Oliver and Grace stepped out of the car, Grace holding a small blue bundle in her arms. Annie ran out of the house, eager to meet her new little brother, Samuel. Oliver and Annie slowly followed Grace up the stairs to the nursery, which was painted green with little ducks all around.

"Annie," Grace said. "Come sit in the chair and you can hold your baby brother.

Annie quickly sat down, and took Sam. He was sleeping peacefully, and all she could do was smile. He was perfect. "Leaping Lizards…" she finally whispered. Grace smiled. She had everything she could possibly want, and more. Oliver took the baby, and cooing to his son, laid him in his cradle, while Grace gave Annie a hug.

"I missed you, Annie." Was all she could say. She now had two children, and a man she loved with all her heart.

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Sam was a good baby, and Annie was a good sister. She was there every morning, so she could hold him or change him while Grace prepared for the day. Soon everything returned to as normal as it could with a five-month-old and an almost thirteen-year-old.

At present they were all down in Oliver's office, where he was dictating a speech to Grace, while Annie held a sleeping Sam in the corner of the room. Oliver was having a hard time concentrating on the speech he was trying to write. Annie had let her hair grow, and it was now shoulder-length, much like Grace's. Grace could have been Annie's mother, had Annie not had bright red hair. Sam had black hair, like himself, but it was curly, like Grace's and he also had inherited her blue eyes. He smiled. His family was so beautiful.

"Oliver?" Grace asked, snapping him out of his reverie.

"Wha…oh, yes." He answered. "Where were we?"

"Umm, 'The recruiting of young men to work for the Public Works Administration'…"

"Ahh…yes." And he began again, only to stop a few minutes later, when he noticed that his son was awake. Taking the boy in his arms, he said to Grace, "I think we should abandon this for the day and go for a walk in the garden.

"I agree." Grace commented, "Are you coming, Annie?"

"Ok. C'mon, Sandy!" She said, as she ran ahead to catch up to her father. Grace smiled to herself as she walked leisurely behind them, Sandy at her side. Oliver and Annie were both wrapped up in the baby, who was giggling.

"C'mon, Mom!" yelled Annie as she came back and grabbed Grace's hand, pulling her along.

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Grace woke up again for the third time that week not feeling well. She decided she would just stay in bed and enjoy a relaxing day. But, this did not sit well with Oliver, who always thought the worst when it came to his family. So he called a doctor.

"Oliver, I really don't think I need a doctor." She argued. "I actually feel a little better…"

"Well, just to be sure." He affirmed, kissing her on the forehead before going to get Annie for her lessons.

Annie had known that Grace had not been feeling well, and she thought she may have a theory, but she would let the doctor decide.

Oliver smiled as he walked into the bedroom, carrying Sam over to the bed to give him to Grace.

"Oh, Oliver, I thought maybe I was, but…" she started.

"I know. When should we tell Annie?"

"I think I already know." Came a quiet voice from outside their open door. The owner of that voice, a now rather tall red-headed teenager, came in and sat down on the bed.

"I hope it's a girl." She said, smiling, giving Grace a hug.

Ok… so what does everyone think so far? PLEASE R&R!! k'thanks!