shit Stephanie, you don't fart fire too, do you?"

"Oh God no," I shook my head vigorously. "I draw them to me. It's some weird thing. You know how I always say I'm a shit magnet?"

"Yea," she nodded.

"Turns out…I really am," I laughed.

"No shit," she nodded, "now that makes some sense."

"I can also tell whether someone is good or bad," I said seriously.

"And what does your spidey sense say about me," she said apprehensively.

"The same thing it's always said Lula. You're good people."

She hugged me again, "awww damn, you done made me go and cry."

I smiled, "you worry too much Lula. Those of us who love you, we love you for who you really are and not for who you think you ought to be."

"Thank you," she sniffed and blew her nose. "And you really think I'll be a good mom?"

"I think you'll be a great mom," I said seriously. I put my hand on hers again, "Lula, this will work out."

Natalie dropped on Lula's other side. "You told her," she whispered to her.

Lula nodded.

"I'm not made of glass you guys. You can tell me anything," I said seriously. "Besides how can I help you if I don't know what's wrong?"

"I don't know," she said softly.

"You have to trust me Lula. I trust you."

"I know you do. I also know that you've gone out of your way to keep from hurting me. You're a good friend."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Now…enough of this sad sack stuff," Natalie grinned. "We're at freaking Disney World. Let's have some fun."

"That sounds like a plan."

Do you know what's annoying about being pregnant? You get tired so damn easy. I hate that. I want to be able to stay up all night and play with the other kids just like I used to. Oh hell, who am I kidding? I am a sleeper. I like to sleep. The ONLY thing that keeps me awake is my husband.

We played around a little while longer. We rode the Comix. Then we played around with Buzz Lightyear's Astroblasters.

After a while Brian nudged Ranger, "I think your wife is ready to call it a night bud."

Ranger turned and laughed, "Do you think? Is she asleep right now?"

"She is not," I replied not bothering to open my eyes from where I was leaning against the wall sitting in a very comfortable chair.

"All right then," he said and hauled me up, "come on Babe, let's put you to bed. This vacation may be a little bit more excitement than you can handle."

"Hey," I complained as he urged me toward the elevator. "I can handle the vacation. It's the murder that's bothering me."

"Of course, right," he agreed and rolled his eyes.

"It's your huge progeny growing in my womb that's wearing me out," I glared up at him. "You got me all knocked up and then took me to Disney World knowing I'd be too damn tired to stay up and enjoy it all. I can't even ride all the rides. Most of the good ones have pregnancy warnings. What kind of shit is that?"

"Babe," he sighed. "I'll bring you back after the baby is born."

"You're going to leave our baby back in the suck zone," I looked up at him aghast.

"Ixnay Ranger, Ixnay," Gabe whispered loudly.

"What," Ranger raised a brow at him.

"Regnancypay ormoneshay," Gabe winked.

"Oh for God's sake," I growled.

"I still don't get it," Ranger sighed.

"He said to shut up if you know what's good for you," Brian said helpfully. "Apparently Stephanie is having some pregnancy hormone issues and nothing you say is going to appease her."

I sniffed as fat tears rolled down my face, "I don't have pregnancy hormones." The end of it was pretty much indiscernible over my tears.

"Of course you don't honey," Lula wrapped her arms around me and glared at the men. "If you make her cry again I'll beat all you asses," she hissed.

"Thanks," I sniffed.

"Honey…if they had to have a kidney bean invade their bodies and take over they'd have problems too," Lula said soothingly. "You can't let it get to you. Men don't understand."

I sniffed again.

"Er…Babe…Stephanie…do you want to go back to our resort and go to bed?"

I nodded.

"Can I go too," he said anxiously.

I nodded again.

"Okay," he pulled me out of Lula's arms and we got on the elevator to go down. "I'm sorry. I'll read the rest of the books when we get back."

"Okay," I sighed.

The truly amazing thing about pregnancy hormones is that the direction they're going can change at a moment's notice. One minute I'm all weepy because I can't ride Expedition Everest and the next moment I'm looking at my husband like he's dessert. And you all know how I feel about dessert.

I stepped into the shower to wash the days sweat off of me and to relax. Being upset makes me tense so I can't go right to sleep. I'm in there and then my husband's in there with me and… Have I mentioned to you how incredibly gorgeous my husband is? I mean he's hot. He's even hotter naked. Oh my God! I turned to look at him and he was standing with his face in direct connection with the water and his eyes were closed. I went from weepy to horny in about 2 seconds. That's an exaggeration. It was a lot less than that.

I slid my hands along his ass and around to his manhood. He was still soft. Evidently he wasn't expecting anything tonight. I grinned up at his surprised face and moved around and took him into my mouth.

"Er…Babe, I thought you were tired," he bit his lip and groaned.

"I was," I mumbled against him.

"But…"

"But you're tasty," I grinned up at him and focused on pleasing him.

"She's gonna kill me," he groaned.

"You'll love every second of it," I mumbled.

He didn't let me finish. Instead he picked me up against the wall of the shower and slid into me with a groan. "I love you."

"I love you," I bit the spot where his neck and shoulder met.

He moaned again and that was that. We were both far too preoccupied with what we were feeling to converse further.

Hours later we were in the bed naked and sated just gazing at each other in the darkened room.

"Have you been thinking about names?"

"I have thought about it, but more what I don't want than what I do want. I don't want a family name."

"So no more Ricardo Carlos Manosos in our family tree," he asked.

"Aren't two enough," I smiled.

"I think I told you once that one Ranger is all you'd ever need."

"You couldn't be more right about that," I said with a soft smile.

He tugged me tight against his body, "will you still love me when I don't have a six pack? I mean when I'm old and wrinkly and the male version of your grandmother?"

I giggled trying to picture him in my head. "The bigger question is will you love me when I'm exactly like my grandmother?"

"Babe," he groaned.

I laughed, "Scary isn't it?"

"Terrifying," he groaned.

"Yep you're going to have to have sex with me well into our dotage."

"Oh darn," he rolled me to my back and kissed me slowly running his tongue over my lips softly. "How far into our dotage will that be going on?"

"Well…we got a late start on marriage. So, I'd say we need to stay sexually active till we're around 99."

"Do we have to stop then," he raised a brow and nibbled along my jaw.

"No, we don't," I sighed. "We never have to stop."

"We'll stop the day I stop loving you."

"When will that be," I asked.

"Never," he whispered and kissed me again.