A/N: Here's the Third story! Enjoy!

Chapter One- Big Surprise

There was something that I had been procrastinating doing all morning. I had at first planned to do it early in the morning before Iggy got up but I had 'accidentally' slept in. all morning I had found things to fill my time up, so I wouldn't have to do this daunting thing. Yes, I had done it before and I had the exact same reaction last time. The thing that I was procrastinating was taking a pregnancy test.

Nine years had passed since Iggy got his sight back and a lot of things had changed. About a year after that had happened the flock had moved into a home of our own, hidden by forestry on the outskirts of LA. Iggy had somehow managed Max and Fang to give us the smaller three-bedroom cottage-like house that was separate from the main house which had five bedrooms.

We had been incredibly happy living together in our home. It had a massive kitchen which was perfect for Iggy and it was close enough to town that it was easy to go shopping and stuff, but far away enough that we had perfect privacy. We lived an incredibly peaceful life there for about six years just going about our day to day business. Then two years ago our lives got turned upside down and things changed forever.

It was two days before Max and Fang's wedding when this change became first apparent. Yes, they got married. I was surprised at the time too. Anyway, it was two days before the wedding and I just felt like crap. I was tired and was throwing up. I was starting to panic as I was the maid-of-honour. Then I looked at the calendar and figured out that my period was two weeks late.

I started freaking out and drove manically to the chemist to buy a pregnancy test. I took it when I got home and surprise, surprise it was positive. I had an almost mental breakdown. I was twenty-two, un-married and pregnant. I had never been more terrified in my life. Luckily Iggy wasn't home so he was none the wiser. I managed to keep it a complete secret until the next day.

The Flock were on the way to Arizona where the wedding was going to be held. We had stopped for a quick lunch break at a roadside picnic stop that was surrounded by forest and someone was cooking hot dogs. The smell made my already nauseated stomach churn. I ran off into the trees and threw up violently. It was so bad I didn't notice someone coming up behind me until they pulled back my hair and rubbed my back. Iggy. The conversation that followed was one that I will remember til my dying day.

"Violet, I need you to tell me what's wrong. Don't pass this of as bad food because you've been looking sick for days. I'm worrying about you."

"I'm not sick." I choked out. I was tearing up. For the second time in two days. This baby was turning me into a marshmallow

"Then what's wrong."

"I'm... I'm p-p-pregnant." I sobbed. Iggy froze with a stunned expression on his face. He looked like he was going to pass out.

"Iggy?" I said waving my hand in front of his face. Then he broke into a wide smile

"I'm going to be a dad?" he said.

"Yeah, I'm six weeks along." I whispered smiling too.

"This is amazing, I'm surprised but in a good way you know. When did you find out?"

"Yesterday, I was waiting for the right moment to tell you. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, you needed to sort things out." he wiped the tears off my cheeks. "You know there's been something I've wanted to ask you for a very long time now and I think now's the right time. Violet will you marry me?" He had a ring and everything.

"Yes." My tears were still falling thick and fast. Iggy picked me up and twirled me round.

We went to Max and Fang's wedding keeping our secret our entire time. Telling the flock was hilarious now that I think about it but I definitely didn't think that way at the time. Iggy, being Iggy, had announced our baby by saying, and this is a direct quote, "Fang I knocked your sister up." Bad move. Fang ended up punching Iggy in the face and not talking to him for like a month.

The following months were hectic as Iggy and I planned a wedding and prepared for our baby. Through an ultrasound we found out that we were having a baby girl. Despite being so busy, I still managed to work on a side project. With motherhood looming over me, I started to think a lot more about finding my own mom. I searched and found that she actually lived in LA. I dragged Fang along with me and we were finally reunited with our mom, Arabella. We knocked on her door and she recognised us straight away. She turned out to be the greatest mom ever and we had a step-dad and two half sisters too. We also found our dad. After finding his office, I strode right in and punched him in the face with Fang doing the same. We left before security could come.

Iggy and I got married when I was seven months pregnant. I never pictured having something growing inside me on my wedding day, but it was a beautiful day all the same. The whole event was themed black and white which seemed to compliment the two of us. Fang walked we down the aisle dressed in his usual all black. When we opened the door and I saw Iggy watching me with a complete look of love and happiness on his face, it proved to me that I was doing the right thing.

He looked absolutely handsome. He would have put Prince Charming to shame. He wore a black suit, with a white shirt and black tie. It was plain and simple but it worked on him. I wore a knee-length strapless white dress. We matched that day in way that we didn't most days. I had fretted about being so fat and pregnant on my wedding day but seeing Iggy made me forget about everything except him and me.

I cried on and off all day, I was emotional and hormonal. Thank god for water proof make-up. I was extremely tearful through the speeches, Iggy's in particular,

"Wow, I'm in shock. Me, married. Fang you owe Nudge twenty bucks. Nudge I'm taking a cut. I've got to pay for all this somehow.

"Anyway, down to the more serious stuff, when I was a lot younger I used to picture my dream girl in my head, which some might have found stupid since I was blind, but it didn't stop me seeing her. I called her my dream girl because I thought that that was all she was going to be but then I met Violet who is my dream girl in every way. Never did I think that my dream girl could be real because she was just so perfect but I was proved wrong. I also thought that if someone like my dream girl WAS real then she would never fall for a guy like me but Violet proved me wrong again. Violet showed me that dreams really can come true even if they seem impossible.

"Another time Violet has proved me wrong was about our baby. I always thought if some girl told me I knocked her up, I'd run for the hills. But after I got past the initial shock, I really liked the idea of some kid calling me daddy. Because it would be my kid. Mine and Violet's kid. I'm not ashamed to say that I'm excited for this baby. I honestly can't wait to become a father. I love that baby already. I guess what I'm trying to say is Violet, you prove me wrong a lot and surprisingly I love it.

"By the way honey, you're looking incredibly beautiful today. Like every day. I'm really proud to call you my wife; I'm probably the luckiest guy around. You know me inside and out and you still put up with me. I'll never to hurt you and I'll look after you. And of course our baby. I'm going to be the best husband and father that I can. And that is a promise. I love you more than anything.

"And now to address some concerns of my new brother-in-law. No Fang, I will not break her heart and I don't think it's possible for you to break my neck. And I agree with you that she could do worse. Thank you for that rare compliment. Oh and yes, I am aware of the fact that baby plus bomb is a bad combination. I'm not completely clueless about being a parent. I've read some books.

"So I'm married now, to a great girl. This guy is officially off the market. Domestic bliss here I come."

Our first dance as a married couple was to 'At last' by Etta James. It was kind of cliché but I loved the song and it suited us. A big surprise for me was that Iggy had made the cake himself. It was beautiful and delicious and the waterworks just kept on coming. Near the end of the night Iggy started calling me his little fountain. We had a beautiful honeymoon in Mexico. I couldn't go too far because I was heavily pregnant but I still wanted to go somewhere sunny and nice.

The next two months were spent getting ready to be a mother. My mom came to visit nearly every day and I noticed that Iggy started getting a little bit jealous as he and his parents were so estranged but I wasn't sure what I could do about it. If he wanted to get in touch with them it was his own choice. I let him know that one day and he told me wanted to think about it some more.

Our daughter was born on the seventh of September. I never thought that something could be so small, so beautiful, so precious. But there she was. We named her Lily Violet Ride. She instantly had the whole flock, especially Iggy and I, wrapped around her little finger. I found myself being able to sit there for a very long time, simply looking at her. Iggy definitely let down a lot of his macho facade whenever she was in his arms.

One day, when Lily was about three months old, I was feeding Lily in mine and Iggy's bedroom and Iggy came and sat on the bed next to us.

Iggy sighed heavily, he looked as if he was stressing over something. He started stroking Lily's curls watching her intently.

"What's wrong?" I asked rubbing his arm with my free hand.

"I've been thinking... about my parents. I do want them to come back into my life and meet Lily but I just don't know if I can trust them."

"Oh honey." I let him resting his head on my shoulder "I know you're upset about this. Just do what you think is right. I'll be behind you no matter what you choose."

"I think I'll give them a call."

Iggy got in contact with his parents and they flew from Washington to visit us. They seemed like really nice people and we obviously delighted to be an active part in their son's and granddaughters lives again. But something seemed amiss. There was just something untrustworthy about them. I shook it off as me simple being over-protective of Lily and Iggy and put on a smile.

But one day, Iggy, Lily and I were out shopping. We walked past a group of people crowding round a newspaper stand. Iggy went up to have a closer look and the people immediately recognised him. The three of us were on the front page of the paper, wings and all. Iggy's parents had sold the pictures that had been taken the day that they had visited to the paper. Immediately there were flashing lights of the paparazzi. We pushed our way through the paparazzi and ran to the car, going straight home.

For the next week or so we tried to live like normal. But we couldn't take a step outside our house without being mobbed. Eventually Iggy and I sat down one night while Lily was asleep and made one of the hardest decisions of our lives. We made up our minds to go into hiding. Leave LA for awhile and go hideout somewhere, just the three of us. We packed up over the course of a few days only telling the most important people in our lives where we were going. The less people that knew the better.

We headed to New York. The bigger the city, the easier it would be to blend in with everyone else. We rented a two-bed roomed apartment in Manhattan. I knew that Iggy was beating himself up about the whole situation.

I put a cup of coffee down in front Iggy. He was sitting at the kitchen table in the tiny kitchen of the apartment. It was our first night there and Lily was napping. I sat down across from him taking a sip of my own coffee.

"It's all my fault." Iggy mumbled looking down at his hands. I took one of his in mine.

"How could it be your fault? You never took the pictures. You didn't sell us out. Stop blaming yourself."

"But I knew they would do something like this, but I still let them visit us. I let them see her. I just had some sort of new perspective on life, maybe it was because I know what it's like to have a child now that I couldn't imagine that you wouldn't want what's best for them."

"You're a good father. No one would have expected them to do that and even if you did you wouldn't have let them near her. You always put Lily before yourself and what you want."

"I want to keep her safe, her and you. I have to take her and you into account when I make decisions now."

"Iggy, don't beat yourself up about this. It's out of our control. In a few months this will all be over and we can go home and back to our normal lives. Anyway, New York could be fun. It will snow soon. It wouldn't snow in LA."

"You are such an optimist."

As I had predicted we became less and less interesting as time passed and three months later we were able to move back home. Since then life had continued as normal. Lily was eighteen months old now and the most gorgeous little girl ever. She had inherited her father's strawberry blond hair which hung in curls. Her eyes were dark with a little bit of gold in them, just like mine. She had creamy white skin but she wasn't quite as pale as Iggy. She looked like an average one and a half year old except for her wings. They were downy like a baby birds and a dark gold, like a combination of mine and Iggy's. There were unusable at the moment as they weren't strong enough to carry her yet.

I sat on the edge of the bathtub waiting for the result to show up on the test. The two minutes that it took felt like an hour. It finally passed and I looked down at the little pink strip, positive. I shut my eyes and groaned lightly. Another baby. With a toddler as well this time. I hadn't planned to stop at just one kid but not this soon. But then again it was my baby, mine and Iggy's baby. We had done it before and could do it again.

A squeal from the living room disrupted me from my thoughts. I shoved the test in a draw and ran out into the living room. Iggy had a white sheet over his head chasing Lily around the room, who was squealing and giggling with delight. Iggy had a talent to be able to keep Lily entertained for hours at a time. Probably because he was such a big kid himself. Lily ran behind me and grabbed onto my jeans.

"Dada ghost!" She laughed pointing. Iggy started coming up to us but tripped over the coffee table landing on the floor with a thud. He pulled the sheet of his head and jumped to his feet.

"I guess we should be off." He said scooping Lily up.

"Huh?" I asked. I wasn't really able to focus on much at the moment.

"Remember, we're going to the Flock's house... for lunch."

"Oh yeah." It had completely slipped my mind.

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly.

"I um-" I was about to tell him about the baby, but I stopped myself. It would be best if I had the afternoon to get used to the idea myself and then tell Iggy in a better situation, where we had a few hours to talk it over just the two of us. "I'm fine, let's go. They'll be waiting for us." I shuffled the two of them out the door; we walked down the garden path to the Flocks' house. We walked in through the backdoor and into their dining room.

"Hey guys!" Iggy greeted them. Lily grinned and waved at them all. The others all had their mouths full so all they could do was smile and wave. We sat down at the table and started piling our plates with food. Lily jumped over onto Fang's lap and started babbling away to him. Fang absolutely adored Lily and spoiled her mercilessly. He and Iggy were both suckers for giving her what she wanted.

Suddenly there was a large bang from outside.