I looked around confused for a moment and had the smallest bit of sadness lingering over me from thinking about how much I loved Peter and now I hate him. It didn't seem proper to me at all. And that made me think to myself. "Is Ron going to turn out just like Peter? I do mean, after all I thought Peter was just the best thing in my world. But then he went mad..." "Pho, what's wrong?" I shook my head as if to clear my thoughts and then tried to smile and said "Nothing." He looked at me for a moment knowing I wasn't telling him every thign then he went back to Charlie whom was looking more like him and I by the hour. He seemed to love the fact that he was now her real and true father. I didn't feel comfortable knowing that I was a mother and not a virgine anymore. It startled me because not in my whole life time had I been on teh dirty side. I still wasn't!  "Pho, do you think you will ever love Peter agian?" I shook my head vishiously and had wide eyes. He smiled and looked a little happier then before. I put my head close to his and read his thoughts. "Pho, do you think in a couple more years or whenever we will have more children?" He was saying this to himself until he found out I was listening by sending my thoughts back to him, "No. Not for a couple more years. Maybe not even then. It may be twenty years from now Ron." He jerked back his head so that I couldn't read his thoughts anymore and then grabbed a bottle and fed Charlie. "Ron, is she human?" He put his face on hers and breathed in. "Nah." He said while he shook his head. I looked at him in the way that made him tell me what she was and he said. "She's 60% shape shifter, 10% vampire, 20%..." He stopped and looked away. He didn't want to tell me the rest I guess. "Ron, tell me. I deserve to know." He nodded his head slowly and then said. "20% Earth, and 5% mob, and 5% witch." By Earth he meant like mother nature lover. She has to be outside alot in order to stay alive. And mob, that's what Peter was. It made me want to throw up to think about her being mob. I heard a loud knocking ont eh door and went to get it. Peter stood there and pushed me out of the way. "Let me see her." Ron held her close but let him see. His face turned red once he saw that she looked like Ron. He huffed and then slammed the door. Ron was looking at her and talking to himself. I made my way to them and heard him say the last words of the spell and then loom at me sharply. "What, did you just do?" I said lookign at him in a scared sort of way. He hestitated to answer and then said, "I took the mob out of her." I snatched her from his arms and then said rather ludly "Do you know that you could've killed our baby Ron?!" He didn't do anythign wiht his head except for rolling it in circles. I went in her bed room and laied her in her crib after rocking her to sleep. Then as I was walking down the hall(2 ft away from her room, literally!!!) And noticed Ron looking at me in a poor in a way that made me wan to forgive him. But I rolled my eyes and walked in our room. I could tell he was at the door way gettign ready to tell me sorry. So I made it easy for him. "I'm-" I began and then giving him the hand gesters for him to say the rest. "...Sorry." He said in a weak voice.  When he saw me smile he smiled too and then made his way tot eh bed and lied down next to me. He smiled at me and then kissed my nose. I smiled back at him and then rolled over on my other side. I closed my eyes and I felt him tuck himself in to the covers. He whispered goodnight but for some reason I didn't respond to him. I guess it was because a part of me wanted to sleep till the morning and the other part of me was confused about Peter and how he could ever do that horrible thing to me. It was scary to think about it sometimes, how deeply inlove I was with him for such a long time. And now, I was falling in even more deep love wiht his twin brother. It makes me think, "So, what if  Ron does the same thing. I mean, they are twins aren't they? And twins do turn out to be the same in lots of cases. Like that one time with the Smith boys. When I was a little girl I-" I fell alseep and dreamed abotu a girl at teh top of a stair case, she looked like the old me. She was yelling at a young boy that was holding I guess her bra. He fell down the stairs. Then there was an older boy walkign out to his car. A girl in all blackish colors was in the passesnger seat. She was pretty, very pretty. This dream went on, it was almost a whole day of things that happened. The end of the dream ended with doctors int eh emergancy room gathering all sorts of scary metal things. Then I noticed I was looking out from her eyes. Her eye lids closed slowly, but I caught a glimps of the doctors cuttign her stomach in half with a pair of scissors. Blood rushed out of her body. Then I woke up, falling out of the bed I ran to the resteroom. I heard Ron jump up and run after me. I kneeled over the toilet and began puking. Ron knocked on teh door with the end of his knuckles. He yelled into the door. "Babe, you alright?" I tried to answer but couldn't. He opened the door and pulled my hair back into a pony tail and rubbed my back saying. "It's alright." And then, that moment I knew he loved me. Ron really loved me. When it was over he rushed to the kitchen to get a cup and filled it wiht water. He handed it to me and then asked once agian. "Are you okay?" I nodded my head and then coughed a little more. He sat there the whole time holding me, making sure I was alright. Then wiht one weak voice I said. "Ron, when are we getting married?" He looked at me in shock and then took me seriously. "Well um, as soon as possible I guess." Then he gave me a little smile. I looked at him, looked at his eyes. They shone and sparkled in the light, slowly I found us both leaning closer to each others faces. Then with one more fraction of a cenimeter I pushed his face away. "I'm sick. I don't want you gettign sick too." He nodded his head looking a little disapointed, then whipped his nose and turned his head tryign to avoid embaressment. I laughed as he did so, he looked at me inncoently and then said "What?" As he looked around I laughed some more. Then, everything went black and I woke up early in teh morning in bed with Ron kneeling ont he floor beside me in bed. He had his head down and was sleeping. I got close to his face and then whispered "Ron, I'm awake." He shook his head and opened his eyes as he lifted his head. He looked at me and then smiled really big. I loved the way he smiled, it was so cute. The way his white teeth gleamed and the demples that apeared on his face. He kissed my forehead for a long time then I asked, "What happened last night?" He looked down and then said, "You passed out after puking for a while. You had a panic attack Pho. You laughed and you were frightened. And you passed out." I laughed and then said. "What is so bad about that?" He looked down and then said. "You pucked up a half of your heart. It can kill you." I shook my head and then ran for the books. "No, no. See! It says here that I don't need my heart." He ste down the book then held my hands. "Phoebe, that was writeen over 700,000 years ago." I began to cry and then once agian blacked out. When I woke up I heard crying. And when I opened my eyes I saw Ron holding Charlie. We were in a hospital and Ron looked at me and said. "They got me to collect all the pieces of your heart. I repeat- all of them. Even the ones in your old home. And then they cut open your chest and put it back in there!" He was smiling because he knew I was unhappy and he wanted me to smile at least but I was no where near happy at teh moment.