"Get your ass up! We're going out!" Dave yelled as he ran into the room.

"Where's the fire?" I laughed as he dragged me off the couch.

"Ha ha, funny. Nycto's waiting in the car for you to get ready," Dave smirked as my eyes widened and I bolted up the stairs to get changed. I quickly cahnged into some clean jeans and a black sleeveless shirt, I sprayed some aftershave on and ran back down the stairs and out the door. Clint and Dave were waiting at the front door for me.

"Is Christy coming?" I asked as we walked towards the car.

"She's been out all day with her mum," Clint replied, "But I'm coming 'cause I'm hell bored."

"Amen brother," I laughed and hopped in the car. Scott, Diana and Attie were in the front. The three of us had to squeeze in with Nycto in the back. I sidled up next to her and smiled. "Hey," I said softly.

"Hey yourself," She smiled, "You smell nice."

"Like he bathed in it," Dave coughed dramatically, I elbowed him in the ribs and glared at him. He grinned and turned to talk to Scott.

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*Dave*

"Where are we going Scotty?" I asked.

"To the mall," Scott laughed.

"No sh.it, which restaurant?" I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, um... dunno... any requests?" Scott threw up in the air.

"Mexican."

"Italian."

"Chinese."

Came three replies.

"Uhh..." Clint laughed. "Try again. How about Sizzler, with that all you can eat thingy?"

"Good idea my man," I grinned at him. Scott nodded and pulled up at the mall. We all clambered out and I walked over to Attie. "Howdy."

"Are you hyper?" She laughed.

"Define hyper," I grinned. She giggled and rolled her eyes. I looked over at Bob, Clint and Nycto as they talked together, and then over at Scott and Diana. I still couldn't that Scott was gonna be a dad soon, and I was gonna be an uncle. I silently wondered how many times they had had sex before Diana got pregnant, or if it was a one off thing. Knowing Scott it was probably many times. I wanted to have sex one day; but it had to be with someone I loved, not just any old chick. She had to be truely special.

*~*~*~*

*Clint*

I sipped on my drink silently as I watched my brothers talk to the girls. I felt like the odd one out suddenly, I found myself wishing Christy was here with me to keep me company. I loved the way her eyes lit up when she laughed; I loved the way I could make her laugh. I loved her smile, it always made me feel special, and I could pretend that, for just a second she was mine. I could see Heaven in her eyes, and that's where I wanted to be.

I wanted to ask her out, but was too afraid of rejection. We'd never be friends like we were now if I blew it. But, what if she felt the same and I never knew? I groaned in frustration and sighed.

"What's up dude?" Scott asked.

"Nothing," I replied.

Scott shrugged, "Girl trouble?"

"Yes," I mumbled.

"Bummer," He said sympathetically.

"Gee thanks," I laughed.

"Just follow your heart," He said softly. I stared at him in shock and nodded. It was a rare moment to see Scott like that, but it was truely amazing whenever he was, he always had the answer for everything.

*~*~*~*

*Mitch*

"So, you're leaving for good then?" I asked Mandi over the phone. I'd gotten a clod from the rain and wasn't allowed to go and see her, just incase she got sick with her baby.

"I dunno," She replied softly, "Hopefully not for good. Just to get my life sorted."

"How long will that take?" I asked.

"I'm hoping not very long, but it's up to my parents, I have no say anymore."

"Promise me you'll call?" I asked.

"Uh huh," Came her soft, sad reply. I glared Dad as he motioned for me to get off the phone.

"Mandi I gotta go, I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?"

"Okay," She replied weakly. "Bye."

"Bye," I replied and hung up sadly. This sucked.

*~*~*~*

*Scott*

"Angel must be hungry hey?" I grinned as Diana came back with her third bowl of pasta.

"She's craving pasta for sure," Diana agreed, "Mmm... and M&Ms too. Can we get them at the movies?"

"Anything you want we can get," I said and grinned as Diana smiled happily and dug into her pasta. I wrapped my arm around her waist tightly and rubbed her stomach lovingly. I wondered about what Angel would look like; everyone said she'd have blue eyes for sure, but would she be blonde or brunette? She could even end up having the same colouring as the triplets, or a mixture of them and me. Genetics was a weird thing, and as hard as hell to work out. Whatever she looked like, she would be perfect, no matter what. Because she was a creation of Diana's and my love.

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