As we got ready for dinner that night we kicked around ideas. Our afternoon meeting had done little to shed any light on the situation. Brian and Kate had no luck finding and talking to Jake. Ranger put in a call to Jack Margolis and he said he'd set us up with something the next day.

In the end though, we really weren't any better off than we had been when we started talking. It would be nice to wrap it all up and go on with our honeymoon, but nothing is ever that easy in my life. I understand that. I have no expectations of 'the easy way'. So we squared our shoulders and carried on.

Because Le Cellier is the hardest restaurant to get into at Disney World, Ranger had pulled strings to get us a table. But he couldn't do much about the time our table was for. Our reservation was for six pm. I was actually okay with that. I didn't do so well these days when I ate dinner late. My stomach occasionally rebelled the next morning. I found that if I eat my evening meal a little earlier, my mornings usually start off a little smoother. It made me feel like Grandma Mazur, but that's just the way it goes. Deep inside, I had a feeling that the early bird special came into being because of pregnant women. Probably not, but it made me feel better. Anyway an early dinner reservation meant we had a little more time at the World Showcase at EPCOT afterwards and I was pretty excited by that. We were on our honeymoon. We were at Disney World. It was only fair we'd get to have a little bit of fun.

I took a quick shower and changed into a loose flowing skirt, comfy sandals and a form fitting halter top. I wouldn't be able to wear that halter top a whole lot longer. I wasn't one of those girls who'd wear my jeans and just leave the buttons undone while I was pregnant. I had every intention of wearing clothes that declared to any and everyone that there was a baby on board and in my mind, the sooner the better. I mean usually. But sometimes when Ric gave me that look he gives me, I'm grateful that I still have a shape that isn't mostly basketball. Anyway when I finished getting dressed Ric said I looked hot. I believed him since he tried to get me back into bed.

We met Natalie and Cal by the elevator on our floor and headed for the park together. We would ride the Monorail to the Magic Kingdom, and then switch monorail trains to get to EPCOT. Most of our crowd, if not all of us, planned to head to EPCOT later on. It varied as to who was having dinner with who, but we all got along and our morning and afternoon meetings as well as the time before and after were filled with good humor and playful badgering. It was a good group to work with. When he picked our team, Ranger did an excellent job.

When the monorail stopped at the platform we were again the only ones there waiting for the train. The door to the front car opened and a family exited and again, we got to sit in the front of the monorail train. I snuggled up to my husband as I remembered how uncomfortable I felt hovering over the ground the last time. Natalie was excited, but Cal was ecstatic. He was like a little kid and kept peering over the edge of the car to see the people and the ground below. He was fun to watch. Somewhere in the back of my mind I thought bringing my children here would be about that much fun to watch. I smiled up at Ric and knew he was reading my thoughts. It was confirmed by his next statement.

"We need to bring Lester next," he murmured in my ear.

I just laughed. Yea, he got me.

We changed trains at the station at the Magic Kingdom and took the ride to EPCOT all alone in a car near the back of the monorail train.

As soon as we started moving Cal turned back to the subject of our crime. "What are you going to do about this Jake guy? It sounds like Aurora and Ariel have differing opinions of him."

"One of them slept with him and one didn't," I shrugged. "According to Amanda, the guy is magic in bed so maybe that's why she doesn't have a problem with him. Joanna never slept with him, so her view of him is probably colored by the fact that he slept with both of her friends."

"And Sandy asked Jake to sleep with Amanda," Natalie frowned.

"Yea," I shook my head. "I don't get that at all."

"Me either," she sighed. "Okay…if Jake and Sandy are just friends…it sort of makes sense. Obviously Amanda was horny and Sandy knew Jake could get the job done. But he didn't want to. She had to talk him into it. That means that he had some real reason to not want to do it. But what was the reason?"

"Maybe he just wasn't that into her," I suggested.

"Dude," Cal shook his head. "If he's anything like the lothario that princess number one says he is…it wouldn't matter if he's that into her or not. She's a hot piece of ass…right?"

Natalie rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Baby, I don't mean that I feel that way, but there are guys that are like that," he waggled his brows at her.

"Like Lester used to be before Marina," I nodded.

"Exactly," he said adamantly. "There's no way that Lester would turn down free strange with no commitment necessary. It just wouldn't happen in the old days."

"Honey, you're such a poet," Natalie teased.

He laughed, "Well it's true."

"I know. That doesn't mean I like it."

"So what we're saying here is that either he's not the lothario that princess number one thinks he is or…" Ranger sat back thoughtfully.

"He's totally into someone else and he doesn't like to dip his wick into another…" I began.

He put his hand over my mouth, "Babe…"

I grinned up at him. "That's all I'm saying."

"I know," he got up when the train stopped and we exited the car. We went through security and the entrance with our biometric keys to the kingdom and landed in front of a huge number of monoliths.

"What's this," I blinked.

"According to the guide book, this is the Leave a Legacy tile area. At the turn of the century people could get their name or their pictures on a tile for around thirty five bucks," Cal said seriously. "And about seven hundred and fifty thousand people did."

"You're kidding," I said in awe.

"Yea…it kinda makes you wish we'd gotten here a little bit sooner," he said sadly.

"Yea," I sighed.

"Okay Babe…where is Le Cellier? I'm getting hungry and our dinner reservation is in a little less than thirty minutes."

"Er…it's in the World Show Case in the Canadian Pavilion," I said as I consulted the map. "We just head through that way and turn right when we get to the lake. Canada is the first country in the World Showcase."

"Man, this sounds so cool," Cal grinned. "And Ranger's hungry…isn't that twice today?"

I laughed, "He said it yesterday too."

"Man, I should be keeping track of this. What are you doing to him that's keeping him hungry?"

I just grinned.

"That's what I thought," he laughed and reached for his wife's hand.

We set a pace that Natalie and her short legs wouldn't have trouble keeping and headed on our way. By the time we arrived at our destination (within our fifteen minute check in time) we had already figured out that this was a place we needed a whole day for.

Within five minutes we were seated in the Dining Room. We were seated in a little nook in the corner. The restaurant was in the lower level of the Canadian pavilion in what greatly resembled a cellar. Each section of the restaurant is named for a province of Canada. There was a huge fireplace, not currently lit. There were candles on the tables. It was a lovely atmosphere.

"God I want a LeBatt," Cal groaned when the hostess walked away.

"You're in luck, they have it," Ranger said. "I think I'll have a Molson. Babe, are you going to be okay?"

"I'll just kiss you to get a taste," I grinned.

"Anytime," he grinned and leaned over to kiss me.

I got water and the boys got beer. That I could have handled, I mean I can handle it anyway, but then Natalie ordered a Chocolate Vanilla Martini and I was in agony.

"Are you okay Steph," she laughed at the expression on my face.

"Just memorize the flavors so we can duplicate it for Mike later," I sighed.

"Done," she agreed.

"Babe…I'll bring you back after the bean is born so you can have one."

"It will have to be after I finish breast feeding," I sighed. "We don't need a drunk baby."

He laughed, "No, we do not."

When they delivered our appetizers, we started chatting. Ranger had a mixed green salad with a rose vinaigrette dressing. Cal had Spicy Chicken Chipotle Sausage. Natalie had Seafood Salad and I had Canadian Cheddar Cheese soup made with Canadian beer. That was as close as I was going to get to having a drink.

"So how is married life," I smiled as I blew on my soup before swallowing the divine flavor with a moan.

"I love it," Natalie sighed. "He mows the grass. I do the laundry. We go to the grocery store together. It's great."

I sighed, "We haven't even had a chance to do that yet since we got back together. Ric, why don't you ever go to the grocery store with me?"

He just looked at me blankly.

"Right," I sighed and shook my head.

"You don't know what you're missing dude," Cal shook his head.

"I just never got the urge to go to the grocery store," Ranger shook his head. "Tell me why I want to go pick out mushrooms."

"Natalie is a great cook. I mean she's a great cook. I do love going to the grocery store with her and I'll tell you why. While we're there I'll tell her something I like kind of casually in passing and the next thing you know…we're in the kitchen and I'm chopping and she's creating magic and I'm getting what I mentioned for dinner. It's cool."

"It sounds cool," Ranger sat back and took a draw off his beer. "Maybe I'll try it."

"You won't regret it," Cal assured him.

"I do love being in the kitchen with her. It's one of my favorite parts of the day."

"Oh dude, I hear you. It's like where we totally break down the day and then let it all go. My stress level is like nil. Well, it will go back to being nil as soon as I'm back to full duty. I really appreciate you letting me come on this trip."

"You almost died man," Ranger said.

"Yea, well I feel useful again. There are only so many times I can mow the grass when it's raining in April in Trenton."

"You're good at what you do Cal. You saved a lot of lives. The least I can do is give you a trip to Disney World," Ranger grinned. "Besides, Stephanie would have killed me if Natalie wasn't here."

"True that," I nodded.

"Well, we both appreciate it," Natalie smiled.

"So is it what you expected it to be Natalie," Ranger smiled at her, "marriage I mean?"

"When I was a kid, I had these weird ideas of what married life would be like. In my head it was this kind of fairy tale. The husband and wife never did any chores, they left for work with briefcases and horn rimmed glasses, but in my imagination they didn't really do anything when they got there. Then they'd come home and have dinner, which magically appeared on the table, and then watch television. At some point in my teen years, sex was added," she laughed. "But my view wasn't very realistic at all."

"Oh baby," Cal sighed.

"No honey…the sex part is better. The rest of it was off base," she laughed. "I have found that the real deal is about a million times better."

"Yea, it is," I agreed.

"And not just because the sex is off the charts," she grinned at her husband who laughed.

"Even though it is," I raised my water glass to my own husband.

He raised his beer to me, "yes it is."

"What about you? I mean you haven't really had time to get to be married alone in your own house since the shit all hit the fan with George. Are you guys doing okay?"

"We're great," I smiled. "We're pregnant. We have a home. Ranger's doing great business-wise, even in this economy. We're good. We finally learned to communicate, and we're still working on it. It's about a zillion times better than it was with Dickie. Life is good."

"Speaking of business," Cal said with a smile. "You should think about investing in Mike and Unit."

"Done and done," Ranger grinned.

"I should have known that you'd see a great opportunity and grab it."

"You know it," he leaned on the table. "Tank and I have decided to diversify. We're going to look at other companies to buy and get our hands in. We're thinking up and coming companies or companies that had a great idea, but poor management. I think we're even considering buying out a few companies in trouble."

"Like Chrysler," Natalie teased.

"Maybe not that bad," he laughed. "But we've got some good people in our organization. We may as well take advantage of their skills and get involved in something new."

"Yea," I nodded. "And I was thinking…"

"What Babe," Ranger raised a brow.

"What if we do it green," I suggested.

"What do you mean," he frowned.

"You know…like we used low VOC paints in the house and at the new Rangeman Campus. We used Bamboo…a renewable resource. I think we could go a step farther."

"Like how," he asked.

"How about harnessing wind energy. God knows there's enough of it in Trenton. And solar energy," I suggested.

"We have solar energy already," he nodded. "I didn't even think about wind energy. That's a great idea. If we play our cards right, we'll be almost unto ourselves on the compound."

"Plant a garden," Natalie suggested. "Compost…and of course…"

"Recycle," we said together with a grin.

"We already recycle, but you guys have some good points. I'll talk to Alex about it and see what it would take to get Sizzlin in the same shape. Also…we'll talk to Mike. Maybe we can build the other restaurants green and be known for that."

"That will qualify you for even more government accolades and stuff," Cal nodded. "Nat and I are looking to redo our house green. But first…"

"First," I raised a brow.

"There's supposedly an endangered species of grub worm in our back yard," Natalie groaned. "We can't do anything until the EPA and a bunch of other organizations clear us to work."

"You're kidding," I blinked at her.

"No," she shook her head sadly. "It's been a pain in the ass so far, but as soon as they clear us, it's going to be great."

"According to what we've learned there are a bunch of endangered things in and around the Trenton area including in the Jersey Pine Barrens," Cal said seriously. "I had no idea that Jersey was such a hotbed of eco activity."

"Right," I rolled my eyes. "Do you mean like the Jersey Devil?"

"Steph…you're unmentionable," Cal reminded me. "You can't blow shit like the Jersey Devil off. He could be one of you."

I shook my head and rolled my eyes again. "I'll believe that when Lula starts going to TPD and hanging out."

Natalie giggled, "Not gonna happen."

"Not gonna happen," I agreed.

Cal and Ranger raised a brow.

"She's got allergies," I said with a straight face.

"To what," Ranger raised a brow in question.

"Cops," Natalie said and burst into giggles and I joined her.

"Right," Ranger shook his head again with a smile. He leaned back so the waiter could place the Pan Seared King Salmon in front of him. "That looks good."

Cal stared unblinking at his Herb Roasted Prime Rib.

"Earth to Cal," Natalie waved her hand in front of his face.

"Damn that looks good," he groaned.

"I thought you only looked at me like that," she pouted.

He laughed and kissed her, "what's on your plate?"

"Chicken Coq au Vin," she grinned.

"Trade you a bite," he groaned again.

"Deal," she said and cut into the chicken.

"What about you Babe," Ranger asked with a slight smile.

"I'm having Mushroom Filet Mignon," I sighed and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "but quite suddenly I have the desire to clear the dining room and have you."

He groaned, "Babe…"

"We're on our honeymoon," I pouted.

"How can I make it up to you?"

"Two cataclysmic orgasms tonight," I said sweetly.

"Make it three and you have yourself a deal," he whispered in my ear and licked the lobe just to make sure I knew he meant it.

"Deal," I said breathlessly.

Okay…the steak was good, but honestly…when I know that I have three sky rocketing cataclysmic orgasms coming later…food is not that interesting if you know what I mean. Most of you probably already got that. You know I've wavered in the past about what was more important, but now that I know how to cook myself…not so much.

There wasn't much talking while we were eating. When we did talk, it was about dessert. We agreed to get four different things and that way everyone could have a taste. Ranger of course got the most boring thing on the menu. He got Seasonal Sorbets. Cal got Chocolate on chocolate whiskey cake. Natalie got Apple Rhubarb crumble and I got the Chocolate Moose. I hate to say it, but after a few bites of Ranger's tart but sweet Raspberry sorbet, I was begging him to trade with me. He didn't. But he did let me eat most of the raspberry.

We exited the restaurant at a few minutes after seven and EPCOT didn't close till eleven that night. As we started walking we ran into the rest of our crew and the party began.