The Next Day:

September 8, 2013

Samara& Emily's

Emily had barely gotten up out of bed the whole morning. She had woken early in the morning, completely sick. She was curled up in a ball, hugging her pillow.

"Em?" Samara said, as she walked into the room. She sat down on the bed, laying on her side facing Emily. "You okay?"

"No."

"What's up? Can I get you anything?"

"A trash can, tea, and some soup, please."

"On it." Samara said, kissing Emily's forehead, and went to get the trash can from the bathroom. "You're really warm. Have you taken your temperature?"

"I can barely sit up without getting nauseous."

Samara went into the bathroom, and got the thermometer. She handed it to Emily. "I'll go get your tea and soup." She said and walked out of the room again. She came back in a few minutes later with green tea. She put it on the side table. "I have to go get some soup. Will you be okay for a few minutes?" She asked.

Emily took the thermometer out of her mouth when it beeped. "102.2. And yes I will be fine." She handed the thermometer back to her. "Can you call Spencer and Aria. Make sure they have had their flu shots lately."

"Will do. I'll be right back." She left the room once again. "Call me if you need anything."

Ezra& Aria's

Aria lay in bed, looking at her laptop. "How about this one, Ezra?"

Ezra turned around to face her. "I swear, Aria. If I look at another house, I will hurt someone. That's like the thousandth house you've shown me."

"Well, we need to decide soon. Before you know it, it will be December, and our daughter will be here."

"I know." Ezra stood up, and walked over to the bed, sitting down next to her. "Alright. Go ahead."

Aria scrolled through the pictures of the house. "So far out of the thousands of houses I've shown you, I like this one the best."

"If I remember correctly, this would be in the middle of your parents and Spencer& Toby's."

"You would be correct."

"Would that be the reason you like this one the best?" He grinned at her.

"Maybe." Aria laughed.

Aria's phone rang on the opposite side of the room.

"Would you be a great boyfriend, and go get that for me?"

"Of course." Ezra stood up, and went to get the phone. "It's Samara." He said and handed it to her. He sat back down on the bed.

Aria pressed the answer button on the screen, and put it to her ear. "Hey Samara."

"Hey, this is a strange, but serious question. Have you had a flu shot recently?"

"Yes?" Aria said, confused.

"Okay. Cause Emily's sick, and we think it's the flu. And she was near everyone and especially you and Spencer yesterday, so we just wanted to be sure."

"Oh. Tell her to feel better."

"I will."

They both hung up the phone.

"What was that about?"

"Emily's sick. Just making sure no one else gets sick."

Spencer& Toby's

Spencer was laying on the couch with her feet propped up on the arm. She was on her laptop, picking things for the baby registry.

She heard Toby come in the back door, and walk down the hall.

"Toby." She called out. When he entered the living room, she spoke again. "Can you please give me foot massage."

"Sure." He sat on the arm of the couch. "Swelling, again." He stated.

"Yep. And they probably will until after she's born."

"So, do you remember, when I asked you if we had a baby what would it look like?" He questioned, as he rubbed her left foot.

Spencer laughed. "A newborn with a six pack." She laughed again, remembering her answer.

"Now, we will really know."

Spencer smiled. "She better have your eyes."

"I say the odds of that are slim, Spence. You have brown eyes which is a dominate color." Toby said.

"I still can hope."

Hanna& Caleb's

Hanna and Caleb were sitting down in the basement.

"So, tomorrow it will be exactly two months til the wedding." Hanna said, and rested her head on Caleb's shoulder.

"It's gone by fast. It felt like just yesterday, I put that ring on your finger." He said, as he took her left hand in his.

"I agree." She paused for a moment. "Is your mom and brothers coming?"

"Yep." He felt Hanna get a little tense. "They will like you. Don't worry about it."

"Okay."

"Han? Is your dad walking you down the aisle?"

Hanna knew her answer, but didn't say it immediately. When Caleb looked down at her she answered. "No, my grandma. I don't even know if my father is going to show up."

"Your his daughter. I'm pretty sure he should go to his only daughter's wedding." Caleb said, knowing the reason he would not show up.

"Yea. Well, I'm also his only daughter that called off his wedding two years ago." Hanna said, and stood up, heading for the stairs.

Samara& Emily's

Samara entered the bedroom to see Emily facing the window. "Okay, before you say anything. I love you in all, but I can't get sick."

Emily was confused by her words, until she rolled over. She laughed before saying, "I totally understand, Samara." Emily smiled at her girlfriend who was donning a respirator mask.

She went over, and cautiously sat on the bed, careful not to not spill the soup. "Do you need help sitting up?"

"I'm good." She said, as she slowly sat up, trying to not make herself nauseous.

Samara handed her the bowl, when she propped herself up all the way. "Can I do anything else for you?"

"I'm fine for now. Thanks."