"Roger, I need to talk to you about something." Ava said as Roger entered the bedroom after kissing the kids good night.
"What's the matter Baby?" he asked sitting next to her in the bed.
"Um... I was really sick today, so Maureen went to the store and picked up a test..." she said looking over at him.
"Are you pregnant?" he asked smiling at her.
"No, I'm not. But I wanted to be." she told him as tears filled her eyes.
"Oh Baby, I didn't know you wanted to have another baby." he said taking her into his arms.
"I didn't either, until I thought I was. Roger I'm 35 years old." she cried into his shoulder.
"Ava, it doesn't matter. Do you wanna maybe try to have another baby?" he asked looking down at her.
"I don't know. I mean, I just didn't think I would again, you know?" she asked looking up at him.
"I know, but Ava do you want to try to have another baby?" he asked looking down at her.
"Yeah, I think I do." she smiled looking up at him.
"OK Baby, we'll make an appointment for the doctor and see what we can do, OK?" he asked leaning down to kiss her head.
"OK." she smiled looking up at him as he held her close to him.
"I love you Ava." he smiled caressing her face.
"I love you too Roger." she smiled looking into his green eyes.
"Ava, I'm sorry but your egg count is extremely low." the doctor said as Roger and Ava sat across the desk from him.
"What does that mean?" Roger asked as Ava looked down in her lap.
"It means it's gonna be difficult, if not impossible for you to get pregnant again. I'm sorry." he said looking over at Ava who was still looking down.
"Are you OK Baby?" Roger asked looking down at her.
"Um, yeah. I'm fine. Thank you doctor." she said looking up at him.
"Thank you doctor." Roger said as he followed Ava out of the office. She was walking very quickly. "Ava, wait." he called out chasing after her.
"I'm fine Roger. I have to get home and start baking the cup cakes for the twins birthday parties in school." she said not turning around.
"AVA STOP!" he yelled as she stopped in her tracks.
"Roger, I'm fine. I'm 35 years old. There was always a chance that it was too late." she said looking up at him with tears in her eyes.
"No, there wasn't always a chance. You're only 35. 35 is not too old to have another baby." he said looking down at her.
"Roger, I'm not going through the hormone injections and the egg harvesting the invitro. I mean, I know I was willing to do it before we had the twins, but I'm 35 Roger." she said looking up at him.
"Ava, what are you so afraid of?" he asked looking down at her.
"I'm afraid of having a baby at 35 years old. I mean, there's not guarantee that you're gonna be around to see the twins grow up. How fair would it be for us to have another baby this late in our lives?' she asked looking up at him.
"Are you sure you don't want to do this Ava?" he asked looking down at her.
"Yeah, I'm positive. Between Will and Collins and Mark and Tara, we'll have plenty of neices and nephews to spoil." she said looking up at him.
"OK Baby. If this is really what you want." he said looking down at her.
"I am Roger. Now I have to go home and make those cup cakes for school. Do you wanna help me?" she asked smiling up at him.
"I would love to Baby." he smiled leaning down to kiss her.
"So you guys aren't gonna do it?" Abby asked looking up at Ava.
"No, we decided against it. I mean, I'm already 35 and we have the twins and Roger... I just don't think it's such a good idea." she said holding back tears.
"Oh honey, you know Roger's not going anywhere. He's healthier than he's ever been. He's gonna be there for you and the twins for a long time." she smiled looking over at her.
"I know, but that can change without warning." she said looking over at her.
"Oh honey, you can't always worry about that. All you can do is enjoy the time he has with you and the twins now." Abby smiled looking over at her.
"I know, I just don't want to spend less time than I have to with Roger." she said wiping her eyes.
"I understand sweetie." Abby smiled reaching out for Ava's hand.
"When do you go?" Ava asked looking over at Collins and Will.
"We leave tomorrow morning." Collins smiled looking over at her.
"That is so great. We are so thrilled. We're gonna have another little baby in the family." Maureen smiled looking over at them.
"We are so happy for you two. You deserve it. You're gonna make incredible parents." Ava smiled looking over at them.
"Thanks Babygirl. Does anyone want to see pictures of our Angel?" Copllins asked reaching into his pocket.
"Me first." Ava asked rushing over to him. "Oh, she is so beautiful. What did you guys decide to name her?" she asked looking up at them.
"Angel Mariana Davis-Collins." he smiled as Ava passed the picture around.
"That's really nice Collins. I'm sure Angel and Mimi would really like that." Roger smiled looking at the little girl in the picture.
"We need to propose a toast." Ava smiled going into the kitchen for the iced tea.
"You really don't have to do that Babygirl." Collins called out as she came rushing in with cups and the iced tea container.
"Yes we do. It's not everyday you and Will become dad's. I wanna propose a toast to Angel Mariana Davis-Collins. Welcome to our family little one." Ava smiled looking up at them as they all raised their cups to toast.
"We would like to welcome for the first time in the United States Angel Mariana Davis-Collins." Collns smiled as he and Will entered the house with the baby girl in his arms.
"Well hello Angel. Welcome to our family. You are gonna be so loved my sweetie." Ava smiled looking down at her as Collins placed her into her arms.
"She is so beautiful you guys." Roger smiled looking over at them.
"Mommy, I wanna see." Abigail asked looking up at her.
"Come here Lukas, so you can meet your new cousin." Ava smiled sitting in the chair.
A/N: This is officially the end of Nowhere Fast. I am not gonna continue it until Roger dies. I've done that in more then one story and found it too hard emotionally to write, so I've decided to never do that again.. Ever. I hope you enjoyed this story and I look forward to your reviews on my future stories.