Jesse is thirty-eight. Suze is thirty-three. Teresa is thirteen. Esmeralda and Estela are twelve. Matthew is eleven. Nathaniel is eleven. Addison is ten. Rosalinda is ten. Anthony is seven. Aubrey is seven. Jasmine is five. Carlos is five. Abigail is four. Jonathan is one year and six months.

I watched my daughter pace her bedroom. She was dressed in a simple, pink-and-green chevron print Maxi dress. She was chewing her nails nervously.

"Resa, calm down. It will be fine. He's a nice guy, from what I've seen of him. Your dad and I like him."

"But, what if he decides that he doesn't like me after the date? What if I ruin it?"

"Resa, you won't ruin it. You'll be fine."

"But –"

"Teresa Isabel de Silva," I said, standing up and placing my hands on her shoulders. "You are a beautiful young woman. You are smart and funny. You will be absolutely fine. Just relax and be yourself."

"Your mother's right, you know," Jesse said from the doorway. "Be yourself and everything will be fine. This boy, this James, likes you for who you are."

Teresa nodded, relaxing just slightly. "I just need to finish my hair, and then I'll be ready." She hurried into the bathroom.

I wrapped my arms around my husband's waist. "Are you nervous?" I asked him.

He frowned. "Why would I be nervous? I'm not the one going on a date."

I smirked at him. "Your baby girl is going on her very first date. You can't tell me that, as a father, you aren't nervous at all about that. About whether or not they'll kiss."

Jesse scowled. I could tell that the idea of his daughter kissing a boy was not an appealing one to him. He was very protective of his baby girls.

Very.

"I'm not nervous. And she won't be kissing any boys."

"She might," I sang.

"Susannah."

"What? I'm just saying that she might kiss him. She's not socially awkward like I was at that age. She actually has a very good chance of getting a kiss on her very first date."

Jesse groaned. "Susannah. Please, do not say that."

"It's true."

He just shook his head. But I could tell that he was plotting something. And that was not good. When any father began plotting right before his thirteen-year-old daughter's first date it meant bad news.

I narrowed my eyes. "What are you thinking?" I asked.

"Nothing, Susannah."

"Um, yeah right. I know that look on your face. What are you going to do?"

"Nothing, Susannah," he repeated.

"Do I need to be the one to take the kids on their date?"

His eyes widened. "What? No, no. It's fine. I can do it, querida."

"Hmm. So you're going to go and pick up James, right? And drive the two of them to the bowling alley, where you will drop them off and return later to pick them up, right? Under no circumstances will you spy on them."

He nodded. "Of course not, Susannah. I wouldn't do such a thing."

I watched him closely for a few seconds. "Yes, you would! I can't believe you, Jesse. You can't spy on our daughter. It's her first date. That would be mortifying."

"I will not spy on them."

"Promise?"

"I promise, Susannah. I will drop them off at the bowling alley and leave until it is time to pick them up."

I narrowed my eyes again. I wasn't sure if I actually believed him or not. But… "All right. But if I find out that you did spy on them, you are in big trouble, mister."

Teresa: (storming into the house) I can't believe you, Dad!

Jesse: I'm sorry.

Suze: (entering living room) What is going on in here?

Teresa: Dad! He just...argh!

Suze: Jesse, what did you do? (gasping) You didn't. You didn't spy on their date, did you? After you promised me that you wouldn't.

Teresa: Oh, no, Mom. He didn't spy on us. He had some stupid ghost do it for him. I was distracted the whole time because the glowing ghost was staring and me and James.

Suze: Jesse! I can't believe you would resort to something like that.

Jesse: (blushing) I am sorry, Teresa. I -

Teresa: (stomping her way to her bedroom and slamming the door) I don't want to talk to you!

Suze: Wow, Jesse. I can't believe you would actually do that. Next time, leave the spying to me. I can do it without getting caught.


Author's note: So, I know that it's been forever since I've updated this fanfic. I've had writer's block on it forever. This is the last chapter that I'll write for it. And I kind of felt that it was an okay end, with Resa going on her first date. Technically, I could have gone on forever. Hope you all enjoyed it! Thank you for reading it and being so dedicated. Sorry about the long wait.