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-Page Residence-



A quaint one level residence that has become the home of the Page family. It's not luxurious, but it has a certain charm and appeal to it. One that Blaire deems a woman's touch, which was something their previous home terribly lacked. Although it's meant for the four family member, it is usually visited by many other family members. It has:

- 2 Bedrooms {Reed & Blaire} {Erika & Brooke}
- 2 Bathrooms {x} {x}
- 1 Living Room {x}
- 1 Kitchen/Dining Room {x}
- 1 Work Office {x}

-Residents-

- Reed Page, {x}
- Blaire Page, {x}
- Erika Page, {x}
- Brooke Page, {x}

Reed was enjoying the walk home. Sure his arms were a bit tired, but nothing compared to the enjoyment of goofing around with his wife, who was enjoying herself very much. And that of course meant, that he was enjoying himself as well, and even more when he entered the house. Blaire might have though she was being sneaky with her kiss, but it was Reed who was making it easier for her to reach him. He wasn't the type to be a tease and rather enjoyed her affectionate acts. As well as her more... Comedic acts. Especially as he watched her stumble to the doorway of their room, hoping that the girls didn't hear her and wake up. He rolled his eyes as she looked back at him and made his way to join her, grabbing her by her waist and pulling her towards the bed. Of course he made sure the door was shut. And when he playfully pushed Blaire onto the bed he leaned himself on top of her, kissing her a bit. He then smiled and tickled her side a little, giving her a small chuckle and moving to get more 'comfortable' on the bed. He always showed his more 'playful' side at the end of the very end of the date.

-Time skip, you all know what happens D<-

After their little activity, Reed laid in bed spooning with Blaire, caressing her a bit and kissing her shoulder once or twice. "It's been awhile sine our last bit of 'quality time'," He spoke softly, that hushed tone one just tended to use while in bed. And the statement rang true. It was hard to get time 'alone' in the house. It wasn't until recently that Brooke had stopped coming to wake them up in the middle of the night or before that Erika sneaking in to share the bed. Reed sighed in relief, it really was better to have this kind of together time, "I don't see why we don't do it more often." A joke of course, followed up with a silent laugh and a shifting of the body to cuddle closer.

Reed smiled as his wife joked around, grabbing her hand as she grabbed his. There wasn't a reason was there? He liked that thought, a lot. He got closer to his wife, taking his free hand, after having to move his body a bit to free it, and moved the hair away fro, the back of her neck away to kiss it. Then he lightly placed his cheek on hers and brought their hands held together up to him to kiss her hand. "I wouldn't mind a little more play time..." That would be like heaven. Being 'daddy' all the time was pretty tiring. So taking care of more 'husband-ly' duties was something that sounded like a good... 'Release'. A bit of a dirty minded thought. But, he was in bed with his wife, no one said he had to keep things PG in his own privacy. Reed yawned a bit, starting to feel that rush of tiredness. He retreated a bit back to his side of the bed, yawning once more. He was weak to being tired, always one to fall asleep quickly. Which he did, as per norm. After resting his head back on his pillow it wasn't long before he was out for the night.

-Crappy post, but end day-

Reed had spent this beautiful winter morning cleaning the house before the girls got up. Being a strict morning person, he had always made sure to wake up early and get some of the chores out of the way, even cooking breakfast for all three of his girls. Today wasn't different, he had just finished washing the dishes when his wife took the girls to school. And like he had told her before she left, he began his work after finishing up the morning cleaning. His job as an author had been getting them by lately, mostly thanks to the dual-income coming into the house, but there was another source of money coming through. Luckily Reed had been able to start doing editing work thanks to his editor. And since it was becoming more and more impossible to get work done with the girls around, he seldom cherished the time while they were at school. He sat quietly in the dual office as he read page after page, uninterrupted. Well, until he heard the door close. And soon enough, Blaire had walked in. "Need something Honey?" He looked back from his work to see his wife's notably perplexed expression. He frowned, unsure of what was to come, it took a lot to shake his wife after all, "What's up?"

The mans frown only got more noticeable as Blaire continued to talk. When someone talks about clinics and not feeling well... Well it's not a good feeling when it's your lover. Reed could only hang on each word as she spoke though, anxiously awaiting any bad news. That is, until she began so trip over her words. She got like this a lot when shes flustered. He got up from his seat, his expression taking a more sentimental look then a worried one. The man brushed his wife's hair back and gently held her cheek with his hand. "Come on, say it," He was always pretty forceful when it came to getting out info, probably because he wasn't very patient when it came to bad news. Or, news in general. He was just assuming the worst. He often did. Actually he was about one loose thread from snapping into full on crisis mood. Something Blaire had scene quite often when the girl's were young. Lately he hadn't had any outbreaks, but things had been going well so that's not surprising. However, this was a pretty scary trigger. No man wants to see his wife so nervous and hear her say things like maybe being sick.

The man was about 65% from full crisis mode. He hadn't really heard any of her first couple sentences. In his mind, his wife was dying, and he was about to go crazy. And because of that he continued to stand while his mind processed all the worst possible out comes that could come from this moment, and none of those were helping the situation. That's when Blaire dropped the bomb on him. Those two words, 'I'm pregnant'... Crisis mode terminated. Actually, all functions terminated. Reed dropped his hands. his whole body going limp, and his body fell back onto the chair. If smoked could actually come out of someone's ears, it would definitely be happening now. Those two words mentally broke the man as he could no longer process the situation. It's not because it surprised him, well it did, but it was the freaking out he had been doing before that caused the crash. Of course, Blaire had been pregnant before, and there was a chance it could happen again. Reed always kept those thoughts in the back of his head. But... The situation was a bit to mentally stimulating for him at the moment. So he sat with a blank stare in the chair. Not responding to his wife at all.

It didn't take long after Blaire's little freak out that Reed resumed some processing power. His eyes regained some life and he blinked a couple times at the woman. His mind still repeating the word pregnant. He hadn't even begun to think about how that meant another child. But when he did... His eyes wandered down to his wife's stomach and he gently placed his hand on it. "A baby," He said with a perplexed tone. As if the concept was other-worldly to him. Of course he still hadn't processed Blaire's very upset and very worrisome demeanor. However, after a minute, a long minute, he began to realize completely what was happening. He took Blaire's hand which was on his cheek and stood back up. He shushed her, noticing that oh so obvious swelling in her eyes. He grabbed her head and kissed her forehead, giving her a gentle "Calm down." Now he was back to a semi-normal thought pattern. And that's when it finally clicked with him. He lifted the woman's head so he could look her in the eyes and he took a deep breath, "We're having a baby?"

"A baby..." Yes he was repeating himself. But, what else would you expect him to do in this situation? It's not like they were trying to have a kid. I mean, yeah they were happily married and in love, and open for a lot of things. But a kid.... Erika was surely getting to a point where she was needing less attention. Brooke... She was far past the need her parents for everything stage... Did Reed want another kid though? He loved his daughters to death. The man stayed quiet for a second. Remembering the conversation the two had when they had conceived Brooke. Really it was probably the scariest day for Reed, but ultimately one of the most amazing things that ever happened to him. The man looked at his wife and began to go over what was an extremely crazy and complicated thought process which would be too hard to explain. But, it worked. Well, it at least got him to a reasonable point. "Are you ready for a baby again?" He asked putting his hands down and clasping onto one of her hands with one of his, "Erika won't be happy." A small joke, Goddess knows how much of a terror she became when Brooke came around.