Days Fly By

My first born baby grew up somehow,

And I never saw, though it was under my brow.

With age came responsibility for Wesley, who was so eager to take on a new gold fish. But that didn't stop him from forgetting to feed poor Henry before going to play with his friends.

Since the bar had helped bring in extra income we scrounged enough money to do some adding on to the house; a second floor filled with two rooms, a bathroom and an extra room for me to do whatever I wanted with. Wesley moved upstairs, quite tired of Shy waking him up in the middle of the night screaming.

A crack and a pop out she came.
Old and new, it was all the same.

As I was rushing to the hospital, Tyler outside and unaware was finishing his Lifetime Wish by finally knowing all he could know about bartending.

When you were born you filled my heart with pride,
And I was overcome by the joy I felt inside.

A few days later I was allowed to come home with little Leah.

And it is as though as soon as Leah came into our home the days and months flew by, Shy was growing up and gaining an attitude as any prepubescent girl would. But maybe she was a little more aggressive.

And as Leah became more independent it gave me time to work on the extra room we built, which soon became my office for case work.

Finally it was time to get back into my career, with Shy and Wesley going to school and Tyler's dreams already fulfilled it was the right time to complete mine.

Last Time

Shy was beautiful and always loved playing. I didn't bypass not being around for her while she was young and took some extra time off.

Wesley was growing up entirely too fast as always and was making friends left and right.

And the town was rewarding me for solving twenty cases, life was too perfect it seemed.

"You are an amazing asset to our town, Mrs. Crane,"

Until I got the familiar feeling of a nauseas stomach.

"Tyler!" I groaned as I sat back on the cold tile.

"Yeah, hon? Oh gross! What's wrong?"

"I think I'm pregnant again,"

And sure enough the test came back positive and we were unexpectingly expecting our third child.

"This has to be the last time, Tyler. I can't keep taking all this time off. I need to solve more cases, you need to get back to the bar."

He sighed, "Fine, fine. The last one."

Tyler's Dream

News of the second pregnancy really did something to Tyler and I. With work forcing me to stay home it gave me time and really the push I needed to become something important in Wesley's life, which he absolutely loved. And with me home and no need for Tyler to watch the little guy it gave him the push he needed to buy a plot of land and build.

We had been saving up all our cash (though it was barely enough) so Tyler could finally build the bar he has always dreamed of.

So months passed, Wesley learned new words though his first was of course "Da-da" and not "mommy" like I was hoping, my belly grew and Tyler's dream came to life.

But he would have to wait to open it because this baby has a way of timing and an entrance and it was on it's way!

Welcome home Shy!

Baby Blues

Baby Wesley was the most exciting thing in Tyler's life. He constantly was holding him, or playing with him. Wesley became his number one priority.

But for some reason I was a little different, I didn't cling to him as I thought I would and after a month off of work and recooperating I quickly filled my time with cases.

Months were passing and I was almost to the top of my career, the precinct even pitched in to get me a fancy new trench coat and hat.

And Wesley was growing up so fast. It seemed almost that I would leave in the morning for work and come home to find Wesley a few inches taller and a little more wiser.

But he never seemed to noticed I was gone, or miss me in fact.

"That is the last time we order from that chinese resturaunt," My stomach was flipping about, grumbling and I knew I was about to hurl.

But like a normal bout of food poisoning it didn't go away after the first day, or even the first week. It seemed every morning I was tossing up my breakfast like clock work.

Tyler didn't notice me growing sick, he was still just so infatuated with Wesley. Which was good since I didn't grow so attached to him. God I was an awful mother, he'll hate me later on in life.

I guess I saw it coming, but how in the hell am I suppose to do this again? What if I still can't seem to find the affection for this one as well?

Welcome Baby

A few months later Tyler and I drove down to the beach, called a few friends to join us.

I was only four months along but I was getting big fast and I decided I didn't want to be a total balloon when we got married and we'd be too busy after the baby was here. So I put all my cases aside and he called in work sick.

I unfortunately couldn't find a proper wedding dress to fit, so I bought the best I could find even though it does sort of look like a nighty.

But it was semi-casual and Tyler didn't want to wear a tux so I didn't feel too out of the picture.

And then finally, I walked down the sand to the man I loved with everything I had and exchanged vows and rings.

We had food and (they) had drinks made by Tyler and we danced and had a great time late into the night. A very unconventional wedding, but perfect none the less. I don't think I was more happier or more in love then this day.

The pregnancy was going so fast for me, I spent most my time eating and trying to figure out ways to entertain myself while Tyler was out that wasn't too exerting.

Though Tyler didn't like to be gone for too long. He was completely infatuated with me and the baby.

"What should we name it if it's a girl?" I asked and Tyler cooed at my belly.

"Maybe...Chelsea?"

"Chelsea is pretty, or maybe something more mysterious. You know how I love a good mystery."

Tyler laughed, "And what about if its a boy?"

"I'm not sure about that. I think I'll have to see him first to decide."

But apparently the baby wanted to know what he could be named because just a few moments later a deep agonized almost crippling pain ran around my mid section.

"Tyler, Tyler, call a cab."

And too think I thought Tyler would be more the level-headed one of us.

But he got us there safely and we rushed into the hospital,

And that next night we were allowed to go home with our new beautiful baby boy, Wesley Crane.

Unexpected

"I have this game in the bag!" I muttered to myself as I moved my pawn.

My stomach churned but I ignored it and told myself as soon as this game was over I'd go get some lunch at the diner.

Except that churn became nausea. I stood up and decided I should go home and lay down. Oh god I dont think I can make it home!

And before I could take another step I leaned over and hurled. Oh my God, what did I eat to make me so sick? Is it the flu? I can't be sick I'm going to lose out on so many jobs!

But it just so happens Tyler was at home hurling up his lunch too. So it's not just me, that totally rules out the crazy idea that I could be...pregnant.

A few days later it was Tyler and I's six month anniversary. I had planned a special surprise dinner where I had a certain question to ask him. I was nervous and scared but also really excited.

After putting on the brand new dress I bought and fixing up my hair I set everything up, and finally I heard the taxi pull up, steps, door open and close.

"Alyssa?"

"I'm out here, honey!"

"Oh my, what is all of this?"

"Happy Anniversary!"

"This is so sweet, Lyss. You're amazing." He brought me in for one of his sweet kisses.

We sat down and ate, he told me all about his day and how he had finally stopped feeling sick.

"Hopefully I'm next. I have been feeling sick every morning."

We had finished eating and it was finally my time to ask what I had been waiting for.

"Tyler, I love you so much. I'm so glad I moved in here and got to know you. You're my best friend and I can't imagine a day where I'm not waking up to your face." I took a deep breath. Here it comes. "And I want to ask--"

"I can't believe this but I think I know exactly what you're asking. It's funny because..."

He leaned down on one knee and reached for something in his back pocket. "I was planning on asking you it tonight. Because I'm so in love with you Alyssa, not having you as my wife is killing me. Make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"

"Yes! Yes I will!"

It's funny how much we thought a like, how we both were going to propose to one another. It just showed me how right Tyler was for me. I wanted nothing more then to be with him in every way possible.

And I guess it was a good thing because something was coming we were both very unprepared for.

~~

So all of a sudden Alyssa wanted to get married and I freaked out, and then Tyler had the wish too and I knew it was destiny. And how lucky seeing as they had been having risky woohoo while I wasn't looking. But that's fine with me, getting a jump start on the next generation!