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Thanks for all the reviews guys. I hope all of you had a Happy Easter. I must say that I have enjoyed hearing your guesses at who was calling. I personally loved keeping y'all in suspense but I suppose you'll know after you read this chapter. Well, I hope you guys are surprised. Let me know what you think. Criticism is welcomed! Please review, thanks to all!

Taylor was proud of herself. Not only had she told Ryan about the baby but she had also admitted her fears and had overcame them. As she walked into the kitchen she could not help but smile to herself and rest her hand on her still flat stomach.

"Kirsten?" Taylor said, not wanting to interrupt Sandy and Kirsten as they playfully teased each other.

"What sweetie?" Kirsten asked as she turned to face Taylor.

"I told Ryan and he was so happy! You were right!" Taylor squealed as she threw her arms around Kirsten's neck. Kirsten's smiled and hugged Taylor back.

"Those aren't words you hear much. Kirsten is hardly ever right," Sandy smirked as he placed a glass in the dishwasher.
"Sandy," Kirsten said in an exasperated tone. Sandy laughed and held his hands up in defense.

"Sandy, why don't you go in the living room and enjoy your family. I'll help Kirsten finish up in here." Taylor said as she finally released Kirsten from the hug.

"Ok!" Sandy said and quickly exited the kitchen, hating dish duty. Taylor assumed her position at the sink and began drying the dishes as Kirsten handed them to her.

"Taylor, I am so happy for you and Ryan. I'm glad that you two are so happy." Kirsten smiled at Taylor, so thankful for how happy Taylor had made Ryan.

"Thank you Kiki." Taylor returned the warm smile, glad to hear the appreciation in Kirsten's tone. Taylor truly loved Ryan, and even though they had started off a bit rocky and they had broken up for six months, the ocean separating them, Taylor had always loved him and wanted nothing more to make him happy. He truly was her soul mate and he told her daily that she was his.

"Wow, I'm gonna be a Grandmother!" Kirsten smiled, realizing for the first time what Taylor's news meant for Sandy and she.

"You'll be a terrific Grandma Kiki." Taylor smiled.

"Thank you Taylor, and you'll be a fantastic Mom," The two women shared a smile and returned to their job at hand. Taylor's head filled with thoughts about what the next few months would mean for Ryan and she and Kirsten thinking about how weird it would be that her daughter and Grandchild would only be two years apart in age. The Cohen family was honestly a very unique family.

"Kirsten, honestly you don't have to knock every time you wanna come in!" Julie said as she opened the door to the bedroom. Instead of seeing her best friend like she had thought she was she was shocked to see Sophie Cohen, Sr. standing at the door. "Mrs. Cohen," Julie said coldly as she turned around and headed back to the bed where Kaitlin and she were still wrapping gifts.

"May I come in?" Sophie asked, looking around at her Granddaughter's bedroom at the rolls of wrapping paper that littered the floor.

"Of course. It's not like it would you stop you if I said no," Julie replied snidely.

"Yes it would!" Sophie said, wanting Julie to realize that she did not disregard people's wishes and did not want to intrude on Kaitlin and she.

"What do you want Mrs. Cohen? Do you want to insult my dead daughter again? Or do you want to insult my living one this time? How about my son? Ya know, the one who's father did this to me!" Julie said, pointing to her lip and eye.

"Julie, I'm sorry for what I said about your daughter and for the comments I made about you allowing Ryan's father to beat you. After all of my years helping children that come from families that have experienced domestic violence I know that it isn't to be blamed on the victims. I'm truly sorry, for everything I said about you and your daughter. I hope that you can forgive me." Sophie's words shocked Julie and Kaitlin both.

"Wow, I didn't know you knew how to apologize. After everything I've heard about you I really expected you to continue to ignore us until Chrismukkah was over." Kaitlin said, completely shocked.

"Kaitlin!" Julie scolded.

"No, she's right. I know that I'm not known for my kindness. I just hope that both of you can accept my apology and we can be civil to one another."

"Sure! But just so it's clear, I think that you need to take a good long look at your own self before you start passing judgment on people you don't even know. I'm not talking about myself or Kaitlin or Marissa, I'm talking about Kirsten and Taylor. You should be lucky that Sandy and Ryan have found two women that love them so much. I'd be worried that you would destroy their relationships but after everything those two couples have been through I know you couldn't even put a dent into their bullet proof shield!" For a few short seconds the old Julie Cooper showed itself. Instead of being the nice, calmer Julie Cooper that everyone had grown to like, and in some cases love, the old Julie Cooper, the woman that would have easily had Ryan arrested for numerous things that he did not do, and would spread gossip, no matter how damaging it was, was speaking to The Nana. Matching Dragon Lady glare for Dragon Lady glare.

"And what all have those two couples been through?" Sophie asked, completely and blissfully unaware of all the drama she had not experienced.

"Let's just say that if Sandy and Kirsten can survive a next door ex, the blonde boss, the Gruesome Twosome, a fugitive former flame, the hot magazine editor, Caleb Nichol, alcoholism, Charlotte the charlatan, the Newport Group, illegal activity with Dr. Griffin, a relapse, fighting to get Ryan back, an unplanned, midlife pregnancy, and an earthquake, and that's just naming a few, then I think they can survive you. Ryan and Taylor have been through a lot with Ryan getting over Marissa, Taylor getting over her insecurities, and both of them coming back to each other after a six month break up which the ocean separated them. So honestly Sophie, I don't think you can do anything to their relationships!" Julie smirked, feeling vindicated as the Nana began backing away from the old Julie Cooper.

"Julie, you give me too much creedit. I wouldn't dream of doing anything to damage their relationships. After twenty plus years of trying to get Sandy to realize that he's too good for a Newport Princess I've realized that nothing is going to change his mind and obviously Ryan is his son because he's just as stubborn. I'm just glad that my son and grandsons are with the women that were always meant for them!" Sophie said as she turned around and began to exit the room.

"I am too!" Julie said, stopping Sophie in her tracks. "And Mrs. Cohen, I promise that I will be civil to you. I want the Cohen's to have a nice Chrismukkah." Julie smiled her best Newport smile as Sophie returned an equally fake smile then walked out of the room.

Kaitlin, who had been keeping Blake entertained in the floor with a ball, turned to her mother. Kaitlin had been shocked to see the woman that her mother had been before she was sent to boarding school. It was a woman that Kaitlin had not seen in a long time and a woman that Kaitlin hoped she would not see for a long time, if ever again.

"Mom, I can't believe you just stood up to the Nana Cohen! She's like the meanest person alive." Kaitlin was obviously awe stricken.

"I've met meaner women. You're forgetting that I was a Newpsie bitch!" Julie smiled and returned to wrapping the remaining few gifts.

Late that night, well past Sophie and Blake's bed times, everyone sat in the living room, crumbled up wrapping paper surrounding them. As everyone inspected their gifts and showed everyone what they had received the Cohen's had to admit that out of all the first nights of Chrismukkah, that one, even with the fight that Sophie had instigated, had been the calmest by far. Sandy smiled to himself as he made the realization, taking a moment to consider what that meant about his family but was distracted as Sophie stood in front, holding the Christmas Barbie Kirsten had bought her.

"Daddy, open it, please!" Sophie said, her big blue eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

"C'mere sweetie!" Sandy said as he sat Sophie on his knee and took the package from her. Why, for the life of him, did the company that made Barbie's have to make the dolls so impossible to open? While Sandy fought to free the Barbie doll from the plastic restraints and everyone showed off and talked about their clothing, books, and video games they had received for Chrismukkah, Sandy's cell phone began ringing. "Honey, can you get that for me please?" Sandy asked, close to freeing of Barbie's arms.

"Sure!" Kirsten smiled at her husband reached over to the coffee table where he had carelessly laid the phone down. Kirsten had warned him many times that if he continued to leave his phone lying around like that Sophie would end up burying it in the sandbox. Kirsten smiled at the thought as she picked up the phone, not noticing the Caller ID as it flashed RESTRICTED. "Hello!" Kirsten answered as she flipped the phone opened and placed it to her ear. "Hello!" Kirsten repeated when no one answered. "No one's there!" Kirsten said as she closed the phone and handed it to Sandy.

"Must not be too important then," Sandy grunted as he continued to fight with the Barbie doll and the plastic that kept her confined to her cardboard prison. Kirsten shrugged and turned to Summer, thanking her for the beautiful blouse she had given her for Chrismukkah.

Letting out a whoop as he finally freed the Barbie, ten minutes after his daughter had first asked him to open it, Sandy smiled proudly as he held the doll up in the air, showing off the doll that was no longer attached to the cardboard.

"That's really a big achievement for you, isn't it Dad?" Seth asked sarcastically, looking up from the special edition comic book he had received.

"Yes it is son!" Sandy replied, undeterred by Seth's sarcasm.

"Daddy, may I have my Babie now?" Sophie asked, sitting patiently on his knee.

"Here ya go Pumpkin." Sandy said as he handed her the Barbie and sat her back in the floor. Sophie quickly ran over to Summer and Taylor to show them her beautiful doll. Sandy smiled as he watched his daughter babble endlessly about her doll and how she was going to keep it just as beautiful as it had been when it had finally been taken out of the box, a promise Sandy knew would not last long.

"Happy Chrismukkah honey!" Kirsten whispered into his ear as she leaned her head onto his chest, startling him out of his trance.

"Happy Chrismukkah to you too," Sandy smiled as wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. He dropped a quick kiss on the top of her head and both of them looked around the living room. Even though they were in close quarters, the house exceeding maximum capacity, they could not remember a time when they had all had seemed so happy and content. Seth and Summer were cuddled up together on one end of the sofa, Sandy and Kirsten, curled tightly together occupying the other end of the sofa, Ryan and Taylor snuggled together in an oversized chair, the Nana in another chair, a rarely seen smile on her face, and Julie, Kaitlin, Blake and Sophie all in the floor. The room was surprisingly quiet for a house that had so many people in it but the silence was quickly interrupted as Sandy's phone rang once again. "Who the hell is that?" Sandy asked, growing annoyed by his phone.

"Just let it ring!" Kirsten said as she snuggled closer to her husband.

"Honey, this is the second time it's rang in fifteen minutes. It might be something really important!" Sandy said and sat up. He reached for the phone, a bit annoyed as RESTRICTED flashed across the screen of his phone.

"Hello?" Sandy asked, not expecting a response. However, the response he received sent chills down his spine. He could not believe it, there was no way that this could be happening. There was no way that the person on the other end could be who he thought it was. But as the words registered he knew that there was no mistaking who was on the line. Those two words, two words that he had always hated hearing, the two words that had made him shiver and head for the hills for most of his marriage were the two words that could turn his world and his family's world upside down. Those damned two words.

"Hello Sanford!"