"Hello, new step-mother. You did manage to get married right?" Dillon looked at disappointed at the thought of his mother not getting married to Alice.

"We're married. How's Daddy?" Tracy asked,

"Monica thinks it's only angina." Ned said soothingly.

"Ok. Ok. Where's Alan?" Tracy focused on her brother. Alice tried to hold her wife only to get pushed aside when Alan came into the room.

"Alan! "

"Father's going to be fine. Monica and Emily are in there with him. Just take a deep breath ok? Alice, I'm so sorry for dragging you back here. Tracy, why don't you come with me and we'll see about you visiting father."

Alan and Tracy walked off arm in arm. Alice sat down in a hard plastic chair and grinned to herself ruefully.

"What's funny, Alice?" Brook Lynn asked

"Oh, it's just my wedding night and I'm here with my wife's family cause my father-in-law is having heart problems. I just had different plans."

"Daddy?" Tracy whispered.

"Tracy, dear, what are you doing here?"

"Well, gee, Daddy, you had a heart attack. It seemed to be a good idea to come back to your bedside. But you don't want me as usual…"

Edward grasped his daughter's hand. "I want you here, dear. I meant you should be in Boston, with Allie. Did she come back with you?"

"Yeah. We got married so your new heir won't be born out of wedlock, not that this family has a problem with that, and actually you have pretty rotten timing…" Tracy chuckled.

"Dear, Monica said it wasn't a heart attack. Relax. You still feel guilty, don't you?" Edward watched his daughter's face grow younger and scared.

"I really did think you were faking," Tracy whispered.

"So I was. I think Monica is going make Cook feed me green stuff."

"Daddy, are we ever going to talk about it? Are you ever going to forgive me?"

"Daughter, are you ever going to forgive me for banishing you? Let's just forgive and move on. I do love you. Tracy Lila, you're my mirror image, of course I forgive you." Edward held Tracy's hand.

Tracy chuckled. "Alice is going to be mad at me for making her come back for a simple case of angina."

"Where is Allie?"

"Allie is in the waiting room with everyone else. Your heir is fine."

"My heir. Your daughter. Lila?"

Tracy smiled sadly. "No, there can only be one Lila Quartermaine. Right now it's Adrian or Morgan. But middle names are impossible. Anyway let me get Alice."

"Okay."

Alice was talking about names with Brook Lyn, Dillon and Ned.

"Morgan James?" Dillon asked.

"We liked James for a middle name but then we get stuck on a girl's name. We also like Adrian James." Alice rummaged through her purse to find the baby name book. "Adrian Monique, Morgan Monique, Adrian Thomas, Morgan Gregory, Morgan Zoe, Adrian Zoe, Adrian Nadia, and Adrian Alexi but that gives us AA Quartermaine which is…."

"A horribly suitable pun for our family," Ned finished.

"Yeah. So we are nowhere, except we like Adrian or Morgan." Alice sighed.

"Well, there's always Hudson or Bronx." Dillon offered.

Alice blushed. "You, um, figured that out."

"It's not hard, especially when Brook mentioned you seemed in a rush dropping her off at Gloria's," Ned chucked.

"Hey, whatever worked, right Lion?" Tracy came back and kissed Alice lightly.

"How's Edward?"

"Better. He wants to see the mother of his newest grandson."

"Ah that would be me. And it might be a granddaughter." Alice said tiredly.

"Lion, after you see Daddy, why don't you go home?"

"I'll stay here."

"You just seem tired." Tracy didn't sense the frustration brewing in Alice.

"I am but so are you and I would like to support you."

"I'm not five months pregnant."

"I'm not spending my wedding night alone," Alice finally hissed, "I understand you need to be here to work out your guilt and daddy issues but understand that it's my fucking wedding night and I'm not going home to sleep in my cold bed alone."

Tracy fell silent for a moment. "I'm sorry. I'll see if Alan can arrange for us to sleep in an on-call room."

"I'm seeing Edward now."

"Right. I'll see about getting an on-call room."