(Four months later)
"Hagan... Hagan Hagan..." Woody grabbed the piece of what ever it was, and took it away from his son; who immediately started screaming bloody murder. "We don't eat-." Woody looked at the object. "What ever this is." He tossed it back into Jordan's carry on bag.
The man lunged across the coffee table for a teething ring and handed it back to the tiny six month old who promptly threw it at his fathers head.
"Delayed motor skills my ass." Woody mumbled looking at his watch. "Jor?" He walked to the stairs, yelling over his son's cries. "Jordan? Lily's going to be here any second please, please, tell me you're almost ready. We have to leave on time if we're going to make it to the airport on-." He looked at Hagan's red teary face. "Damn it." He pulled the baby into his arms. "Come on Buddy. Give Daddy a break. Just a few minutes before Auntie Lily gets her and she and Uncle Matt are going to spoil you rotten all weekend. I promise. Uncle Matt will let you eat any disgusting piece of trash you can find I promise." He rolled his eyes. Shoving a arrowroot cookie in the baby's open mouth. "Jordan!"
She was standing at the foot of the steps in the kitchen. He jumped when he saw her there.
"Jordan. Please, Honey. Tell me you are ready to get in the car. We have got to get going or we are never going to make our flight and we have got to be there at seven for court prep-."
"Hey! I'm here!" Lily yelled from the porch.
"Just a minute." Woody grabbed the box of cookies and started towards the door, tossing random things into the baby bag as he went.
"Woody.." She was holding out something that he mistook as the digital thermometer and grabbed it from her hands.
"Honey Please.." He stopped before he dropped it into the bag. Turning slowly to face her as he realized what it was..
"I'm going to have a baby." Her wide eyes flashed wider as she said this. His eyebrows got lost in his tussled hair.
"But we already have a baby." He muttered softly lifting the arm holding Hagan towards her as proof.
"Guys! You're going to miss your plane." Lily yelled again walking towards the kitchen.
"Yeah.. well.. we're going to have two... babies." She hadn't blinked yet. Lily waltzed into the kitchen, lifting Hagan out of his arms and grabbing the diaper bag from Woody.
"Tell Daddy bye." Woody leaned forward and kissed his son's head. Never taking his eyes off of his wife. "Bye Mommy!" Jordan broke the gaze and smiled at her son and cooing at him.
"Is the nebulizer in the bag?" Lily tossed the strap over her shoulder.
"It's on the porch in his car seat." Woody mumbled, tossing a quick look at her. She nodded. "We'll call you." He brought his face back Jordan.
"Okay. Seriously though.. you guys are going to miss you're flight." She yelled as she made it to the door. Woody listened to the screen slam shut.
"How did this happen?" Woody asked, craning his head to the side as he shook it once at her.
"Sex Woody. It happened because we have sex." She closed her eyes and shook her head rapidly back and forth.
"I thought you said that while you were nursing.."
"It's nearly impossible to get pregnant while you're-."
"Umm Jordan?" He gestured to the stick.
"It's nearly impossible to get-."
"Oh my God." He shook his head. "When?"
"Umm.. I don't know exactly. It could have been.." She bit her lip and he crossed the floor to her, putting his hands on her shoulders. "I thought I had the flu remember?"
"Jordan that was months ago."
"I gained six pounds." She whispered. "My back's sore. I can't button my-."
"Jordan that was three months ago." His voice was airy.
"We're going to have two babies under one?"
"Maybe." Her voice rose and she shook her head again. He started laughing. "What!"
"We spent four years off in a ditch only to-." He laughed harder. She hit his arm, before starting to laugh with him. "When you're ready to go for something.. you really-."
"That's not funny." She whined knowing it was.
"Yes it is." He kissed her head. "We have to go."
He took the bag off of her shoulder and dumped the pregnancy test in the trash, chuckling the whole time.
"Stop." She whimpered.
"I don't think I can." He told her. "You better call Dr. Tucker from the car."
"Jordan.. this is the second time you've been preganant without kno-." He pulled them outside as he spoke.
"Don't rub it in." She inturpted as he locked the door behind them.
"You do know the symptoms of pregnancy don't you?"
"I said stop." Jordan shot him an evil look as he pushed her towards the car.
"I'm just saying-." He was still grinning like an idiot.
"Shut up Hoyt."
"I want a girl this time." He mused bending over and talking to her stomach. "But if you're a boy that's fine too, Baby."
"If you start that crap-."
"I'm bonding with my unborn child Jordan." He teased faking a hurt voice as he swung the car door open for her.
"What ever." She sighed dropping into the passenger seat. "You better hurry up we're going to be late." He rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky, still smiling. "You're getting ridiculous about this."
"Ridiculous? You didn't even know you were pregnant.. again.. and I'm-?"
"Yes you are-."
"Jordan?" He couldn't stop grinning.
"What?" She snorted.
"I love you." He kissed her lips.
"I love you too."
"Daddy loves you too." He kissed her stomach.
"Get in the car." She ordered, just a little bit sweeter this time.