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"Miles!"

Miley smiled as the Skype call connected to California, and her brother smiled at her, waving.

"Jackson!" Miley said happily, "I can't believe I'm actually going to say this, but I miss you!"

"Oh haha," Jackson said, "I agree, I can't believe I miss you either! How are you? Are you feeling ok? Are they treating you ok?" He asked, sounding like their dad so much, her heart ached.

Aria, Hanna, Spencer, and Emily were sitting across the room on her bed while Miley talked to Jackson.

"Of course they are, Jackson," She laughed. "I'm alright." She then added, serious now. "I mean, it's hard. I miss him, so much, Jackson. It's awful, looking them. Daddy and...Ali." She said, shrugging. "Ali died months ago, but I just found out now and it's like..." She broke off.

"I know." He said gently. "It's so weird around here, without him making his stupid hillbilly comments and playing guitar and...it just feels empty. Especially cause you're not here, too."

She said nothing, hands resting on her belly, looking down.

"Miles?" Jackson said gently after a moment.

"It just sucks," She said, tears escaping. "He was so mad when I told him I was pregnant, but I know he would have come around. I know it. And now...he'll never know his grandchildren." She said. "And Ali and I always talked about being pregnant together, and being the god mothers, and how we'd coach each other through having the baby and now she's gone too. We'll never get to be pregnant together, never get to be godmothers for each other's kids. We always planned for our over the top double wedding, and doing everything together always. And now she's gone too. But..."

"But what?" Jackson asked.

"I can feel that daddy's here. That mom's here. I always could and I can now. A feeling that they're watching and protecting me. But not with Ali." She whispered.

"What do you think it means?" Jackson asked, confused.

"What if there was a mistake?" Miley whispered. "What if it wasn't her body...what if she's still out there somewhere, and I'm supposed to find her."

"Miley," Jackson, Aria, Emily, Spencer, and Hanna said all at the same time.

"Who's there with you?" JAckson asked. Miley turned the computer so the girls were in iew of the camera.

"Aria and my friends, Hanna, Emily, and Spencer."

"Well hello there, ladies that aren't my cousin." Jackson said, "Any of you interested in an almost high school graduate?"

They all laughed. "Sorry almost high school graduate," Spencer snorted, "I've got a boyfriend."

"Boyfriend, too!" Hannah said.

"I have a girlfriend." Emily laughed.

"Darn it. Anyways...Miley, don't do that to yourself," Jackson said. "They don't make mistakes like that. I know it hurts, and you miss her, but...Ali's gone."

Miley nodded miserably. "You're right. I know."

"Lets talk happy stuff!" JAckson said, "Lilly, who is standing outside on the deck and glaring inside at me with Oliver, Aunt Dolly, Memaw, and Grandma, said you know if I'm getting a niece or nephew!"

Miley smiled, and nodded happily. "Well, first of all, I'm going to be a mother. I'm not doing adoption." She told him. "And I'm having twins!"

Jackson's jaw dropped. "What?" He said.

"Twins." She nodded. "Fraternal twins...like mom and Ella, and me and Aria. The doctor said it runs in families...and I'm having both girls as well. Third generation fraternal twin girls!" She said.

"Oh gosh, two little Mileys?" He teased, before smiling, "Although I wish you weren't sixteen...congratulations, sis. Those little girls will be two of the most spoiled, loved babies ever."

She smiled, "Thanks. Now let in them, before Lily explodes!" She laughs.

He motions them all in, and in a second, Lily is in his lap, "What is it, what is it?" She shrieks, excited.

"Lil," Oliver says, appearing, and pulling her up. "Don't scare her into preterm labor."

Jackson shakes his head, pushing the camera back, so everyone comes into view. Miley smiles and waves. "Hi everyone!"

"Hi baby doll," Dolly says, "Am I glad to see you!"

"How are you doing, sweat pea?" Grandma says. "Oh, is that Aria? Both of my beautiful granddaughters," She beams, happy to see them together.

"What is it, what is it!" Memaw says, echoing Lily.

Miley laughs, "Befote you two have heart attacks...grandma, guess what?"

"What, sweet pea?"

"Evidently when you had mom and Ella, you doomed all us girls into fraternal twins...because that's what I'm having, just like Ella and you." She said.

They all, besides Oliver, squealed. "Two girls, too?" Ruby asked.

"Two girls!" Miley said happily, holding the sonogram in view of the camera.

"Oh, that's wonderful, Miley! When's your due date? I want to come out so I can be there!" Ruby said.

"We all do!" Dolly interjected.

"The doctor said she'd guess about September 16th," Miley told them.

"And have you thought of names?" Memaw asked as Ella knocked lightly and came in, smiling.

"I have, actually, and I think I know them. I think the one that comes out first will be Alison Brooklyn, Brooke for short, and the second one will be Zoey Paige." Miley smiled.

"They're beautiful," Ruby said, everyone agreeing, except for Lily.

"If you're going to call her Brooke, why isn't her first name Brooklyn?" She asked.

"Because Alison Brooklyn sounds better than Brooklyn Alison, to me." Miley shrugged. "I couldn't call her Ali, it'd be too...painful, I guess. They'll go by Brooke and Zoey, but I'm going to tell them all about Ali. Alison Brooklyn Stewart and Zoey Paige Stewart."

"She'd love that," Aria said softly. "Having Brooke named after her."

Miley smiled at her, then said, "Jackson, I want you to be Brooke's god father."

He smiled, honored. "I'd love to be, Miles. Thank you. Who's my god parent partner?"

"Ali." Miley said. "It's how it would be, if things were different. It's only fair that her namesake be her god daughter."

Jackson nodded, smiling. "I'm sure Jess and Jason would love to hear that."

Miley nodded. "I think I'm gunna go see Jess tomorrow. I miss her."

Mike and Byron were leaning against the door frame, joining the party now, and Miley smiled when she saw them. "Mike, Byron. Did you hear the names?"

They both nodded.

"Good," She smiled, "Then as for Zoey...Aria, Mike, I'd like you two to be the god parents."

Mike looked kind of shocked. "Really? Me?"

Miley nodded. "Of course. I mean, I know we've pretty much just met, but you're my brother. Family's family, and I do love you guys, a lot."

Looking unsure of what to do, he nodded, smiling, hugging her. "Thanks."

Aria hugged her next, not saying anything, but she understood. When they separated, she turned back to the camera.

"Are you all living in that house?" Ruby asked. "Two babies can be loud and I know it must be tight."

"We're starting to look at bigger houses," Ella called out. "Maybe there will be some room for you all to stay and come visit."

"Is someone throwing you a baby shower, Miley?" Dolly asked, willing to volunteer.

"We are!" Aria said, smiling, to Miley's shock. "Spencer's the queen of party planning, so the four of us are going to throw it at her country club, and mom's gunna help plan. As soon as we have a date, we'll let you all know, it'll be over the summer since she's due in September."

"We can send you a list of all the people like family and stuff that should get invitations," Memaw volunteered.

"That would be perfect, and add whoever you want. The club has function rooms that can hold large groups, and my parents are VIP members so we can rent them for free, so money's not an issue." Spencer said.

"Aunt Dolly," Miley said, suddenly remembering, "I think we're gunna need to make my monthly Hannah Money allowance higher." she said.

"Miley!" Lily said urgently, "You aren't the only one in that room."

"Oh, don't worry Lil, they all know about Hannah." Miley shrugged.

"What?" Lily asked, shocked.

"Yea I told them. But yea, since Hannah's my job, I won't have to work a stupid minimum wage job, so I can be with the twins all the time, and won't have to put them in day care, but that means I'll need more access to the money." Miley reasoned. "And also, since I'll have two of them, and that means two car seats and a twin stroller and stuff, I think I might want to get an SUV."

"You want to get rid of Freddie?" Jackson asked. "I'll take him!"

"No, you won't! Dad bought you a car, you have Angela!" Miley said. "Freddie's all paid for, and daddy gave it to me, I'm not just going to get rid of him! I don't know what I'll do yet. But I should get going for now, we're going to the mall so I can get clothes that fit." Miley said.

"Alright sweetie." Grandma said, "Ella, you make sure she's taking care of herself, you hear?" She called.

"I will mom, don't worry," Ella called back, smiling, "She's in good hands."

"Wait!" Jackson said suddenly. "Miley, you said the twins were going to have Stewart as a last name?"

"Yea." Miley said, knowing where this was going.

"Doesn't Jake want them to be Ryans?"

"Jake doesn't want anything to do with them, Jackson." Miley said quietly. "He made that loud and clear today. And so I then made it loud and clear that if he walked away, he'd never see them. They're getting my last name, and I'm going to talk to Spencer's mom about getting his rights signed away as soon as they're born. I'm done with him."

"I'll kill him." Jackson said, pissed off. "What about child support?"

"I don't want his money. I can take care of my daughters without his help." Miley insisted. "Now I really gotta go, I'll talk to you all later, I love you!" She said, before ending the call.

She shut her laptop, before turning the desk chair to face everyone. "You're throwing me a baby shower?" She asked the girls first. "I mean, you four barley know me...why would you do that for me?"

"We know that we just met, but it kinda feels otherwise, considering." Spencer said.

"You fit right in here with us." Emily said. "It wouldn't matter whether we all knew Ali or not. It just...we all feel like you belong here. We want to do this for you."

"It means a lot." Miley said, near tears because of her damn hormones. "Thank you. All of you. But Emily I'm not sure your mom would be happy...she didn't look too impressed when we ran into her at the restaurant the other day."

Emily brushed it off. "My mom makes judgements quick, but she's learned to listen to reason. I explained the situation better and she told me to be as supportive as I could. She'll probably volunteer to babysit, too, she loves babies so much, I'm surprised I'm an only child." Emily laughed.

Ella and Byron were smiling. "See, sweetie?" She said, hand on Miley's shoulder. "Things are going ok, right?"

Miley nodded, smiling at her. "Yea."

"You girls should get going," Ella said, "I know how long you can spend at the mall."

Ten minutes later they were all in Miley's car, Aria directing her to Rosewood mall.

They spent hours at the mall, and Miley got plenty of maternity clothes, grateful that Forever 21, Old Navy, and other stores had maternity clothes, so she wouldn't look like an old woman. While with the girls, having fun like a normal teenage, everything was fine.

But that night, she lay in bed, restless, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

After getting a few hours of sleep finally, she woke early at seven in the morning. She showered, dressed in yoga pants, a new maternity t-shirt she'd gotten, and sneakers, before scribbling a note on the table and leaving, no one else being awake. She knew that Jessica DiLaurentis was an early riser, that she'd be awake, and so she typed the address she'd gotten from Jason into the gps, and drove to the all the way across town, almost on the outskirts.

She parked in the drive way, and got out, grabbing her purse before heading up to the front door and ringing the bell. She knew that this wasn't the house Ali had lived in, that house was by Spencer's, and it was where Jason still lived, to have some independence.

Jessica answered, wearing sweats, carrying coffee. "Miley!" She said, shocked to see her so early, but happy. "Jason told me you were living here, I hoped you'd come over." She said, opening the screen door, pulling her into her arms.

Miley let Jess hug her, hugging her back just as tightly.

"Come in," Jess said after a long moment, moving so just her arm was around Miley's shoulders. She led her to the living room, comfy and cozy, and Miley sat easily on the sectional sofa. It was the same one that had been in Ali's childhood home, the one Miley called her second house, before they'd moved to Malibu. "Can I get you anything?"

"No," Miley shook her head, letting her head rest against the back of the sofa. As Jess sat down beside her, Miley saw the fireplace across from her, and above it was a large framed photo of Alison.

"That's the last school photo we have of her." Jess said, pain still clear in her eyes, her voice. "That's what they used on the posters that they plastered everywhere, on the news, at her funeral. I see that picture everywhere, even when it's not really there."

"Her scar," Miley murmured, realizing what seemed off to her about the picture. The scar Ali had on her shoulder, from when she'd dropped a burning hot curling iron on it when they were twelve wasn't there. Her shoulders were in the picture, bare as she had on a tank top, but the scar wasn't there where it should be.

"Hm?" Jess asked, looking at her.

Miley shook her head. "Nothing." It seemed a trivial detail to bother Jess with, school photographs got retouched, it was probably removed during that.

"So Jason mentioned you had some big news?" She said.

"I think you can tell," Miley laughed, hand falling to her belly. "I'm pregnant. With twins."

A look briefly passed over Jess' face, gone as quickly as it appeared, and she smiled. "I can't say I'm not disappointed you got yourself into this so young, sweetie, but all babies are a blessing. Congratulations."

"Thank you," Miley said, smiling. "I um...I'm having fraternal twins, both girls." She said. "I picked their names already. The second one is going to be Zoey Paige Stewart. I want to run the first one's name by you...I want to name her Alison Brooklyn Stewart. I'd call her Brooke, but...it just feels only right, Jess. To name her after Ali."

"It's perfect," Jess said, teary eyed, "She'd have loved it, Miley."

"I wish she were here, Jess." Miley said, suddenly overcome by tears. "Everything would be so much easier to deal with if she were here to get me through it like always. Every time I think it's going to be ok, I remember she's not here and I fall apart all over again. I think...I could barley hold it together without her, how will I deal with my dad dying, being a single mom to twins, and getting over loosing her...without her?"

Jess moved closer to Miley, wrapping her arms around her tightly, gently rocking her. "You're so strong, Miley." She murmured. "I know it's hard. Sometimes, I still wake up in the morning, thinking how I have to go wake her up, and then I get out of bed and remember she's not here. But it gets easier, a little bit, as time goes on. She's still with you, you know, inside. She'll never really be gone, Miley, because we all keep her alive in our memories. She's there to help you make it through, you just need to look inside of yourself."

"What if she's still really here?" Miley blurted out before she could stop herself. "I know it sounds crazy, Jess, but I just...I have this feeling, this feeling I can't explain. Like a part of me...like she's out there somewhere, trying to tell me to come find her!"

"Honey they identified her body with DNA," Jess said, shaking her head, "She's gone."

Miley wanted to scream and shout. Those tests could be wrong, couldn't they? They could be. But intuition...that feeling you get, especially about someone so close to you...why couldn't anyone understand? She simply nodded, accepting what Jess said, but inside she vowed to herself that she wouldn't rest until she was two thousand percent positive that her Alison was gone.