A.N. I wanted to thank all of you who have taken the time to reply to this tale of mine, it does inspire me to write faster. It is because of all of you great people, this story is getting told.

Chapter Eighty-One

Robin and Patrick were having their first argument since they found out they were pregnant. And it all had to do with a name. Patrick wanted their son to have a name that meant something, a name from his family perhaps or even Robin's, but she was stuck on one name and refused to give an inch.

So for the past hour, they had discussed and debated from one end of the spectrum to the other. When they finally took notice that they were not getting anywhere, they decided to narrow it down to four names, they would each pick two and if by the end of their conversation they could not come to an agreement, they would hold off on picking a name till the baby shower.

Patrick gave his choices first, Robert or Noah, and as much as he didn't particularly want his son named after his father, he had to admit that their relationship was better now than at any other time in his life, so that is why he had chosen Noah, Robert was Robin's father and while the two had not spent much time together, Patrick admired the older man, not only for his carefree nature, but because the man stood for something and was always willing to help a damsel in distress, kind of like Patrick.

Robin on the other hand wasn't looking for a name that had meaning for someone else per se, she wanted a name that would be respected and not laughed at once her son was older. The name Jason was something she truly wanted to consider, not because he had and still meant something to her, but because his character and devotion were something that you couldn't deny, and if honoring her past love with his name was one way to show that she still loved him, but as a friend, then so be it, it was a good strong name. Her second choice wasn't so thought provoking, it was simply a name that she liked, Donavan.

The couple bickered back and forth for another hour, and still no name could be decided upon, so instead of drawing the fight out, Robin relented, agreeing that a name could be decided at a different time, and if it just so happened to be at the baby shower, then so be it, she knew she would have backup there.

The men were not happy that they had to attend the get together, they all felt like that was woman's work or whatever, but each man had the good sense he was born with and didn't fight long or hard on their attending, their significant others knew just how to guarantee their appearance.

With a yawn, Robin stood and headed towards the bedroom, it had been a long day and she wanted nothing more than to relax and get some sleep. Besides this pregnancy was taking more out of her than she wanted to admit, it seemed she was always tired now.

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Sonny and Brenda had settled on a name easily, which was shocking to everyone who knew them, not to mention the name they chose.

Lily Adella Corinthos, was the name they had settled upon. Lily in honor of his first wife who had died at the hands of her father, by a bomb meant for Sonny. Adella was Sonny's mother and throughout his life Sonny had always tried to do right by her, to such an extent he had let his half brother live when the man should have been killed, that point was moot now, since his brother now resided six feet under.

Surprising everyone, it was Brenda's idea to name the baby Lily. If it hadn't been for her wearing a wire to prove Sonny's involvement with the mob, Lily would more than likely still be alive and Sonny wouldn't have lost his child with her. For that matter if Brenda would have trusted in her feelings for Sonny from the beginning, then Sonny wouldn't have married her, seeing as how he had wanted to marry Brenda, until she had betrayed him.

But now things had changed and they were once again together, but this time she was his wife and carrying his child. And while she wondered on occasion if she was tempting fate, but it was only a thought that came up once in awhile and most times she could tamp it down. So that is how Lily got her name, and while most of the story, should she ever be told, would have to be edited down for her benefit, it was a good name with much meaning, to both parents.

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Carly and Jax didn't have a hard time deciding on a name either, which was surprising to all. Carly understood what family meant to Jax and wanted to name their son John, after Jax's father.

It had so moved Jax that he had cried for several minutes, unable to express the emotions that her generous offer had brought to him.

It was a moment in time that he would never forget. Lady Jane also thought the offer very generous and she too was moved to tears, but she claimed they were good tears, and while she did miss her husband, she knew he was watching over them.

Jax had to marvel at the change that had overcome his wife. He loved her any which way, but this Carly seemed happier and more at ease with her self, she had even gone so far as to have lasting friendships with other women. The Carly of old was nowhere to be seen, this Carly didn't feel threatened by other women, she felt a unique closeness.

Of course there was an exception to ever rule, and that exception was simply reserved for new women, women who might try to take what she had and loved, and that included all her friends and family. To say Carly had grown up was an understatement, she had matured with a speed that was almost mind-boggling.

Jax and Carly had already discussed the possibility of another child and even though John had yet to make an appearance, both were looking forward to more children.

Carly loved her boys and always would, but since that first day that she found out she was pregnant, that long ago time, she had hoped and prayed for a little girl. It didn't detract from her obvious love of her soon to be three boys, but a little girl was just something she desired, and was willing to do the work to get one.

Mind you, Jax had no complaints in getting the work done either, making babies was wonderful, but the act which created them was mind-blowing. Yes, they would continue to try for that little girl, but first they needed to get deliver this bundle of joy.

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Emily had tried to convince Nikolas that it was okay to decide on a name now, but he was adamant in his decision. He wanted to wait for the girls to arrive, before settling on any specific name. Claiming that when the girls were born, then their names would be obvious.

It was fanciful and illogical, but it was something he felt deeply about, so without trying to hurt his feelings she had agreed, but secretly, she scoured baby name books and listened intently to idle chatter of other people, one never knew when a good name would strike.

The only thing Emily truly wanted was to make sure that Nikolas didn't feel some family obligation to name their girls after the women in his family, most of them had or were crazier than a loon.

And while they couldn't agree on baby names, they were also having difficulty arranging their second wedding. Nikolas wanted it to be a large shindig, while Emily wanted amore intimate affair, their close friends and family. She especially wanted to be married before she gave birth, it wasn't practical, but she wanted to be his wife before she was a mother.

They had also spoken at length about Emily adopting Spencer, and while Nikolas thought it a good idea, he had some reservations. It was one thing for her to accept the child in his life, but another to want to call him her son. Moreover, to be honest, it felt like an affront to Courtney, but she was long gone and he needed to start thinking like a parent.

After great thought and deliberation, he agreed to Emily's request, but both had decided that they would wait till after they were married, with everything going on and twins to welcome in the coming months, they both wanted to take things slow.

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Jason and Elizabeth enjoyed every minute they spent with their boys, at one point in the day, both adults lounged on the floor, playing cars and trains with Cameron, while a curious Alan tried to stuff the vehicles into his mouth, drooling over everything and causing his parents to laugh with good cheer.

It was one of those days that you just could wait to have happen again. And now with the children in bed and fast asleep, it was now possible for the parents to partake in a little R rated bedroom fun.

Or that was the plan until Elizabeth failed to stifle a yawn. While the day had been stress free and rather lackadaisical, trying to ponder what Spinelli said half the time was almost unbearable, but the boy did have a heart of gold and for some reason, Jason understood him better than most people, perhaps even all people.

There was something familiar in their bond, and while Spinelli wouldn't stop a woman's heart with a mere look, he was kind and caring and thought always of others.

Deciding against hanky panky, Jason left their main bedroom and went into the adjacent bathroom. When the water turned on, Elizabeth knew exactly what he had in mind and right now, that sounded better than paradise, even better than heaven. A hot bath was just the thing to loosen some tense muscles and indulge in the tranquility of the moment.

Jason returned, gently plucking her from the bed, he carried her to the bathroom. He helped her disrobe then removed his clothes, once fully naked, Jason climbed into the tub and cautiously guided her in, not wanting to take any chances.

Once fully emerged, Jason pulled Elizabeth into his waiting arms, where she sat between his legs, enjoying the serenity of it all, and while there were millions of lines of sexual tension flowing from one to the other and back again, the bath was not submerged with an erotic undertone.

Jason took the soft puff from the dish, that sat on the marble ledge. He dipped it into the water and then applied Elizabeth's trade mark smell, vanilla with just a hint of lavender.

The puff moved effortlessly over her body, Jason's ministrations drawing her into a lull of thought, the only thing that even warranted a blip on her mental radar was the abundant fact she was exhausted.

And while she really wanted to make love to Jason, she understood that it could wait, they could just enjoy this moment of closeness, tomorrow morning she could wake him up with a special present.

Elizabeth's head lolled back, resting on Jason's shoulder. Her eyes were closed and for all intents and purpose, she looked like she was sleeping, except her miniscule moans belied the fact.

Before the bath was even over, Elizabeth had drifted off to sleep, her beautiful face not marred by a single bad dream, or so it looked. A sappy little smile danced on her lips from time to time and without even knowing she was doing it, she pressed herself harder up against Jason, pulling from him a lusty growl, his body ignoring common sense and going it alone, the mind just a useless hindrance when the body desired something, said something, that was with sweet agony torturing his already aroused state.

Another growl was pulled from his lips, but this time he squelched them down even further. Elizabeth was tired and should be, even though the day was of the lazy variety, being pregnant and with quadruplets, he understood that it must take a lot out of her.

So instead of following his abundant desire and lusty thoughts, Jason scooped her into his arms and carried her back to the bed. He slipped one of his shirts over her naked frame, marveling at how she could still fit in his shirts. Placing a gentle kiss to her brow, Jason went back to the bathroom for a cold shower, there is nothing more comical than an aroused man, we look like we have a tent in our pants, Jason thought. Having heard the saying many times before, but never really seeing any significance to it, until this moment, now he understood completely.

Showered and somewhat less stimulated, Jason crawled into bed, bring his body next to hers. Their bodies fit so well together, just another reason to believe that they were soulmate's, no two pieces of a puzzle could ever fit so well together, as they could.

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