Here's chapter 4. I'd be more excited except school is starting in 4 days. –sniff- I'm sad now. But I'm writing and am going to try to update at least twice more. I'm starting to listen to One Song Glory, so let's see how long it takes me to write this!

Disclaimer: I'm already sad; must you rub it in that I don't own this fabulous musical/rock opera?

"Well, Mrs. Cohen, it looks like your heart is doing much better we'll be releasing you today," the doctor told Carmen and Mark with a smile. He left the room and the rest of the bohos gathered around Carmen's bed to hug her, Mark, and the baby, Thomas, who Maureen took from Mark.

"Come on, little man! You get to come home with us!" Mark shot her a look. She sighed. "Fine! You get to go home with your mom and dad, but we'll be around so much you might as well be all of ours." She was almost out the door when Carmen shouted "Maureen if that baby comes back any different than he was before, I'll kill you!"

Maureen stomped back and handed Thomas to the more trustworthy Angel, and then left grumbling. Joann sighed, said her goodbyes and chased after her diva girlfriend.

Angel just smiled down at the perfect baby in her arms. Collins walked over and put his arm around Angel. The look on Angel's face was one of utter joy, like she had given birth to it. It broke his heart that they couldn't have a biological child of their own.

"Hey Angel, can I talk to you for a second?" She nodded and gave Carmen her child back. Collins led her into the hall.

"What up, honey?" she chirped.

"Do you want to have another kid?" he blurted out. Her eyes widened and she smiled.

"Sweetie," she touched her hand to his face, "we can't afford another kid."

"Actually, I've been offered a promotion," he said slowly. She opened her mouth to say something but he continued. "It's in Pennsylvania."

She exhaled sharply. "Why don't we go talk this over at home?" she said smiling. He smiled back and pulled her back into the hospital room to gather their coats and children.

"Mimi? Roger? Can we talk to you guys for a second?" Mark called them over.

"Yeah, sure, guys. What is it?" Roger asked as they approached Carmen's bed.

"We didn't want to ask this in front of everyone else, because it would've been awkward, but will you guys be godparents of Thomas?" Carmen bit her lip nervously as her two friends hesitated for two seconds before answering.

"Hell yes!" Roger exclaimed.



"Hell yes!" the heard from the corner. The worried adults looked over to see Kurt and Ali point at Izzie. Mimi slapped Roger's shoulder.

"I can't wait to tell Angel what my daughter's first words were," Mimi mumbled as she walked over to her daughter to try to get her to stop swearing. Roger just shrugged and hugged his best friend.

"Thanks man. Don't worry. If you guys kick it, he'll be in good hands!" he said, smiling goofily.

Carmen and Mark exchanged worried glances, but let the subject drop.

(Angel/Collins/Maddie/Tony)

Angel sauntered into the small living room after tucking Maddie and Tony into their beds and changing into her warm, out of drag pajamas. She tucked herself into Collins' lap, and started absentmindedly picking at her blue nails.

"So how much would this promotion bring us per year?" she asked after a few minutes.

"Um, I think they said about 300,000," he answered after thinking about it for a few seconds.

"Wow, but we would have to move?" She was wary of moving. Their current apartment was the one she bought when she first came to New York, and became Collins' second home after being found that miraculous Christmas Eve back in 1989.

"Yeah, it does. We've had so many memories here. Bringing Maddie and Tony home, you bringing a complete stranger home after he got his ass kicked and coat stolen," she giggled. He went on. "After we got married and barley leaving the bedroom, countless burned meals, sunrises and sets on the roof, the constant laughs that ring out in the apartment, the infinite number of kisses--" She interrupted with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her closer when—

"Daddy!" Tony screeched. He wasn't exactly aware that his mom was a man.

Angel dashed into the bedroom and grabbed her black wig, hurriedly tucked her natural curly hair and ran back into the living room to see a sobbing Tony in Collins' arms.

"Oh, sweetie, what's wrong?" Angel asked the little boy, tenderly taking him into her arms.

"I-I couldn't sleep a-and when I came out, Daddy was k-kissing not you," he sobbed into her shoulder. She rubbed his back soothingly.

"Sweetie, it's okay. That was me. I just had my hair pulled back," she lied. Angel hated lying but in this case it was much better than telling the truth. "Do you want me or Daddy to tuck you in?"

"Can I sleep in your room?" he asked. Angel just smiled at her son and grabbed Collins's hand as they were dragged into the 'master' bedroom. There they found a hiding and giggling Maddie.

"Looks like we're all in here for the night," Collins muttered to Angel, who just smiled some more.



After debating for ten minutes about who got to sleep next to whom, they finally ended up with Collins on the end, then Tony, Maddie, and Angel, much to Collins' unhappiness, on the other edge.

(Morning)

"Guys are you here?" Mimi called lightly through the apartment. "Angel?" She walked into the bedroom to see the adorable family all cuddled together in the bed. She immediately grabbed the camera out of her purse, and snapped a picture.

I thought I'd end this on a sweet note. And I ended on You Okay, Honey. That's right I went through almost the entire CD. But I should warn you I'm skipping ahead about 6 years in the next chapter.