"Mickey! We're going to see Mickey!" Cameron was practically jumping down the hallway with excitement. It was only a slight improvement over the jumping on his bed he did last night and the jumping on their bed that had just gotten him booted from the room. Any other day Lucky might have reprimanded him a little harder but today Cameron was his unsuspecting accomplice and for that he was grateful.

Between Cameron's excitement and checking everything for a fifth time to make sure Cameron and the twins had everything they could possibly need for the next week, Elizabeth was far too distracted to wonder why it was taking him so long to finish packing. Years of traveling with Ned had honed his packing into a fine art. One bag; even for the longest trip, he could fit it all in one bag. However he had been obsessing over this packing arrangement for the past two days. If Cameron wasn't demanding so much attention right now, Elizabeth might have started to ask questions. She might have grabbed the bag herself in an effort to hurry him along or tease him about it. Then she might have found what he was currently trying to keep hidden just a little while longer.

The velvet box lay in his hand, the ring still nestled inside. When he had found it months ago with Daphne, he honestly hadn't planned on waiting this long to ask. Hell he should have asked once he knew the twins were on the way, Elizabeth's insistence on not getting married be damned. He had honestly thought he would hide it in his sock drawer for a few days and then surprise her before the twins were born. Maybe there was something to Elizabeth's paranoid theory about someone having a plot against them planning surprises. First it was the twins deciding to join their own baby shower. Then the custody trial. He had almost given up on planning anything and then Elizabeth had the idea of taking Cameron to Disney World. Who knew Tony and Lisa's lies might actually lead to something good for him.

The only issue right now was where to put the box where Elizabeth wouldn't find it. Inside a pair of socks? The pocket of the jeans he most likely would be wearing when the moment happened? Could he sneak it into Cameron's bag or would his son find it and then ask very publicly what it was in the middle of the hotel lobby? Why hadn't he just mailed it down to the hotel first and then it would already be there? Oh that's right; he was a paranoid freak that's why. He had thought of that idea and then decided the ring would get lost in the mail. Somehow, he was pretty sure that was his father's fault. He was blaming him at any rate. But back to the issue at hand, where to put this box?

"Hey slow poke." Elizabeth stuck her head into the room, laughing as Cameron nearly knocked her down. "You almost done yet?"

Shoving the box quickly into his dopp kit, Lucky shut the lid of his suitcase. "Yeah. All set."

*****

From the two seconds he had spent outside that morning, Patrick deduced that it was going to be a good day weather-wise. He hadn't expected any additional treats, say having sex in the middle of the afternoon. It was times like this that he knew he would miss once he went back to work fulltime. For now, racing was sufficient, but it would be impossible for him to keep it up forever. Robin had been right; he wasn't just risking his life when he got into that race car: he was gambling all of their lives. What he did affected them and vice versa.

He smiled, wondering when exactly he had become such a grownup. This time last year, his life had been on a very different path. His biggest worry…well he hadn't had many, had he? He had been content with going through women like Kleenex and never following up with any of them, even on the rare occasions when he got lonely. Robin had changed all of that. He could no longer imagine not having her in his life. He couldn't fathom existence without her in his arms. It had been shaky there for a while, but life was finally starting to calm down. They were mere weeks from the wedding and the birth of their son. Life was good.

Robin turned over and almost smacked him in the face with the back of her left hand. Her eyes were full and sleepy as she snuggled up to him and rested her cheek against his shoulder, her breath very deep as if she wasn't really awake. "I didn't mean to wake you." He brushed his hand down her bare back and she lightly moaned.

"You didn't. I just felt you staring at me." Robin admitted.

"How could I not? You're so pretty." He pushed the sheet away and pulled her on top of him.

"I'm humungous." Robin countered with a sigh, swatting at his hands when they settled on her backside. "I don't know how you can stand to look at me."

At one time, he might have thought she was fishing for compliments, but her weight gain, even though it was perfectly normal, left her feeling extremely insecure. "I never tire of looking at you." Patrick assured her, tilting his head. "Or kissing you." To further illustrate his point, he pressed his mouth to her neck. "Or tasting you." He lightly nibbled at her shoulder.

"Patrick." Robin breathed, her eyes slipping shut for reasons she knew had nothing to do with exhaustion. For the way their bodies were responding it was as if they hadn't just made love an hour ago. She laughed when he rolled her over and yanked both of her arms above her head. "What's next? Bondage?"

"Maybe." Patrick winked at her. A knock interrupted further fun. "Damn it." He had expected to see his disappointment mirrored in her eyes, but he saw only alarm. "We can just leave whoever it is in the hallway." He reasoned trailing her arm with his thumb.

"We have to get up." Robin argued, trying to wiggle away from him.

"In case you haven't noticed, one of us has already accomplished that." Patrick threw back his head and laughed at Robin's reddening face.

"You're a terrible influence." She wagged her finger at him, still unsuccessful in getting out from under him.

"I am. Why don't you come here and teach me a lesson." Patrick suggested with a wolfish grin, kissing her before she could voice her protest.

"As much as I want to…" Robin managed to squeak out, catching his knowledgeable hands before they caused her more grief.

"Robin, I'm dying." Patrick insisted harshly against her ear.

"I know." Her voice was so matter-of-fact, he pouted in response. "Don't worry. I'll make it up to you."

"How are you planning on doing that?" Patrick asked, mildly curious. He had almost one of his hands free and he knew she wouldn't take much convincing.

"I'll do whatever you want." Robin promised with a nod of her head.

"I want you to stay right where you are." Patrick answered.

"Whatever you want later." Robin clarified, patting his cheek and climbing out of bed.

"Are you expecting someone?" Patrick inquired when he noticed her bypass her white terrycloth robe for clean clothes and panties.

"Yes."

"Care to elaborate?"

"Please put some clothes on. I don't want you to scare the twins."

"The twins?"

"Yes. I kind of said we'd watch them for the week while Lucky and Elizabeth take Cameron to Disney World." Robin didn't wait for him to react, simply ran for the door.

"You said we'd do what?" Patrick threw on the same clothes he had come home in and raced after her. Whatever explanation would have to wait, he realized, once she opened the door to greet their guests.

"Hi Patrick. Thank you so much for agreeing to do this." Elizabeth stepped forward with Gracie in her arms. "I know it's crazy timing."

"Tell me about it." Patrick drawled, almost stepping back when she shoved Gracie into his arms.

"I mean I told Robin that it was too much and Steven and Georgie would love to do it." Elizabeth continued, shooting Robin a wink while Lucky tried to keep back the laugh that was threatening to erupt.

"So glad we could serve as an alternative."

"Well everyone has their uses." Lucky smirked.

"Are you excited about Disney World, Cameron?" Robin asked, bending down so they were face-to-face.

"Yup. You want a souvenir Roby? I'll bring you one."

"I would love that. Thank you Cameron." Robin got to her feet and lightly jabbed Patrick in the ribs, careful to not hit Gracie in her beckoning.

"You want one too Patty?"

"Yeah. Bring me back something that a girl wouldn't want to play with." Patrick crouched down to whisper the next sentence in Cameron's ear, "You know how they like to steal toys."

Cameron nodded seriously. "Kristina always steals the good toys."

"Give me a hug?"

"Do you need some love Patrick?" Lucky joked as he walked closer to his cousin.

"As a matter of fact..." Patrick ignored the hard look Robin was sending his way.

Cameron walked over to Patrick and wrapped his arms around Patrick's neck. "Daddy's silly."

"So I keep saying. Love you buddy." Patrick muttered, patting Cameron's back gently with his one free hand.

"Love you too Patty."

"Let me see that baby." Robin took Jake from Lucky's protective grasp. "You guys better get going or you'll miss your flight."

"I know. I know." Elizabeth took a deep breath and clenched her fists to steel herself to do this. This was harder than she expected it to be and she expected it to be almost impossible. "You have our numbers. Call every night ok?"

"Of course we will." Robin assured her friend, pulling her into a light hug. "Don't cry."

"I'm not crying." Elizabeth protested.

"Yes you are." Lucky countered. "We both hate it but we do have to go. Just think of all the fun of Patrick mastering the feeding schedule."

"You are enjoying this just a little too much." Patrick accused.

"Just trying to look on the bright side." Lucky held up his hand in protest.

"It'll be good practice." Robin pointed out. "For both of us."

"Is Morgan here?" Cameron asked, suddenly realizing that his older cousin was missing.

"No, honey. He's staying over at his friend, Max's house." Robin explained.

"I'm guessing this won't be such a surprise to him." Patrick said under his breath.

"Nope. I told him after I talked to Elizabeth." Robin replied with a smirk.

"Some things you just have to talk about beforehand." Elizabeth smiled back, draping her arm around Robin's shoulder.

"Alright, Mommy, time to go to the airport." Robin insisted lightly.

"I know. I know." Elizabeth sighed. "I'm hovering. I swore I would never hover."

They brought the babies closer so Lucky, Elizabeth, and Cameron could take turns hugging and kissing and saying goodbye to them. When they stepped back, tears were in Lucky's eyes as well. "We won't break them." Robin promised, ruffling her friend's hair in an attempt to get him to smile.

"It's not you I'm worried about."

"Hey!" Patrick snapped indignantly.

"Don't get lost on your way home." Robin told Elizabeth, hugging her once more before steering her toward the door.

"I trust you. I know it doesn't look like it right now but I really do you know."

"I know. Be safe. Have fun. We'll talk."

"Come on Cinderella. The sooner we get there, the sooner we come back." Lucky pointed out, looping his arm around Elizabeth's shoulder.

"Right. You're right. Ok. Really leaving. Come on Cameron. Say goodbye."

"Bye Roby. Bye Patty. Don't let the twins forget me!" Cameron called out, waving his hand.