Jack was marveled as we walked into Molly's house. His hand holding mine loosened as he gazed upon the high ceiling and the beautiful chandelier; the glorious stairwells and the perfectly cleaned home. Of course, I was used to this kind of luxury.

"Oh Molly, I really couldn't…"

"Jack, dear. By all means! I have over twenty-one bedrooms and you only need to take up two…I mean one." She winked at us. We smiled. Then she laughed.

"Two bedrooms taken up…out of twenty one? I could fit a party of ten in this house and I'd still have more than enough extra."

Jack smiled. "Mmk."

Jack was still marveled as Molly and I made our way to the kitchen to have a cup of tea.

"Would you like something to drink, dear?" I asked.

"Actually, if you don't mind," Jack started, still looking around. "I kind of want to look around." He made his way off about the house, seeing every sight he possibly could.

"Molly, this is seriously the best thing anyone could have ever done. More than anything, thank you." I said, taking a sip of my tea.

"Don't mention it. You two need someplace to stay besides his usual residence. I wanted to make sure he lived in a little bit of luxury for a change." She smirked. "He's obviously enjoying it."

I laughed.

"ROSE!" Jack yelled, running down the stairs to meet me. I almost spilled my tea.

"Yes, darling?"

"She has an art room." He was beaming. "With canvases and paints and papers and it's AMAZING!" He looked like he just won the lottery. He pulled me in for a big hug.

"I love you, Molly!" He said. Molly laughed.

Jack pulled me upstairs and I was trying to keep up. He was extremely excited.

He led me to the art room and closed the door. I've seen this room before; a couple paintings on the wall, canvases everywhere; it was definitely an artist's heaven.

"I love it here! I have my own personal drawing area! I can paint and draw and especially YOU and the scenery outside…look, LOOK at this scenery, Rosebud! It's amazing and this is amazing and Molly is amazing and you are amazing and…" He trailed on and on about the art room and I giggled.

He pulled me into his chest and held me there for awhile. "You know what's even more amazing." He said, kissing my forehead.

Still holding me and staring into my eyes, he shut the door with his foot, then kissed my lips gently.

"You know, sweetpea." He said, soothingly, trailing his fingers slowly along my body. My heart was racing. "Now that we're alone…"

Molly's POV

They've been up there for awhile. I thought, drinking my tea. I nodded my head, knowing what they were up to when I understood. I got up from my chair and walked over to the coffee table in the foyer. Picking up my husband and son's pictures, I smiled and sighed.

"James, Larry." I said quietly, wiping away a tear. "Miss ya." I held the pictures to my chest and looked up toward the ceiling. I decided to pray a little bit. I looked back at the pictures.

"Thanks for providing this house for Rose and Jack. Thanks for letting me stay strong." I kissed the pictures and put them back down.

Rose's POV

Jack and I were naked under a long white canvas, kind of sweaty from what we did. His head was nuzzled under my neck while I lightly kissed his hair.

"Jack, baby."

"Yes?"

"Molly probably got worried…"

"She probably figured it out." He smiled faintly and kissed me. I then laughed and rested with him for awhile. Soon enough, we got our clothes on and walked downstairs.

Molly was sitting at the table. "You two have fun?" She laughed. We blushed.

"You didn't…"

"No I didn't hear anything, dear!" Molly laughed. We were relieved.

"You two want anything to eat?"

"Yeah, definitely." I said immediately. Jack smiled. "Let's go." Molly smiled and put her coat on. She was going to take us out somewhere, and I was thankful. I wasn't too fond of restaurants, but this was the first time I ate out in a very long time.

(Three weeks later)

Jack, Molly, and I were all in the kitchen cooking. Throwing flour on each other and laughing…suddenly I felt something weird in my stomach. I decided to go use the bathroom, just to make sure everything was alright.

Hm..this is weird…

It's been five days since the day I was supposed to get my menstrual period, and it hasn't happened. I was trying to think of all the ways…It hasn't been late since I was fifteen.

My eyes widened when I then figured out something and my heart stopped. Was I? I couldn't be…I guess I could because of what happened with Jack three weeks ago….

I had to go see a doctor.

I had to make sure I was…or wasn't…pregnant.