A/N: Sorry for the shorter chapters lately... I seem to be getting everything done very succinctly. There's more surprises and exciting things coming up soon.

The pens scratched quietly over the papers as they both signed their names, middle initials included. It was quite possibly the riskiest step they had ever taken, and the second most important legal document either of them had ever signed. As the pens were placed back onto the hardwood table, they couldn't help but look at each other and think the same thing.

We own a house.

It was such a big step, one that they had been dreaming about separately and together for years, and it was hard to believe it was finally here. They actually had a house befitting of the home they had already created. They had a permanent place to raise their family and grow old together. A perfect place to store their memories and to make more.

There was a little more paperwork to do, but soon they were handed keys and sent on their way, joining the ranks of millions of American homeowners.

"We need to commemorate this day," Adam decided as they got into the car.

"How's that?"

He pulled out his cell phone and snapped a picture of them holding their keys.

"There. Commemorated."

"Alright then."

"We've got an hour to kill before we have to be at the doctors. Want to swing by the house?"

"Yes."

He smiled and started the car, driving them through the streets carefully while she looked out the window and daydreamed. Life was even more perfect than she had ever imagined it would be. She could feel the happiness in her bones, such a stark contrast to the darkness she had been feeling just a short year ago.

"You know what we should do tonight?"

"Hmm, what?"

"Order pizza and have everyone over for dinner."

"To the house?"

"Yeah."

"But… we don't have chairs or plates or… anything."

"So we sit on the floor and use paper plates. Come on, it'll be fun."

"You promise to help me up from the floor?"

"Of course. You know, it might be a good time to break the news that you're pregnant. You can only wear loose fitting clothes so much longer."

"Yeah, you're probably right."

"You have a freakish attachment to keeping this a secret."

"Sorry?"

"It's okay. Kind of fun. What time should we tell people to come over?"

"Around seven maybe. I can call Stella and tell her before that."

He nodded and parked the car on the side of the house, taking a deep breath.

"Okay, let's go in."

They walked up the porch steps and he used his key to open the door, while she fought hers onto her key ring. They stepped inside and breathed deeply, looking at each other and smiling.

"So tell me what you're planning in here," he said, walking into the living room.

"I was thinking blue, and then leave the wainscoting how it is. Then a different blue in the dining room."

"What about the kitchen?" he asked, as they made their way around and he leaned against the sink.

"I think I just want to leave it like it is. Of course we need a fridge and a stove. We'll just see what's on sale."

He took her hand and pulled her up the stairs, knowing she would want to fix the creak in the fourth and twelfth steps, but she'd leave the old wood just as it was.

"Hallway?"

"Just repaint it kind of off-white. I was thinking gray for the boys room."

"And the other room?"

"I figure we just leave that until after the baby is born. I don't want to do an entire nursery, then change it all up after a year. Besides if it's a boy, he's just going to move over into the other room and this will be a guest room and I'd like that to be a little more neutral, you know?"

"Did you miss your calling as an interior decorator?"

She smirked and led him down the hall and to the other stairs, tugging on his hand.

"Come on. I've got big plans up here."

"I'm sure your plans for up here are not quite the same as my plans for up here," he chuckled, following her anyway. She slowly turned to look back at him, raising her eyebrows and giving him a smirk before continuing into their bedroom.

"Where are we going to put everything?"

Despite the sloping ceiling, this bedroom was just a little larger than their current one, and had more windows, but that also meant slightly less wall space for furniture.

"I'm thinking we can stick the bed over here and the dresser across from it. That leaves enough room for the bassinette there after the baby comes. But that also means that there's some room to… I don't know, maybe build me a window seat."

"You want a window seat?"

"It's kind of a life long dream."

"I'll see what I can do. Are we painting?"

"Yes. But I have no idea what color yet, so maybe it's going to be a project for later."

"How about that bathroom down there?"

"I don't know. We're all going to have to share it so maybe something plain would be fine."

He grinned and hugged her, loving how much thought she had put into making their house more livable, how much time she had spent dreaming about their future, the important stuff included, but also paint colors and furniture placement.

"I love you, Lindsay."

"I love you too Adam."

They stood there for a while, their foreheads pressed together, both dreaming of all that was to come in the next few months.

"My brothers all offered to come out here and help us move."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. I don't know if they'll all be able to make it, but Eli is definitely coming."

"He is my favorite of your brothers."

"Because he gives me the hardest time!"

"Exactly. Plus he's got the most embarrassing stories on you."

"That's because he's a jerk."

"Don't say that if you want him to help us move."

"Okay, okay."

"We'd better get going. Don't want to be late for the big reveal."

She smiled and took his hand, letting him lead her back downstairs.

"I'm going to have to figure something out for these closets," she said, stepping into the baby's bedroom and surveying the walk-in cubbyhole. "Maybe figure out a way to hang a curtain or something up."

"Hey look at this," Adam said, peeking into the closet. On the side wall there were several small drawers built in, not large enough for clothes, but possibly installed to hold jewelry or other small items. He opened all the drawers and looked inside, finding nothing except that they were lined with old newspapers.

"That's kind of rad," Lindsay said, looking at the drawers. "I wonder if the boy's closet has that too."

She stepped across the hall and checked, finding no nifty cubbyholes in their room.

"Must be special," she decided, stepping into the bathroom and looking in the medicine cabinet.

"Ready to go?"

"Yep. Maybe afterwards we'll get the boys and bring them over here to see it."

"Yeah, let them run around and break it in."

They went back downstairs and were almost out the front door when he turned around and kissed her.

"Thanks for being my home Linds. No matter where we are."

"Thank you for being mine."

"Okay, now I have to warn you that there is always room to be inaccurate," the nurse said as she looked at the ultrasound screen. "It doesn't happen often but it's been known to happen. And baby might not give us a peek today either, so don't be too disappointed if you don't get to find out."

Lindsay and Adam both nodded, wishing she would turn the screen their way so they could see the baby. They had really wanted the three dimensional ultrasound, but they were increasingly harder to get, so a regular one was going to have to do.

"And there's your baby."

They both looked at the screen, letting their breath get taken away by such a clear profile shot. They could see everything, all the bones, the spine, the puckered lips. It was several minutes of taking measurements of the head, the arms, the legs, to make sure everything was growing properly. There was a lot of time spent watching the heart beating, more time watching the baby moving around and trying to find its thumb. The nurse spent several minutes trying to find out if it was a boy or a girl, but having no luck.

"I think you've got a stubborn one in there," she said as the baby kicked, hard. "Oh wait, I think we got something."

She captured a quick still photo and looked at it closely for a moment.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"It looks like you're having a boy."

There was a moment of silence before Lindsay burst into laughter.

"Another boy," she said, covering her mouth and shaking her head.

Adam just stared at the blurry picture on the screen his mouth agape. Sure they'd wanted a girl but now, this third little boy was all they wanted.

"Three boys. Adam, three boys."

He nodded and looked down at her, a huge smile spreading across his face.

"Our house is going to be so loud."

"I know. I can't wait."

The nurse finished up the ultrasound and soon they had their pictures and video and were on their way out the door.

"I can't believe it," Adam said, once they had gotten into the car and sat silently for a few minutes. "Another boy."

"I know. It's crazy," Lindsay agreed, smoothing her hand over her stomach. "And we're already halfway there."

"Livin' on a prayer."

She chuckled and reached over for his hand, overwhelmed by all the events of the day. Who would this baby be? Who would he look like? What would he do with his life, what would he be passionate about? They were thoughts she'd had with all her pregnancies, but after watching Colton and Ben grow, seeing how fast they developed personalities, she knew this baby would be born as his own person. December seemed so far away and she couldn't wait to finally meet him.

They drove back into Brooklyn both of them realizing that this was where they lived now. It was close to Austin and Danny's so they parked the car at the house, then walked over there to pick up the boys.

"Well?" Austin asked, throwing the door open before they had even knocked. "What's in there?"

Lindsay chuckled and looked at Adam who seemed to be nearly spilling over with pride.

"It's a boy."

Austin grinned and let them come inside.

"I lost the bet with Danny but that's totally okay," she said with a chuckle, pulling a ten dollar bill out of her pocket. "Here."

He took the money from her and raised an eyebrow.

"What's this for?"

"It's a boy."

"Alright. Adam, you're the man."

Adam chuckled as Colton and Ben crashed into his legs.

"Daddy, daddy, is it a brother or a sister? Why couldn't we go with you? I wanted to find out! What is it? Tell me daddy!"

"Well," Adam said, crouching down to their level. "You guys are going to have to be good about sharing your toys because you're going to have a little brother."

Ben smiled and clapped his hands while Colton sighed and looked down at the carpet.

"But I really, really, really wanted a sister."

"I know you did. But this will be fun too. Our house will be filled with all boy stuff, no frilly girly pink things, no dolls, no dresses. It'll be a man's house."

"Excuse me?"

"With a little bit of mama too."

"Well okay, I guess that's alright. Maybe this brother will like cars more than Ben."

"Maybe so."

"We could have a boy then. That's okay."

"I'm glad you approve duder. Get your shoes on so we can go."

The boys plopped down on the floor and struggled with their shoes for a bit before Adam crouched down to help them.

"We're having everyone over to the new house for dinner tonight. You guys coming?"

"Sure. Seven?"

"Yeah."

"We'll be there."

The kids were running circles around the main level of the house, hollering and laughing as they went while the adults sat on the floor in the dining room, eating pizza and getting conversation in between squeals of laughter.

"What do we think about installing a racetrack in the house?" Adam asked. Lindsay just looked at him for a second before ignoring his suggestion.

"Okay, guess not."

"So what are you guys going to do with that spare room?" Jo asked, swiping her pizza crust back from Mac, who chuckled.

"A guest room eventually," Lindsay started.

"But for now it'll be a nursery."

There was a long silence, long enough that all the kids ran through once, screaming.

"You're pregnant?" Jess asked finally, not sure if they were alluding to the far now or the right now now.

"Oh yeah. Thought we might as well mention that at some point."

"Okay now wait a minute here," Jo began, shaking her head. "It was like three months ago Jess and I thought you were pregnant."

"I was, I just wasn't saying anything about it."

"Let me just say that you should all be proud of me for keepin' it a secret this long," Danny piped up. "Thought I would spill the beans a long time ago."

"Yes, we're very proud of you for havin' some semblance of restraint you should have developed before you were eighteen. Brava."

Danny gave Lindsay a look and chucked a napkin at her head.

"Well Mac, looks like you're going to have another surrogate grandchild."

"I'm not sure if you're all making me old or keeping me young," he chuckled, not so secretly loving all the kids running around.

The guys moved on to talking about the house and small things that needed to be fixed before move-in, while the girls chattered about the new baby. The conversations went on for a while until one by one, all the kids stopped their running and playing and moved into their parents laps.

"I think it's time to go," Flack said as Teagan started to cry, fighting sleep, and Liam figured if his sister was going to cry, so was he. The rest of the kids were similarly grumpy, and it wasn't long before everyone had headed home.

"Guess we'd better lock up and get out of here for the night," Adam said with a yawn as they filled up the garbage bag with pizza boxes and paper plates.

"Yeah, probably."

"We're not gonna sleep in our home?" Colton asked, his hands flying to his hips and his eyebrows shooting up.

"We don't have any of our stuff here dude," Lindsay chuckled, crouching down to pick Ben up.

"But isn't this our home? Don't we live here?"

"Well yes, it's our home but we haven't moved in yet. We have to move all our stuff out of the apartment and into this house and then we can stay here."

"But I like my new room! I want to sleep in it!"

"We will. Hopefully in a week we'll be ready to move in."

"But I wanna stay here tonight!"

"Colton, I promise you we will stay here as soon as we possibly can, okay?"

He sighed and walked over to her, resting his head against her stomach.

"Life is just so frustratin' mama."

"I know. Don't worry, we'll be back."

"Yeah dude. Mama and I didn't just plunk down all the money for this house if we're not going to be back."

"Okay. I just been disappointed lots today."

Adam chuckled and leaned down to pick up his son, giving him a bear hug.

"Well maybe tomorrow won't be so disappointing."

"Maybe."

"Why don't we go home and you can go to bed and then tomorrow will be here. Look, Ben's already got a head start on sleeping."

"Okay. But we will stay here very soon, right? Qwerty could sleep in the room with me and Ben like he always does in our apartment right?"

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea."

"Let's go home but you promise we will be back for real, right?"

"I promise bud. Mama promises too."

He nodded and rested against Adam's shoulder.

"Let's go home and sleep then."

"The children are nestled all snug in their beds."

Lindsay chuckled as Adam crawled into bed next to her, kissing her forehead before collapsing against the pillows and running his hand over her stomach.

"Visions of sugar plumbs?"

"Visions of a new room is more like it."

"I'm glad they like it."

"More room to run around. And we're going to need that with another little beast on the way."

She smiled and her hand met his.

"You wanted a girl didn't you?" he asked suddenly.

"No. I mean, yeah, but I really just wanted a baby. Boy or girl didn't matter much to me."

"Lindsay, you wanted a daughter."

"So maybe I have three sons first."

"So you still want more after this?"

"Why not? Adam, I don't care. As long as they're healthy. You know what, even if they're not healthy, they're still ours. No matter if they're boys or girls or happy or sad or anything. They're our babies. That's all I really want. All I've ever wanted. Just you and me and our babies."

"That's all I want too, Linds."

"I guess it's good that we got it then, isn't it?"

"Come here."

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly then pulled back to look at her.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, brushing her hair back from her face, then kissing her again. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said, running her hand up and down his arm. "Thank you for giving me such a perfect life."

"Thank you for being my perfect life."