HELLO fellow fanfictioneers! That sounds weird…Anywhoo, I decided to write another chapter for this story. It's kinda weird seeing how both my stories involve packing for a journey. Haha I am so boring! This summer has been eventful, including a cruise to Alsaska! ;) Sorry, I haven't uploaded and such, but I hope this chapter satisfies your needs for a while. I don't even know if you guys read this intro because honestly I never do when I read other fanfictions.

Well, here we go!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything…

IMPORTNANT: I decided to have a song for each chapter that you guys should play as you read. I guess you don't really have to though…

Enjoy!

Song: My Little Girl by Tim McGraw ( I know….cheesy, but this chapter is about Elizabeth!)

Patch's POV:

As soon as I got home, I was worried for my baby. I hoped nothing went wrong and she didn't get hurt. A million thoughts and scenarios ran through my mind of bad things that could have happened to her without my protection. I shook away the thoughts and put my hands on the crisp metal of the double door handles and opened them. The lights were all turned off except for the flashes from the wide flat screen TV in the living room. I found Vicki curled up next to Rixon on the couch with a blanket lightly tossed over them. I went and turned off the TV and made my way to Elizabeth's room.

The long hallway was lined with pictures upon pictures of Elizabeth, myself, and even Nora. I kept the house exactly as she left it. I always turned the TV on the food network because she always wanted to make new meals. I left her side of the bed the same, including the pictures of myself on her nightstand. The pictures only hurt every time I passed them because of the happiness in her eyes. I was never looking at the camera, I always looked at her.

The pictures of Elizabeth always had me wondering if she really was an angel. Her beautiful face always shown with brightness and always had a smile upon it. I never knew just how much she reminded me of Nora.

As I reached Elizabeth's room I saw the slight glow from her Scooby-Doo nightlight. I opened the door and saw my baby angel. Her brown curls framed around her face that made her look even more like an angel. I gently kissed her cheek which brought me memories of when she was younger…

*Flashback! :P*

I was sitting on the couch with my wife, my wife who was to be having a child any day now. After our little dispute a couple of months ago, I came back to her, knowing I could never leave her again. I promised to always be there for the little girl that was now growing in her stomach. We forgave and forgot. That was how it always was .I turned on the TV to Food Network. She sighed happily because it was her favorite show.

"You know me so well", she said as she kissed me slowly which caused me to moan loudly.

She broke apart from the kiss, laughed, and turned her head to the TV. She nuzzled herself into my chest as I played with her fiery curls. We watched the TV for about an hour when she went to get up to get food. She was always hungry and always seemed to crave macaroni and cheese. Just as she went to move away I snaked my arms around her waist and pulled her big belly against mine again. I kissed her softly, afraid to hurt her belly. I rubbed her belly soothingly to let the baby know I was there. It was weird; I could see the baby's thoughts. I knew she was special because of my…background, but I never knew just how special. I continued to kiss Nora until I could feel the uncomforting thoughts of the baby's feelings. Nora pushed off my chest so she could make herself some macaroni and cheese as I relaxed on the couch, just wanting to doze off for a bit. I listened as Nora buzzed around the kitchen searching for a pan. I closed my eyes, but awoke suddenly.

"PAAAAATCH!" Nora screamed, "Just about a gallon of friken water just came friken out of me! I am having a firkin baby come out my kazoo and I need to get to the friken hospital NOW!"

I ran over to her and looked at the mess she made because of her water breaking. I grinned so big because this was our moment when we would meet our baby girl. I picked her up and grabbed the 'baby bag' that we packed only days earlier. This was my moment. This was the moment where life just seems to be so good that nothing could ruin it.

**end flashback**

My mind whirled around the thoughts of that day. I think I was the happiest man in the world that day and I know everybody says that, but somehow I felt different. Like before this moment I was a juvenile little boy and now I was a man who could take care of my daughter.

I carefully tucked her in and kissed her sweet baby face again. She was mine and I was never letting her go. I gently stood up and walked into my bedroom where the designers pillows, that Nora attempted to make our house look like something that Martha Stewart created, sat. I threw the pillows down from the bed in anger for being so stupid. How could I let Nora leave? How could I be so stupid as to let her go and take the punishment that was obvious towards me?

I knew I had to save her and the only way I could was to go through with the plan that Naomi conducted. It would be hard for me to trust someone who I just met with, not only my life, but Nora's as well. I should be grateful that I could get Nora back, but did it mean that she wouldn't remember me? Did it mean she wouldn't be the same?

I got a backpack from the closet where I put two changes of clothes, a picture of Nora and Elizabeth, water , food essentials, and a cap. I put it on the loveseat next to the window and took off my shirt and pants leaving me in my boxers. I lifted the sheets and doze off to an uninterrupted sleep. For the first time in a long time Elizabeth slept in her own bed for the whole night.

Sorry. Short chapter, I know. Please don't hate me? Anyway, I am beta-ing now, so please e-mail me any of your stories to beta and I will try to get to them ASAP. Just send me an instant message…

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~Sweetpea