Starstruck

Colt slammed the front door, Journey groaned. So maybe she was being a horrible witch, she knew she was, she didn't feel like herself, she forgot what pregnancy did to women. Trent came inside Journey's room when he saw Colt's car pull out of the driveway.

"Pwease tell me daddy is coming back." he said hugging Journey.

Journey kissed Trent's forhead and pulled him onto her lap. "I hope so." she said.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Daddy didn't do anything, mommy's just a big dummy." she said. "Did daddy tell you?" she asked.

"Nu uh twell me what?" he asked.

"Your gonna be a big brother." she smiled.

"Really?! Weee!!!" he shouted laughing.

Colt got to the office and wlaked up stairs grabbing a few forms and papers. He looked at the picture of Journey spinning Trent around. She was such a good mother.

"Why?" He whispered. I love you more then life, but I feel like you don't care anymore. I've done everything to get you back, but I don't think I can. He stroked the picture then pulled out the middle drawer of his desk looking at the small box that held the engagement ring. He swallowed hard and shoved it in his pocket. He'd gone and ruined that along with his family. If he lost her, he'd hav eno reason to live other then Trent.


**i'm off to bed**

**uh ha! I won again! You caved first, night love. **

Journey was downstairs making a PB & J sandwhich for Trent. "Here you go, sweetie." she said.

"Thanks momma." he said and starting chewing. Journey covered her mouth and nose because of the smell. "What's wrong momma? Do I is smell bad?" he asked.

Journey laughed. "No, baby it's not you." she swore.

"Okie dokey." he said.

"I'll be right back, sweetie." Journey went into the bathroom, and washed her face. Looking in the mirror. She did love Trent, and of course she loved Colt. She was just being protective of the little lives that depended on her.

**I've been so busy I needed the sleep. And will every other night**

Colt got back to the hosue and smiled at Trent ruffling his hair.

"Where's mommy, buddy?" He asked Trent.

"In the bathroom." Trent replied btween bites of his sandwich. "She looked sick."

"THanks."

"Oh! Mommy tol' me bout my siblings!" Trent beamed.

"Really?" Colt smiled.

"Uh Huh! I'm happy!"

"I bet."

Journey braced her hands against the sink.

She blinked noticing she had tears in her eyes. She whiped her nose with toliet paper and threw it away.

"I'm gonna go check on your momma." He said smiling. He walked over to the bathroom and tapped on the door.

"Hold on." She called. He waited until she walked out before he put a hand on her face.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

She looked at him, confused a bit. "Tired." she admitted. "How did everything go at work?" she asked.

He realized she was talking to him. "Oh, good. It was good." he said.

"Oh, ok." she shurgged.

"Uh oh, mom....... Momma....... Momma!" Trent yelled from the kitchen.

"Yeah baby?" she asked puting a hand to her head.

"I had an accident." he smiled innocently. There was grape juice all over the tile. Journey went over to the paper towels and bent her knees whipping up the mess.

Colt smild at the mess and picked up Trent. "Let's get you changed." He said as he carried him upstairs and got him changed otu of his clothes and to new ones before he took the other clothes downstairs to be washed so the grape juice didn't stain.


***I don't know hwat to put***

Journey found some dirty socks by the door, she picked them up and went into the laundry room where Colt was at, they both reached for the opening for the washer, they ended up touching hands.

"I'm-" they both said at the same time.

"Sorry." Journey whispered.

"I am too." he said.

"I shouldn't have kept that from you. I guess I was just affraid." she said.

"You can trust me." He said looking down at her. "I love you, I'll never stop loving you. YOu can trust me."

"I know that." She sighed.

"Good, now we're going to talk about what we want to do about housing. We have three new lives coming into our house and no room." He smiled. "We have roughly eight months to build a house, the one you design."

Journey stared at him. "Are you MAD?" she yelped. "Eight months is not enough time to build a house. And with me being slow, there is no way I could design it." she explained.

"Sure you can." he put his hand to cup her chin. "You'll be pretty much off your feet until we have three other little ones running around." he smiled.

"Oh this is going to be difficult." she said.

"Anything you need you'll have. Trust me, I know a bunch of guys that should have it built in a couple of months, so you have some time." He smiled at her.

"I don't know." She muttered.

"You can do it, love. What do you need?" He smiled. "I'll get anything you need."

"I dunno what to say. Are you sure? Can't we just buy a house like normal people?" she asked laughing.

**blah**

"I want it to be your dream house." He smiled. "I want this to be the house you've always dreamed about."

"You sure?" She asked. "I would be just as easy to find one that works for us."

"Journey, I want you to love this house." He said softly.

"I don't need a house to love I just need you and-"

"Me!" Trent laughed.

"And YOU. and your brothers or sisters." she said.