Gen 3- Spencer and Ande-Babies 36, 37, 38, 39, and 40

"Sleep my child and peace attend thee,
All through the night
Guardian angels God will send thee,
All through the night.

I rocked back and forth, singing this lullaby a thousand times because this is Laura and Nessie's favorite. They were always the hardest to get into bed at night because they were such mama's girls. Rose lay fast asleep in her crib, the flickering lights in the window hardly made her stir. Rose was independent for her age. She didn't really need me as much as the other two. Although, having Nessie and Laura on my arms made it all better, for the first time in all of being a mother...I really felt needed and loved.

The soft sounds of them snoring soon escaped and even though I didn't want to, I laid the two beauties down in their cribs and shut the door behind me. In the living room, three adults stood by the TV waiting for me. I grasped each of them in a hug and told them how much I loved them. They were leaving my home and as always, it made me sad to think another 3 have just grown up and moved out.

I have two teenagers sitting on the floor doing homework, mindlessly casting fairy spells at each other and casually floating off of the ground. They were content. Peter, Brian, and Stewie were setting up a Christmas tree and I was honestly not needed here. I told Ellie and Eric that I was gonna step out for awhile and set out in the snow on my own.

I walked  to the clinic in order to get back into my old habit of only getting pregnant by the means of the AI. It only took about 15 minutes to get in and my butt out of there beore hbeing pulled into any real conversation that would take away more of my time with my kids. The snow was freezing  my feet but I walked and walked until I reached my house. I did pass the local bar...but the more I thought about going in and wasting myself again tonight....The more I realized how right my parents were. And then I thought about how I'm going to try as hard as I can to make my relationship with them right.

Once home, I flopped on the couch and let my legs dangle over the side. I wasn't feeling too well suddenly and then, Ellie woke me hours later telling me that she and Eric were leaving for school.
Shit.
"Ellie, why didn't you wake me before?"
"You're feverish, mom." She handed me a cold towel to put on my forehead and told me that she's got the boys on the bus and the girls sleeping. I thanked her and let her get on her way.

Nessie, Laura, and Rose's door creaked as I opened the door to check on the beauties. They were still snoring as if I had just laid them down to sleep. "I love you," I whispered as I pulled it back closed. "I wish was a good mother..."
My eyes were slowly fluttering closed again and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Mom, I made an appointment for you at the clinic."

This time, instead of her voice waking me, it was her cold hand resting on my forehead. It felt like ice and so did many of my limbs.
"Oh god, Ellie, I'm sorry.."
I stood up but felt dizzy.
"I've been out in the cold too much, I guess."
"Do you need me to drive you down? They're expecting you."
"No, I think I'm okay to drive. Just watch over the kids, please?"
"Sure mom..."

I sat in the parking lot of the hospital for over 15 minutes waiting for my mind to take over and do something. I wanted with all my heart to turn around and fabricate a story about how I just had a small cold. In spite of everything that I wanted to do, I unbuckled the seat belt and stepped into the bitter cold. I walked swiftly through the blinding wind and into the building where, sure enough...I ran right into Spencer. He nodded at me with a sweet smile and kept walking.

I made my way up to the front desk where me and the receptionist know each other pretty well by now. She smiled her cute little smile at me and asked "Why such the hurry back? You were just here yesterday for your usual!" Her perky attitude today slightly annoyed me to the point of frustration.
"I have an appointment. My daughter set it up for me."
"Ah! I see. Donna was in when that call came. So, with Dr. Angel, correct?"
"Is there any way I could see another doctor today?" I asked quietly. "I'm really not in the mood to deal with Spencer."
"Well, I could see if Dr. Beal has any openings?"
"That would be great."

I picked my purse up off the desk and had a seat where I could see the receptionist. She was talking on the phone with Dr. Beal. I wasn't sure who he was but it had to be better than-
My thoughts were cut off by Spencer who was coming back from whatever he was doing. He grabbed my hand and was now leading me to his room where he told me to have a seat.

"Spencer, I literally asked for anyone but you," I muttered between coughs. I was trying to sound fierce, but the sickness was kind of ruining it.
"You know, I would take offense," he murmured as he motioned for me to open my mouth for a thermometer. "But to be completely honest, I think I'm the only one who can take care of you."

"Stay." He ordered me, trying to move around the room without bumping anything over but failed quite a few times. He seemed to be keeping himself awake only on coffee. His desk was a mess with papers and files and his laptop was sitting on top of everything. I moved the thermometer around with my tongue, eying the papers sitting on Spencer's desk. He couldn't seem to grasp that I was trying to ask him what they were and why on earth he was so tired. "Spence?"

"Huh?" He asked, looking at the reading on the thermometer.
"What's up? You seem distracted."
"Nothing."
"And what's with the paper on your desk?"
"Oh, those...Um, I'm kinda doing a bit of college work on the side."

He stuck the thermometer back in my mouth and I moved it again to form a disfigured "What kind?"

He pressed his finger to my mouth to get me to shut up and then began his story...

 "Well, money is tight and this island is in a tough spot without any sort of physical therapy trainer. Too many injured people trying to fix themselves up on their own." He waved his hand dismissively. "So, a couple of us guys are taking the physical therapy course."
 "What guys?" I asked quietly as he moved quickly across the room for some other gadget.
"Just some of my friends from college," he muttered, holding something up to the light. He brought it down a moment later and switched it out with another shiny metal thing. Dang, I really didn't know my stuff.
"Well alright," I whispered to myself.

He moved his fingers up my neck to check for swollen glands. I felt almost a little to awkward with him so close to me but there was no denying that I liked it. When we were finally eye to eye, I just stared.
 "You alright there," asked Spencer after a drawn out moment, dropping his gaze from mine. A small smile seemed to be tugging at his lips, but he turned around before I could see if it turned into anything.
"Y-yeah," I bit my lip, looking to my side

"Want to lay down for me?" He asked skeptically, staring at my feet and moving just inches from me. When I didn't respond, he placed his hand on my chest and supported my back with the other and did it for me.
"Crap, sorry. I guess I'm a little out of it." But the blush on my cheeks gave the explanation a bit of an edge.
He ran his hand along my ribs, checking for any sorts of bloating or something medical like that. "Why are you scared to like anyone, Ande?"
I sat up, fast and stared at him. He caught me off guard and I certainly didn't like that. 
"What makes you believe that I'm afraid to like people?"
"Just the way you act. You're too hard pressed into a person that you don't think you can ever really be! Ande, you have an air of excellence about you and that isn't normal." He brushed my hair out of my eyes and just looked at me.
"You don't know everything, Spencer." I slapped a hurt expression on my face. "There are some parts of my life that I'd like to keep to me-"

I was cut off short again but his golden eyes staring into mine. He eased in closer until his nose was right next to mine, any closer and we'd be the same person. But I just stared into his soul and his tormented, abused, lonely eyes were crying out for me to help him. He just couldn't find the words to explain.
It felt like an eternity before he broke his close stare and grabbed a pair of gloves. I didn't speak after that. My heart was aching with such a sadness that I really couldn't feel any sort of love for this man. I couldn't reach inside my heart and honestly say that I wanted to hold his hand every day or wake up to him in my bed.

"Sorry." he mumbled, moving his body in a way I couldn't see his face once again. He fiddled with the metal thing in his hand and I'm sure he was thinking hard about what had just happened. That moment of silence. The pure moment of chemistry. That's exactly what he wanted to happen. He was trying to make me think.

I kept my eyes trained on him until he walked out the door with a mere whisper, "Be back in a minute.."
I dropped my gaze to my hands and stared at them but they didn't look normal. Everything was going blurry and weird and then was the pang to my head and then my chest which made me cry out in pain but no one was here to help. "Just a headache.." I thought, clenching my teeth and holding onto the top of my head.

"Alright, what I've got is giving me nothing. I'm gonna have to take a couple of the bigger tests." Spencer came bounding in the room with a little better attitude, perhaps he got a new cup of coffee?
"I was thinking we could test for a few things, strep throat, pneumonia, and mono." He grabbed my hand and helped me off the bed but the second I stood up, my knees buckled underneath me and I about went toppling to the floor if it wasn't for Spencer who grabbed my shoulders to steady me.
"You're completly off balance, are you okay?"
"Not really..." I trailed off, staring into some corner. He did as many tests as he needed to and we waited for the results as I napped.

"Wake up sleepyhead," I sat up but it made me feel dizzy. I trained my eyes on Spencer and he sat down next to me. "You have an extremely mild case of Pneumonia. We need to treat it right away to tackle it before it gets bad." I didn't even give myself any time to think before my attention caught my pregnancy.
"I'm pregnant...The antibiotics won't do anything to the baby, will it?"
"I'm gonna issue some really safe oral antibiotics. It shouldn't effect the baby but you can come in for an ultrasound after using it for a day or so to make sure that everything is going okay."
"And how long will it take to clear out?"
"2-3 Weeks at the least...I don't want to put you in the hospital but if it gets any worse then I'm afraid I will have to."
I sighed (which kinda hurt a little) and told him that that would be great and that I'm super tired of being the one who is always sick or in trouble.

He offered to drive me home but I said I was fine and trudged to my car. I drove home fine and got in the house.
"Mommy!" Laura grabbed onto my leg as I walked in the doorway.
"Mommmmm!" Nessie followed her sister and my feet were covered by toddlers.
Ellie was standing near the doorway with a totally exasperated look on her face, Rose asleep in her arms.
"They haven't sat down for even a second." She said, shifting Rose so she could hand her to me. I took her and rocked her while attempting to move about the room with my stylish toddler boots.
"How long have you been up?" I asked Ellie, grabbing a bottle from the fridge to give to Rose.
"Quite awhile, I tried to get Nessie and Laura to bed but they were waiting for you."
"Go get in bed, I'll wake you for dinner.." She turned around without another word and her door clicked shut.

I laid Rose down to sleep because she was out and not even trying to feed her would wake up that lazy child. Nessie and Laura let go of my feet but were at my heels, trying to keep up with their highly pregnant mother. I wobbled around the kitchen, throwing together something decent to eat, then remembered that I was sick and needed to take those stupid antibiotics. I took two just like Spencer said and went right on with dinner.

The antibiotics didn't seem to have any side effects, such as drowsiness or anything like that and after an hour, I felt great. Even pregnancy wasn't getting me down. I felt perfectly fine and healthy. A day or two went by perfectly fine and even the way I breathed was getting better because of the medicine.

out of nowhere, my phone started to ring. I wasn't expecting any calls and stared at the caller ID. It was Spencer so I answered it with a formal "Langly house, may I ask who's calling?" I laughed to myself, I felt unusually humorous and funny.
"Ande! Did you take the medicine I gave you?!" He seemed frantic and the humor disappeared immediately. I felt fine. "Yeah...I did. Why?"
"I'll tell you in a few minutes, just get back to my office. NOW!"
He hung up and I was instantly frantic and faint. What was going on?

I grabbed Nessie, Rose and Laura and pulled their sweaters over their heads.When I got to Spencers, all three of them were dozing. I rolled them inside in a triple stroller and Spencer met me at the door.
"Missy? Will you watch over Ms. Langly's children for me? Thanks." He rolled the stroller into her office and dragged me upstairs.

"Those antibiotics I gave you are fine....but they have one side effect to pregnancy. So, I want to do an ultrasound to make sure everything  is okay."
This synopsis scared me to death. "Is the baby gonna be okay?"
But he didn't answer, I was numb with fright for what on earth this could mean. I let decided to let him do the ultrasound because of how scared I was that this baby was going to have something wrong with it. The ultrasound equipment were cold...but I laid there, my eyes shut and heart beating a mile a minute.

"Just what I thought..." he sighed cooly, running his hand through his hair, possibly thinking of a way to tell me that by taking this medicine, I've ruined a child's life. "I hope you have enough room in your apartment for 5 children."
My jaw dropped, an instant of pure shock and confusion. "Why would I need...You mean...Wait? Quintuplets? I'm carrying 5 babies and I didn't know it?"
"At least it's not anything really bad? If you need help in your house I'm more than willing to drop in-"
I held my hand up to silence him. "Fine. What do I do about the antibiotics?"
"They've done their job. Don't take any more of them for the time being."

I stepped down from the table and a pang hit me like a baseball bat to the stomach. I leaned over and grabbed my stomach and Spencer realized what was going on.
"Stay calm." he said simply, grabbing my hand and holding my shoulder so I could stand straight up. "I'll get you something to take away the pain."
Labor sunk in before the pain relievers did. I gave birth to 3 girls, and 2 boys. Each of them was perfectly healthy and beautiful.

Britta, Zeela, Ashton are the girls and the boys are babies Xavior, and Zander.  It took awhile to get all of them and the girls home but I had Spencer's help.

Gen 3: Aphrodite's wedding-Babies 33, 34, and 35

I shifted everything out of my way to grab the lobster to prepare it for dinner. Lobster because Aphrodite was here, sitting at the table with Drema, Destin, and Diamond. Sitting showing them the dress, decorations, the smallest details where laid out on the table with cups of coffee keeping Aphrodite awake and dare I say it, alive.

"So when we finally got to the airport, Riley grabbed her own brothers hand and kissed him in front of everyone! She kissed Arley! Gosh, it was so funny watching him freak out and push her away!"

Aphrodite laughed at her story as I spit up my lobster in hysterical laughter. "See that guys? Aunt Aph can still make your mom laugh! Haha!" I smiled and told the kids to head to bed. They ran up the stairs and Aph held out my dress to me....

"Pink? Why?"

"Because it's my wedding and I want you in pink." She smirked, knowing that I hate the color.

"You picked it because you knew that I hated it!"

"Of course I did! But that's because I love you."

"Yeah yeah yeah...I can deal with this but it's your funeral when my mom sees this."

"Honey, your mom will thank me!"

"Doubt it," I whispered. "You'll kill that woman."

"So...now that I'm back...tell me about what's been happening?"

"Welllll! Arley went to Bridgeport for vacation and brought back some bimbo girl. Riley hates her guts probably more than she hates us! Her name is Janice and she's a complete blonde. He only likes her because she looks a tiny bit like you and it's not even that similar. Your doctor, Spencer, is still here and single but it's creepy as hell because he has a picture of you on his desk in his office. I think he misses your company. All the kids you left behind you should know about because....well, they're your kids. Your parents are expanding this island as much as they can before winter hits us hard. I figure you saw that already."

She gestured, meaning outside of the house. "I don't know about anything else really, I live with Chandler and as soon as we're married, we're gonna kick the dust from this place and maybe be back later...Perhaps have a couple kids."

I laughed. "You? Have kids? I'd think after our childhood, you wouldn't want anything to do with kids?"

"I've seen yours, they're all amazing. I want to be loved by my kids the way you're loved by yours." She smiled and I reached out for a hug but she pushed me away because I was still wearing the dress and she was covered in paint...I tried.

 The next day was a hustle and bustle kind of day. Aph was frustrated already and it was 10 in the morning. Her dress was hanging on my bathroom door...amazing! It was beautiful and covered in glimmering sparkles and lace.

Aph trusted me to do her hair for her big day...I personally, didn't trust myself with it but since she did, I went ahead and gave her blonde highlights which ended up turning blue and then I cut her bangs a little to short for her own comfort. She kept nodding and telling me that I was doing fine. I was a wreck by the time mom took my place behind the mirror.

Mom managed to fix the mess that I made of Aph's hair. Mom used extensions and curled Aph's hair on top of her head, fixing it with a beautiful veil right in the back. I was pushed into the chair next. Turns out I was Aph's only bridesmaid/maid of honor and that's how she likes it. I didn't know who was walking me down the aisle, but I didn't mind as long as he didn't mind taking the arm of a woman who will never end up with anyone.

At this thought, my mom quickly pulled Aph out of the room and it was occupied only by me and two guys. "Hey Spence, what do you think of two guys walking one girl down an aisle?"

"It's new, but what Aph and Eric want." I whipped around and in the doorway, Arley and Spencer stood next to each other in matching suits that looked way too dashing on the both of them.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, fingering my hair with caution.

"Arley and I will be walking you down the aisle," Spencer answered with a wave of his hand. "We're gonna have lots of fun at this thing, no sulking, young lady."
I rolled my eyes, grabbed my things and left the room in a huff.

As we loaded into the long white limo, Aph was fussing over my shoes and how my toes aren't painted. It went kinda like "Ande! We've had a week to prepare for this and you can't even paint those toes? Do you know how important this day is to me?"

I just grumbled and pointed to the pink dress and said "This is enough of a payment to you, Aphrodite."
She huffed and pushed me into the limo.

I heard Arley and Spencer laughing and whispering on the other side of the limo, seems as though these two turned out to be pretty good friends after all. I was slightly scared that the two would hate each others guts because of how different the two are. I tend to be wrong though.

I observed the two, sitting next to each other with Aph across from them. Spencer grabbed her hand and whispered something into her ear. She went red right away and Arley laughed, patting her back. I didn't hear what he said and I'm not sure that I wanted to.

Many people cheered as the limo pulled up to the lot, and as soon as we stepped out, the wedding was started. Arley and Spencer grabbed my arms and we walked down the green grass to where the arch was standing. Each of them had their hand resting on my elbow as we walked. I felt extremely crowded by the two but I was laughing because they were making faces at each other.

When Aph stepped out of the limo, she shined with happiness. Eric saw her and his face went red as if he was a blushing little boy. She was walking all on her own...I felt like she needed someone to give her away, so instead of just standing there next to Spencer and Arley, I walked back to the middle of the aisle and grabbed her arm.

"Hey, it kinda looked like you needed an arm to walk with."

She just beamed at me majorly and we continued walking. That's when it began snowing, lightly at first, but soon enough, it was coming down in neat stacks. The children laughed and caught it in their hands. Aphrodite just kept smiling and smiling as she grasped hands with Eric.

The ceremony went on as the air got colder and soon, everyone was cheering because Aphrodite and Eric were locked in the kiss that joined them as husband and wife.

 I caught a snowflake in my hand and stared at how beautifully different it was...Kinda like me. It took 8 solid minutes for Aph to break away from her new husband and announce that the reception would be in the back of the church. Everyone flocked around the two as the music started.

They pulled away and the first dance started. Beautiful and slow, as if they were the only two people there. I didn't know what to do with myself afterwards. There was no way I would dance with anyone, it would make me wish that I had what Aph had...and that was a real life. She was so hopelessly happy in Eric's arms and I was so hopelessly miserable wishing that I wasn't here.

Spencer caught me by the arm as I was trying to walk away from the happily-in-love couple but instead he pulled me to the dance floor. "You thought you wouldn't have to dance with anyone, did you?" he laughed.

"I was hoping that you'd have mercy."

"Have I ever even considered mercy for you, darling?"

"I guess not. You could think about it for a few minutes." He dipped me as the song came to it's climax and then shifted back down. "You're wonderful." I mused, being sat back on my feet and returned to the side of the dance floor where I belonged.

"Thanks for the dance, Ande." He winked at me and walked away.

So, being 24 and old enough to do what I wanted...I moved over to the bar.  Mom trained her eyes on me from that moment forward but I didn't care. I immersed myself in the drinks that the bartender offered me.

He was attractive and with every drink, he became more beautiful. Mom and dad were on the dance floor and the bartender went on break and someone else took his place...They let go of each other and walked towards me.

"Um...do you know something?" I asked the bartender whose name I found to be Dane, while trying to keep my speech to stay steady and unslurred. "I...I think you are reallly pretty.."

"Me? Pretty? I'm the guy, I'm supposed to say that to you, beautiful."

"Then s-say it. S-stupid."

"You, are very pretty."

"Thanksss, y-you too." Aph laughed loud in the distance but my fuzzy thoughts instead of happiness for her, turned to jealousy.

Before I knew it, my lips were locked with Dane's. I couldn't remember what happened but we had left together and were now in a hotel room. I let him touch me and feel me. Clothes were just a formality and soon even they were on the ground. We held each other close and  he brushed his lips against my neck...and the night went on...and on and on.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Hours later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Ande, wake up and put your clothes on." Mom grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the bed. "Your best friends wedding and you can't even make an attempt to be an adult? Sometimes I just wish you would see what you're doing to yourself."

"Sometimes you should just let me life my life."

"AND WATCH YOU END UP KILLED? No!" She was yelling now and it went right to my head. The pain of a sudden headache made me grab my temples and fall to my knees. "Get up. We're getting out of here." She dragged me out of the room and my dad put his arm around my shoulder to steady me on the way to the car.

"You know, Ande, I really don't understand what goes on in your mind sometimes." Dad commented wryly as we sat in the car, headed to my house.

"Neither do I." I managed to stay silent the rest of the trip.

Little did I know, we weren't going right to my house. Mom had an evil plan and dad was a part of it even if he didn't want to be. I sat on moms couch as she threw papers onto my lap for me to sign but I insisted on reading them first.

"AA? Really mom? I never binge drink! I was just having a bit of fun for once in my dull, miserable life! Don't you understand that you can't control my life?!"

Dad grabbed the paper out of my hand and looked me in the eyes. "What were you doing when you were kidnapped in Bridgeport? You were drinking. What about that Lucian fellow? And last night is no exception. We're just trying to keep you safe and sound."

Mom crossed her arms. "Don't baby her Adam. She's a grown woman and can obviously take care of herself but she can't even take care of her own kids."

"You know that I never wanted children. You pushed me into this, you're the one who keeps ruining my life!" I grabbed the papers, stuffed them in my purse and yelled "I'll go to your dumb meetings if that makes you happy. Just leave me alone!

I stormed out and walked to my  apartment in the bitter cold. I found every single one of my children fast asleep in their beds so I took this opportunity to look at this paper. I found that there was a meeting today and...Wait...what? They're expecting me to be there TODAY? Gosh dangit mom. I grabbed my keys and my phone, called Eden and asked her to babysit the kids. She agreed cheerfully and I left as soon as she showed up.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Della~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I swear, she's turning into a teenager again or something. She's acting like a child and I really don't understand it." I laid out on the couch, the radio was playing one of Adam's favorite songs.

"I'm pretty sure it was just the hangover causing her to react like that. Don't blame her."

 "Don't you see Adam? We lose her more and more everyday. She's gonna run away from us again if we aren't careful." Adam just sighed and sat on the floor near my head.

"Well then maybe we ought to start treating her like an adult?"

"How can we when she acts like a child?"

"Give the girl time."

Give her time. That's all he could offer me for help? I've given Ande an entire lifetime and she repays me by doing what? Getting drunk and becoming a skank? I won't have it. No matter how much she thinks that she's living in my footsteps, I will never let my daughter become what I was.

"Spencer likes her a lot," I heard Adam say from the kitchen. "It's not like some kind of crush either. He stares at her, watches her every move. Can hardly take his eyes off of her."

Abel looked up from the pie he was making and wondered aloud..."Is Ande coming back for dinner? We could invite Spencer over and see what happens?"

I jumped up and grabbed the phone and text Ande "Come back over for dinner. We'll talk. Love you" 
she never replied but I guessed that she was in her meeting. I then called Spencer and in only a few words, invited the boy to dinner.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Ande*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

My thoughts were clouded by the events of the meeting tonight. I didn't understand why this girl named Valarie was so interested in knowing so much about me and why she reminded me much of myself. I felt like I had met her before but I can't place it. (For more on the two meeting, visit Pretty odd legacy)

I pushed the girl out of my mind and looked down at the text on my screen. Mom wanted me to come back even after I'd thrown a tantrum. I wouldn't be surprised if she had an application in for God.

I replied quickly with a hasty "K" but instead of rushing myself to get ready, I went into the bathroom where I managed to collapse over the toilet and spill the chips that I was snacking on earlier. This could be one of two things...Beginning signs of pregnancy or ending signs of a hangover. I'd be fine with either.

I spent a solid 20 minutes in the bathroom, throwing up before I finally felt I would be fine on my feet without help.

The kids were tough to get over to moms house even with the eldest boys' help. We each took one of the toddlers and Eric and Ellie walked and/or flew all the way to their Grandma's house. We arrived right as my grandma was getting there. She took Stewie so I could help the boys get Peter and Brian into the house without any frostbite on their little toes.

The first thing I heard when I walked in was laughing. Of course my mom had invited EVERYONE over. When she saw me, she gestured for me to walk over to talk to her and whoever it was she was talking to. I was pregnant like I had assumed and it was showing through my shirt so I was entirely surprised to see Spencer standing there like an idiot. But it's okay, I'm all too used to being pregnant in front of him now.

Mom walked away and left us alone so I looked around and whispered in his ear "How much is that woman paying you to be here?" He chuckled and put his hands on my shoulders.

"I actually asked if I could join you guys. It's a little sad being in the office on thanksgiving!"

"I guess so...But if you ask me, my moms thanksgiving is a little...Crowded. I've always hated my moms little gatherings."

"Ande...There's only like 6 people here." His eyebrows knitted and then he smiled.

"That's not what I meant Spencer." I huffed and walked away to sit down near the beautiful turkey that Had to be Abel's work of art.

As we all sat down together, I felt another sudden urge to lose my dinner...So I pushed my chair back and went to the bathroom before I could throw up all over the food.

I managed to get a couple dirty "Sit back down" looks by my mom and dad but they didn't realize how critical it was for me to get out of there. I locked the door behind me and laid my head on the brim of the toilet, feeling completely miserable and all alone.

*Knock knock knock*

The sound forced me to jerk awake. "Who is it?" I called in a drowsy voice that I couldn't pull together.
"Ande, it's me.." Mom's voice sounded outside the door. "It's been hours. Please come out? Are you alright?"

"No, I'm not alright." I stood up and unlocked the door just to pass out in my mothers arms. Dad and Spencer looking around her shoulders.

When I woke up, I was on the couch with a towel on my forehead and a bucket next to me. It was pitch black outside and I could tell right away that it had to be at least 3 in the morning. I sighed and attempted to stand up but the weight was too much. I hadn't realized that It wasn't just 3 in the morning....I had to have been out for at least a day. And now I know why I just woke up now...my water broke.

I tried to escape the house quietly but I managed to wake mom up and instead of the comfy hospital, I got to have my baby in my moms living room. I wasn't complaining too much though because after awhile, dad got bored and turned on the Tv.

Born to me that night was three beautiful baby girls. Laura, Nessie, and Rose. All three were perfectly healthy and spent the night in my arms on my mothers couch.