A/N: Hey guys! I'm really sorry for the HUGE delay… I've gotta blame it on school and a horrible writer's block. But have no fear, I promise I'll finish all of my fanfics sooner or later.

Chapter 5

Carter's POV

[Sadie, please, you have to let me do this part!]

Sorry, it's Carter. Sadie is trying to magic-wrestle me for the recorder. I admit listening to her recordings, but I haven't seen this thing for years, and she's not letting me tell some of the story?

So yes, Sadie got pregnant, and had a kid. When Katie was three, my super-mom of a sister decided to dump her with me—so she could have some 'alone time'. Don't get me wrong, I love Katie. And she might just be the least-problem causing toddler on this planet. But it had to be on my first anniversary with Zia!

I explained the situation to Zia. "Don't worry, Carter. We will have the night for ourselves," Zia told me. "Plus, I can help take care of Katie." She sat on our king-sized bed, holding a photograph of us on our wedding day. Zia had wanted it to be Egyptian style, and even the gods and goddesses came.

But before we knew it, the door of the Brooklyn House clicked shut. Sadie was gone, and Katie was officially our responsibility.

"Katie?" I shouted into her room and knocked. No reply. "Katie, it's Uncle Carter."

I yanked open the door. No signs of Katie. "Zia, I can't find her!" Great, we had to scour the corners of the mansion.

Soon, it was 3 o'clock. Sadie could be home any time. What kind of babysitting uncle would let his niece disappear like that? Zia and I had run around the mansion six times before we bumped into each other in a long corridor.

A bead of sweat was on her forehead. "Well, now we know how tough parenting is."

"Yeah," I panted. "I think we should wait on having kids."

The corners of her mouth tilted upward. "Good idea, Carter. What time is it?"

I glanced at my watch. "Four."

Her eyebrows went up. "Already? I have a doctor's appointment today!" She rushed out, but not before giving me a kiss. "I'm so sorry, Carter. But I didn't keep track of the time!"

I sighed as she burst out the door. Slowly, I peeked into Katie's room again. And there she was, drawing a skeleton.

"Hi, Uncle Carter."

"Where were you?" I nearly shouted, but I felt more relieved than ever.

She looked up at me, those huge brown eyes filled with innocence. "Here, where else?"

"I was looking for you the whole day!"

"You were?"

I shook my head, and picked her up. "Let's go get pizza before your mom gets home."

She gave me one of those little-girl grins. "Okay!"

A/N: World's shortest chapter. But just to warm you guys up, KATIE WASN'T IN HER ROOM. Where do you think she was? Find out next chapter!

Thanks to chawk1993's awesome idea about Carter! Keep up the reviews guys, and maybe that writer's block won't kill me before Chapter 6.