AN: So it's been a while, I apologize. School and finals and everything… but tada! I'm back!

Stare

In the week following, I bought several different kinds of pregnancy tests. I tried a different one every night sometimes two or three different kinds. Most of the time the results were the same, but sometimes I got a negative. The only way I would know for sure is to go have the test run professionally.

I went after school the next day and as suspected, they came back positive.

I got home late, still before my mom, but later than normal. The entire ride home, it was all I could think about.

February 7, 2005

I found out today that I'm 6 weeks pregnant. I guess that's the legacy that Lotte was talking about. Lucky me. I mean, if I were still in 1863, I would be thrilled. I am thrilled. I have a little piece of Jasper here with me. But this isn't going to be easy to explain to anyone. I'm telling my mom tonight and I'll call my dad tomorrow. PJ told me the last time I saw him that he would do anything for me. I hope he meant that. Until I get to Forks and find Jasper again, PJ is going to be the father of my baby. It's the easiest, no questions asked option. I know he'd do it for me in a heartbeat if he were still alive.

I ended the entry there because I heard my mom's car pull up. I headed downstairs and waited in the kitchen for her.

"I'm home!" she called coming in the door.

"In the kitchen!" I called, pulling down the stuff to make spaghetti. I put some water on to boil.

"Hey sweetheart, how was school?" she asked, setting her teacher bag on the counter. I didn't turn around.

"It was alright, I guess. Same old same old." I said. "You?"

"It was a mess. Several of my students are out sick and the ones that aren't are driving me insane." She said and pulled out her lesson plan book.

"Sounds pretty awful. I hope spaghetti sounds good for dinner." I said.

"Sounds great hun, got any homework?" she asked, already immersed in her work.

"No, I finished it already." I cooked in an uncomfortable silence while my mother worked on tomorrow's lesson plans.

I served up the spaghetti and sat down at the counter with her. We ate. She scribbled a to-do list down.

"So mom," I started.

"Yes?" she said without looking up.

"I, uh, I wanted to talk about something." I said.

"I'm listening." Again not looking at me.

"Mom, could you just," I put a hand over her papers. "Can you look at me for this please?"

She put her pen down and slid the work to one side and her food to the other. "Okay. You have my full attention. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Mom, nothing is wrong really. I just," this was harder than I thought it would be. "I wasn't completely honest with you the other day."

"About what?" She prompted.

"PJ and I. We, uh." I took a breath. "I'm pregnant."

Her face never really changed.

"Do you have the proper prenatal supplies?" she asked. She crossed off everything on her to do list and wrote down go to Xerox store.

"No. Not yet. I just found out for sure today. Mom why do you need to go to the Xerox store?" I asked. She wrote down go to pharmacy.

"We have a lot to do tonight. I won't have time to get my lesson plans together so tomorrow I'm taking a couple movies and several coloring pages for my first graders. Have you made any OB-GYN appointments yet? Have you told your father or PJ's parents?"

"No, I'm calling dad tomorrow. Mom are you okay?" I asked. It's like she went into teacher mode.

"I'll take care of the appointments. You need to tell Mr. and Mrs. Suderman." She paused and put her pen down again. "Am I shocked? Yes. Upset? No. These things happen and it's my job as a parent to help you get through them."

…

March 11, 2005

My first ultrasound was on February 11th. It didn't really look like much. After the OB-GYN pointed out the baby, I decided that it was a baby peanut blob. But I did get to see it. My next one is March 28th. Mom is already telling her work friends she's going to be a grandma and dad handled it very well. He offered to catch a red eye to come see me for a while. I told him he didn't need to do that. I've kept him up to date with pictures and status reports in emails. Not much has changed really. My mom and I can see that my stomach is getting bigger but no one else has noticed. We're going shopping for some maternity clothes this weekend. I made my mom promise that we would find things that wouldn't make me look old. The Suderman's have been wonderful. When I told them I was pregnant, I told them I didn't want money or anything from them and they've insisted on being active in the pregnancy.

My pregnancy hormones are kicking in. I crave Mexican food all the time and when I don't I crave mac and cheese. I've gotten a nose bleed every morning for the past two weeks. The doctor said it was uncommon but normal. Morning sickness hasn't been too bad. So I'm thankful for that.

March eighteenth couldn't get here fast enough. My friends wanted to see pictures of the baby and I wanted to be able to have proof for my teachers that I needed to go throw up when I said I did and that I would be fine after. The only teacher that believed me was my math teacher. The others all thought I was pulling the same trick this girl did a few years ago to get out of class. She told her teachers she was pregnant and that if she just randomly got up and left it was okay. The entire student body knew she wasn't but no one said anything.

Besides I would know the date of my next ultrasound after March eighteenth. Then I would know the day I get to find out if it's a girl or a boy. Whenever we talk about baby things, I think about what Jasper would be doing right now. I wonder what it would be like to have him by my side during this time in our child's life.

I've been doing a lot of thinking about how I'm going to bring up the topic of my moving to Forks. Normally Mom wouldn't have an issue going on trips with Phil to away games but she told me she isn't going to leave me alone. It's the same thing all over again. I know she wants to travel and be with Phil but she won't because me.

…

April 19, 2005

Here I am about four months in. The second trimester and I started to show a couple weeks ago. I mean like really show. It looks like a food baby right now. Mom and I found several pairs of jeans and pants with the stretchy waist that actually fit me now. We made several copies of the ultrasound picture. PJ's parents have one, Mom has one. We sent one to dad in an email and in snail mail. I have one in my car and in my backpack. Mom has one on her desk at work.

I find out if I'm having a boy or girl on May 2nd. I've got to talk to my parents about moving soon. My mom is getting ready to make the den mine and the baby's room and turn my room into Phil's man cave.

As soon as school let out, I called Charlie.

"Forks Police Department, this is Chief Swan."

"Hey Dad." I said. I'd had this conversation before but the first time there was no pregnancy.

"Hey Bells, everything alright?"

"Yeah, everything's great. How's work?"

"It's pretty slow today. I just got back from the diner. Had lunch with a couple of my officers."

"Great! That good." I trailed off. I couldn't skip the awkward between my dad and I and get straight to the normal could I?

"I got the ultrasound picture."

"You did? Good! We wanted you to have a real copy." I said.

"Well, I appreciate that. The boys around here are getting pretty excited to see pictures when he comes out."

"He?" I asked.

"The baby. That's the general consensus around here. Everyone at the station thinks it'll be a boy. Except me and Billy. You remember Billy Black?"

"Yeah. I remember him. You guys think it'll be a girl?"

"Yeah... well I hope." It was quiet for a few seconds. "So uh, How far along are you now?"

"Sixteen weeks. I find out the sex in two weeks."

"Sixteen weeks. Wow time flies. I remember in the email you sent, it said the second of May, right?"

"Yeah. That's right."

"Well, we're all excited here."

"Good. Um, so the reason I called, other than to catch up of course, is to talk to you about this summer."

"Well so far I was planning to fly down and be there for the birth and for about a week or so after. What about it?"

"Well, I was wondering what you thought about me and the baby coming to live in Forks with you?"

"As much as I want you and the baby to be here, is that okay with your mother? I would love to have you here."

"Well I haven't talked to mom yet. I know that this is probably for the best. Phil travels a lot in the summer and Mom won't go with him because of me and the baby and I can see how badly it affects her." I paused. "And if I'm living in Forks when I go into labor, I won't have to try to move everything with a baby. It'll just be me. I love Mom but living with you in Forks will be a little more stable of a home."

"So you want to move to Forks before you have the baby?" he asked.

"Yes. Is that okay? Mom could fly up just like you were going to."

"You know that's fine with me. I'll start getting the house ready. Convince your mother that you can handle it. I'll be there, too."

"I can do that. Thank you so much. I'll let you know when I talk to her."

"Alright, I'll talk to you later, Bells. Love you."

"You too, Dad. Bye."

"Bye, Bells."

…

May 2, 2005

Today's the day! My appointment is right after school. Mom is meeting me there and I can't wait! The baby is moving more and more each day and it's getting bigger and bigger. I'm very glad to have pants that fit and stretch around me. Thinking back to my time in Texas, I know what the names of Jasper and I's child already I just don't know whether or not to call it Jeramiah or Coralyn. Mom's been begging to hear my ideas. But I told her I would tell her right before we went in for the ultrasound. I know that if the circumstances were different, Jasper would be there and everything would be perfect. Today needs to go by faster.

Classes drug on and on. The clock only seemed to move every few minutes or so. I couldn't pay attention in history at all.

"Bella?"

The teacher's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Would you like to answer the question?" he asked.

"Oh. Um, what was the question?" I asked.

"What were the top three crops in the Civil War years?" he asked.

"Tobacco, Rice, and Corn." I said, quietly.

"Correct. Please pay more attention to the lecture." He said. He was more than a little annoyed.

I could care less though. This was my last class and I was less than an hour away from knowing. I would talk to my mom tonight about moving in with Dad and maybe even get some packing done.

The bell rang and I all but ran out of the classroom. After a quick stop to my locker, I was on my way to my car and the OB-GYN appointment.

I walked in and my mom was sitting in the waiting room. Next to her was a man I was shocked to see.

"Dad? Oh my gosh I thought you were gonna stay in Forks!" I said, I hugged him and looked at my mom. "Did you know?"

"I may have had a little something to do with it." she smirked.

"This is insane!" I said. "I'm happy you're here."

Soon enough we were being ushered back to a room and I was being set up in a reclining examination table.

"Bella, you promised to tell me the names before the appointment." My mom reminded me.

"Right, if it's a boy, his name will be Jeremiah Axel. If it's a girl, her name will be Coralyn Grace." I said.

"Axel?" she asked.

"It's unique. And it fits. I just really like it." I kept the sentimental value of the name to myself. It would have been too difficult to explain.

"How are we doing today?" Dr. Buchanan, my OB-GYN, had come in the room. Her scrubs had storks on them and it was just about the cheesiest thing I had ever seen, but I loved it.

"We're doing alright." I said.

"Feeling well? Are you still getting nosebleeds?" she asked sitting on her stool.

"Once or twice a week now. It's slowed down quite a bit." I said. "But I'm getting bigger all the time."

"Well that's good. Ready for your exam? It's a big one." She said.

"Oh yeah, we're ready. Dr. Buchanan, you haven't met Bella's father. This is Charlie Swan." My mom answered. She shook my dad's hand before putting her gloves on.

"Stacey Buchanan." She said. "Nice to meet you." she pulled the gloves on.

"You too." Charlie said. I lifted my shirt and folded down the elastic on my jeans.

She adjusted my clothes so they wouldn't be in the way and squeezed the gel on to my stomach.

"Are we taking bets on whether it's pink or blue?" she asked.

"Purple or green." I said. "I not a fan of the traditional colors. And no we're just excited to finally have a gender pronoun."

"Alright. Purple and green it is." She had already started the ultrasound, we heard the heartbeat clear and strong.

"Listen to that heart." My mom said.

"Sounds great. It looks great too. Let's see." She started counting under her breath. "All ten fingers and all ten toes. Everything looks good so far." She moved the emitter around and would stop to write something down every now and again. The three of us watched in awe as she worked.

"What are we looking at right now?" my dad asked.

"This is the bottom and back. I'm checking the developing bones." After about 20 minutes of her moving the plastic wand she stopped and pointed at the screen.

"See this?" I nodded. "It means you'll have a little boy. Congratulations."

Mom jumped up and down hugged my dad. Dr. Buchanan moved it to see a profile of him. All I could do was stare at him. It didn't see really real until just now. Jeremiah Axel Whitlock. Suderman. As soon as I got the chance, I would legally change it to Whitlock but he had to be known as a Suderman.

"Look at his tiny hands!" my mom was gushing and I was brought back to reality.

"My grandson Jeremiah." Charlie said. "The boys at the station are gonna be real happy."

…

We went out to dinner so I wouldn't have to cook. We sat and talked. Charlie kept looking at me. I knew he want to talk about the move. We ordered and there was a slight lull in conversation. Mom had resorted to asking about the people in Forks and Dad answered but there wasn't much to tell.

"When will Phil be back again?" I asked, taking a drink. I can try to ease her into it.

"Oh, it will be here in a few weeks, after school gets out." she said. I could tell she missed Phil.

"Are you going to go with him for a while next time he leaves?" I asked. Dad was listening attentively, like he was watching a tennis match.

"By that time you'll be getting ready to go back to school and the baby is due in October so I couldn't go with him and stay. I can't leave you alone. You're going to be a new mom and you still in high school you'll need some help." She said. She looked down and shook her head. "No I probably won't be going with him this time."

"You don't have stay with me. I can handle this, Mom." I said. I took her hand. "I know you want to go with him."

"I can't. I won't leave you alone even after I think you can handle it." she said.

"What if I wasn't alone?" I said. She looked at me questioningly.

"How would you not be alone? Who's going to stay with you?" she asked.

"Well," my dad chose now to chime in. "She could come stay with me. I have the extra space. I definitely wouldn't mind having them." I looked at my mom nervously, so much for easing her into the idea.

"But that would mean moving to Forks. Starting over at another new school in the middle of the school year. You'd have to move with the baby and flying with an infant isn't easy. It's too difficult to think about." She said. I stopped her mid rant.

"Mom, I thought that maybe, instead of waiting until after Jeremiah is born, I would move before. I could get settled in Forks before and have the baby space set up and ready how I want it before he comes.' I paused. "I wouldn't be starting a new school in the middle of the year."

"You've thought about this? What about Dr. Buchanan? She's been your OB-GYN since the beginning." She countered. I hadn't really thought about that.

"Forks General has a brilliant staff. The doctor that delivered Bella is still there and there are several more there that are just as good." Charlie said.

"Mom, I know you want to spend time with Phil. This a way you can do that. I won't be alone with the baby." I said.

"I don't know. I don't want to you to have to move because of me. Moving is stressful. Stress isn't good for you or the baby." She said.

"It won't be stressful. I can get ready gradually." I said. "Dad and I have been talking about it."

"She's right, Renee. I've already got the spare bedroom and bathroom set up for her and the baby. I don't have any baby things yet but I have a budget for that stuff. When Bella gets up there we'll go shopping for that stuff."

"And I have a lot of money saved up. I'll have a job in Forks too." I said. "I want you to be happy. If you're happy and the baby is healthy, I'll be happy."

"Will you be happy in Forks?" she asked. I looked from her to my dad.

"If being with Phil is what will make you happy, then moving to Forks is the simplest way to make everyone happy. So yes I will be happy." I said. "I'll be with Dad." And the Cullen's. I didn't add that aloud but it was a big reason. It sucked being away from Jasper. But I had a small piece of him growing inside me.

She sat there looking back and forth between Charlie and I.

"Alright. I'm flying in for his birth. Your nuts if you think I'll miss the birth of my first grandchild." She said, cracking a small smile. "Can I stay with you guys for a weeks or so after? Just to keep my own eye on her and Grandma has to soak up all of the Jeremiah sweetness she can." my mother said and placed a hand on my growing bump.

"That's perfectly fine with me." Charlie replied.

"So let's get the details taken care of now. How long are you here Charlie?" Mom said.

"I'm taking a late flight home tonight. I just flew in to see Bella and be here for the ultra sound." Charlie said.

"Alright. She needs to get moved at least two months before the due date, just to be safe." My mother the unorganized person that she is, pulled a day planner out of her purse and opened it up to October.

"At the latest, I would like Bella to be in Forks by August 3rd. That exactly two months before her due date." She said.

"What day is that?" I asked.

"It's a Wednesday. How about we get you moved that weekend. It gives you two months to get ready and two months for Charlie to finish getting ready for the two of you." she said to me.

"That sounds good to me." Charlie said.

"We'll get you a flight for that Sunday, we'll ship what you aren't taking with you on the plane, the Friday before." She paused and turned her gaze to Charlie. "The morning after you get home, you have to call the hospital and make an appointment with the best OB-GYN there. Make it for August 1st. I want to know immediately if something happened in the flight that shouldn't and they need to be caught up before she goes into labor."

"I can do that." Charlie said. "Renee, we can do this. She'll be fine."

"We'll have a baby shower here for you friends and my work friends and for the Suderman's. They'll be upset you're moving. But they have to realize that this is your decision."

"I'll have a small one at the station for the people who know Bella there." Charlie said.

"You guys don't have to do this. It's too much." I said.

"Nonsense." My mother basically shushed me. I sat back and listened for the rest of the conversation. While my parents went over details. Our waiter refilled our drinks four more times before we left. But when we left we had a game plan.

…

June 20, 2005

I've got all of my winter clothes packed away in a box. I would have to upgrade some of it because of the climate change I would be experiencing soon. I only have one rain jacket and one tiny umbrella. Mom's baby shower for me was Saturday. I got so many great things for Jeremiah. One of my mom's co-workers made a beautiful green blanket with Jeremiah's name on it. I got tons of baby clothes for him and someone put together a huge diaper cake. Mom said it would last me about a week. Mrs. Suderman got me a marine diaper bag that functions as a backpack as well so I don't have to carry more than one bag. It had IBS and JAS embroidered on it in military like stencil. She told me she had it made from the pants and shirt of one of PJ's old uniforms. It was the best and worst gift I was given. The best because I had something of PJ's beside his sweats and t-shirt. The worst because someone would definitely ask about it. In a way, I was thankful because if people asked I could tell them his last name was Swan. Mom made us play silly games and socialize for a couple hours and by the time everyone was gone I was exhausted.

I have one box of baby clothes and accessories including slings and Mother/child things and one even bigger box of diapers and bottles and non-clothing baby items. I wasn't buying anything else for the baby until I got to Forks. I had an open box of summer clothes sitting in the corner. Everything else was taped up and ready to ship.

As the weeks go along my belly has gotten much bigger. I feel like a whale and I still have 15 weeks to go. It kind of looks like I put half a basketball under my shirt. Jeremiah's going to be a gymnast. He's always moving now. I constantly have headphones on my stomach, playing classical music for him but I slip some of the good stuff in there too. He doesn't seem to mind. We've invented this game, I'll drum my fingers on my bump and he'll kick there. Then I'll drum somewhere else and he'll follow it. I move in a little over a month and I'm trying not to seem too excited. Phil's been home for about a month now. He's getting excited. He's bought several baseball onesies and a couple beanies for Jeremiah. I guess things are going pretty well. I miss PJ like crazy and I wish Jasper where here to witness all of this.

…

July 31, 2005

We just hit cruising altitude. There's about two and a half hours left of the flight. I put headphones on my ever growing belly before we took off in hopes it would keep Jeremiah from flip-flopping during takeoff. It worked for the most part. He didn't like the steepest part of the ascent but he calmed down after that. Despite being in the middle of the plane, I was the first person that the flight attendants asked if I needed anything.

I got some water and put my own headphones in my ears. I unfolded one of the several baby blankets I was given and cover my top half. I fell asleep looking out the window.

…

I was gently woken by the man sitting next to me. We had just landed. I quickly packed up my things and stood. I started to reach for my bag in the overhead compartment.

"Here let me get that." He pulled down the diaper bag that Mrs. Suderman gave me.

"Thanks." I said. I put the CD player that held the mix CD for Jeremiah and his headphones in the bigger pocket. I kept one earbud in my ear and put the mp3 player in my pocket.

"Are you a Marine?" he asked.

"Um, no. The baby's father was." I put the blanket in the backpack and put it on my back.

"Oh, well thank him from his service for me." he said, he turned and left. I stood there and watched him leave. I wish I could.

The flight attendants had me wait so I could get off without being shoved. Being the last one off the plane wasn't bad. I was easier to get my luggage. I had a small duffle, it really wasn't that heavy but one of the airline employees insisted on carrying it for me.

"My dad's waiting just out there for me so you won't have to carry it far." I said, kind of shyly.

"Oh I don't mind Miss. Can I get your backpack too?" he asked. He was pretty young, just out of college probably.

"Thanks but I got it. It sort of evens everything out. It's not heavy at all, but it take some pressure off my back." I said.

"I guess that makes sense. How far along are you?" he asked as we walked toward passenger pick up area.

"Thirty weeks today."

"Well that's exciting. Boy or girl?" he asked.

"Boy. His name will be Jeremiah. There's my dad." I said pointing him out.

"Hey Bells." He said hugging me.

"Hey Dad." I said.

"Thanks for helping her." he pulled a five out of his wallet and handed it to him. The employee handed my dad the bag.

"No problem, sir." He shook my dad's hand and tipped his hat to me. "Congratulations."

"Thanks."

We turned away and headed to my dad's squad car.

"Have you gotten any of my boxes yet?" I asked him.

"Yeah, four arrived this morning. How many are there?" he asked.

"That's all of them. The rest of it is right here." I told him he put my duffel in the trunk. He started to take my backpack too but I stopped him.

"Hang on." I said and pulled out the CD player for Jeremiah. "Okay." I handed him the bag. My dad gave me an odd look.

"He really likes the music." I said.

"You mind if we stop and update your registry. The boys are wanting to know what to get you and I don't know what to tell them you have or don't have."

"I don't mind at all I just need something to eat and large bottle water." I said.

"We'll get you something here in Seattle and we'll stop in Port Angeles on our way back." he said.

"Okay." I started the music from the baby and my father and I sat in a comfortable silence.

…

One of the great things about my dad is that he and I are a lot alike. It would be awkward for a while and we both tend to avoid awkward. So Charlie didn't hover around after he showed me to my room. He had already taken boxes up to my room so I just had to unpack. I unpacked my clothes first and decided to wait to unpack the baby stuff until I had some baby furniture. When I was fully unpacked I decided to ask Charlie help me move some furniture to make space for the baby things.

"Hey Bells, your appointment is tomorrow at 10am. I just wanted to let you know." He said, standing in the doorway.

"Okay, thanks for letting me know. Can you help me move some stuff later this week?" I asked.

"Sure. I'm off on Thursday we can do it then." He said. "We'll go get whatever you don't have for the baby after the shower at the station next weekend.

…

Dad met me at Forks General for my appointment.

"So do you know the OB-GYN or does he live somewhere other than Forks?" I asked.

"Actually, I do know him. He goes back and forth between Emergency and Maternity. He and his family moved here just under a year ago. He been a great addition to the hospital since then." Charlie said.

"He?" I asked.

"Dr. Cullen." He said standing up. He shook the man who was so familiar to me but he had no idea who I was.

"Chief." He said. "How are things?" he asked.

"They're good. I finally got my daughter up here." Charlie said. Carlisle held his hand out to me. I took it.

"You must be Isabella. Forks has been eagerly awaiting your arrival." He said. "Carlisle Cullen, Isabella. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you as well." I let go of his hand and pulled out my file from Arizona out of my bag. "These are from Dr. Stacey Buchanan, in Phoenix." I said, handing him the file.

"Thank you. Let's get you and your little bundle on the chair." He opened a door for us and we followed him down the hall. "How was your flight, Isabella? Anything out of the ordinary happen with your symptoms?"

"The flight was fine I slept the whole time and nothing new or odd. I know that he didn't really enjoy take off but other than that it was fine." I said, sitting on the table.

"Okay, if you'll lay back, I'll take a peek at the baby and make sure everything is normal. Then I'll have you schedule a day to induce labor." He said. I did as he asked.

"That just a precaution right. Just in case, he doesn't want to come out?" I asked.

"That's correct." He said.

…

August 15, 2005

Since I've been here, Charlie has presented me with my truck. We had a car seat professionally installed and Jake checked and double checked that the truck was safe for me and Jeremiah. Charlie rearranged my room and we bought everything I didn't have yet that was necessary. We bought a changing table that was also a chest of drawers for all of the baby clothes and a bassinet/crib combo. Everything was placed and put away and organized in my room. Everything was ready, the only thing missing was Jeremiah.

It's been two weeks since I saw Carlisle and it was the first day of school. I went to my classes and "met" my teachers and classmates again. It was all the same as the first time except I was pregnant. Instead of being asked about Arizona I got asked about Jeremiah.

I went to lunch and sat with the seven people I would call my friends. I people watched. I ran my fingers through my hair which was quite a bit longer seven months later. It wasn't as long as it used to be yet but it was getting there.

I felt eyes on me, which is normal now considering I'm pregnant and technically a junior in high school, and decided it was time to chance a look. I turned my head and looked in the direction I knew he would be.

We locked eyes and my heart all but exploded in happiness. I wanted nothing more than to run to him, but I knew I couldn't. His facial expression never changed. It was silly of me to think I could still see through him he's had years to perfect his poker face. His stare held even if mine didn't.

"Hello? Earth to Bella." Jessica asked.

"Who are they?" I asked the same question again. It gave me a reason to look at Jasper again.

Jasper abruptly looked at Edward. They exchanged words that were inaudible to anyone else. Then all of the Cullen children got up dumped their trays and left. I watched them leave and I saw Jasper look back at me just before he floated through the doors.

AN: Sorry it's been so long again! Here's another chapter!