"I swear to God, I will divorce you if I have to live through another Quartermaine breakfast," Alice groaned as she walked into the hall after breakfast.
"Look, I'll talk to Daddy and Monica and if he's o.k. we can move back," Tracy kissed Alice.
"He just makes me nervous, the way he stares at my stomach. The fact we have the Lamaze class coming up and I just want be in our house…"
"You will be. As soon as Monica clears him, we'll go home," Tracy promised.
Alice sighed.
"I'll see you after work. Remember to pick up Brook from Serena's at six."
"So when is Edward's recovery on track enough for me and Tracy to move?" Alice asked Monica that day at work.
"He didn't tell Tracy? I cleared him to return to normal activities two weeks ago. He said he would tell Tracy and Alan."
"Two weeks ago?! I could've been sleeping in my own bed and not dealing with a psycho cook for two weeks?!" Alice stared at Monica.
"I thought it was strange for everyone to still be living there."
Alice groaned. "We're moving out tonight."
"I got a better idea." Monica smiled deviously
.
"Monica, why did you call us? Is Daddy all right?" Tracy asked, hugging her father.
"Actually, I want to run a treadmill EKG. Just to make use Edward's okay. " Monica begun to set up the test.
"Really, Monica, this isn't necessary," Edward protested.
"No, no, I insist. After all, we've all been so worried about you. Tracy and Alice uprooted their lives," Monica said.
"But, but Monica-"
Monica stopped and narrowed her eyes. "But what, Edward? Either get on the treadmill and start running or tell Alan and Tracy the truth."
"The truth?" Tracy's blue eyes focused on her father.
Edward smiled charmingly. "Really I had the best intentions. I thought the longer you stayed at the mansion, you'd realized it would be for the best of the baby and ,really the whole family, if you two and Brook Lyn would move back into the mansion. So when Monica told me I could resume normal activities, I just put off telling you."
"Do you realize how worry we've been? I was looking into other treatments," Alan said, surprising everyone by speaking before Tracy. Tracy remained silent.
"Look, now the truth is out and Tracy and family can move back home," Monica said.
"I didn't do any harm," Edward protested.
"You lied to me about your heart again. You made my pregnant wife uncomfortable. She's forty-eight, Daddy. It's not easy to be pregnant at her age, especially with a Quartermaine spawn. I could deal with you lying just to me. But Alice has been miserable for two weeks, stressed out and miserable because of your selfishness," Tracy said in a low voice.
"I'm sorry. I just thought once you moved in, you'll realized how much you'll miss living with us."
Tracy sighed. "I do miss it sometimes, although not often. But I like living in my own house, visiting you occasionally. The house makes Alice uncomfortable, considering people are watching her every move. We're starting Lamaze in two weeks, the nursery isn't done and we just need to get back to normal."
"And Brook probably is missing her own room," Alan said.
"Really, we just need to do everything to make Allie's life easy for the next four months," Monica explained.
"I didn't realize that Alice was under so much stress with the pregnancy," Edward said.
"Alice's fine and the pregnancy is going well," Alice said, rubbing her stomach. She smiled when she felt a kick.
"But Alice needs to relax and really, we don't want to overstay our welcome in Monica's house," Tracy said.
"Which I gave her. Stay tonight and pack. You still need to explain things to Brook," Alan said.
"So we're moving back to our house?" Brook Lyn asked, after school.
"Your grand…your Alice needs to relax for the rest of the pregnancy. And Daddy's fine. We still have Lamaze to take and a nursery to plan. Speaking of which, Lion, should we tell Brook the other thing?"
Alice shrugged. "She will find out when we set up things. Or when I deliver."
"What? Is it a boy or a girl?" Brook Lyn asked.
Tracy chuckled at the question. "You're asking the wrong question. And we're not telling anyone the sex. Just that we're pleased about it."
"Come over here, I'm feeling movement." Alice placed Brook's hand on her stomach, "that a foot, and another foot. And over here is a head and…." Alice moved her step-granddaughter's hand, "here's another head, and a foot…"
"Twins?! There's two?!" Brook Lyn looked amazed.
"Quartermaines don't do things halfway," Tracy said proudly.
Alice swatted Tracy playfully. "Actually there's a higher chance of twins in older moms."
"Still the fact we used good quality sperm couldn't hurt," Tracy kissed Alice.
"No, Tiger, I'm sure it didn't. But I think we're grossing our granddaughter out," Alice smiled at the teen.
"Wow! I mean, twins. So who knows?"
"Right now, just the three of us. We want it to be a surprise." Tracy rubbed the baby bump lovingly.
"No offense, but I think the whole thing is a surprise," Brook Lyn commented.
"I do like my wife full of surprises," Tracy kissed Alice who blushed.
"Brook, we talked about it and this weekend, we would like to start on the nursery," Alice said.
"Oh, the Noah's Ark theme makes so much sense now. So have you bought any furniture yet?"
Tracy smirked at her wife.
"Oh shut up." Alice said.
"Alice doesn't want to buy anything major until the seventh month. Which is foolish because if we don't the babies are sure to be born early."
"And if we do we're temping faith. But if we don't, we're going be in a pinch when they come home," Alice said.
"Well, Granny and I could set up the nursery and you could just relax," Brook Lyn offered.
Alice burst out laughing. "Sorry, just picturing you putting together a crib, Tiger."
Tracy looked offended. "If I can run a fortune 500 company, I'm sure I can put together a crib or two."
"Want to bet?" Alice asked. Brook Lyn looked interested.
"What are the terms?" Tracy asked.
"If you can't you have let Brook paint her room any color, and other terms to be negotiate," Alice said, with a suggestive smile.
"If I do?"
"I'll name the babies anything for a middle name, even Ida."
"And other terms to be negotiate?" Tracy chuckled.
"Of course," Alice said.
"It's a bet." They kissed on it.