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Babies... Babies Everywhere - Jimmy/Sherrie Fic (requested)

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Hey guys, so I was given multiple requests for when all of Jimmy and Sherrie's kids were born, so I just decided to add them together in one big post to save the trouble of making and editing three separate posts. 

So, here you go!

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March 23, 1974

I yawned and rolled over, finding an empty bed. I was sure Jimmy was at the studio again, or at the Swan Song offices, trying to get ready for the launch of the record label he's been working so hard to produce. My belly, which has grown quite large since I've become pregnant again, felt tight and restrictive as our daughter, Scarlet Lillith, began frantically kicking me in the ribs.

"God, baby girl, I'm up. I'm up." I groaned, rolling out of bed and slipping the robe that Jimmy so often wore around the house.

Since we've moved to Plumpton Place in the past couple of months, I've been used to roaming around the unbelievably large mansion for quite some time before I actually found any form of life. The first place I'd often look is James' room. 

I frowned when I couldn't find him… He usually wasn't up this early. I mean, it's only eight in the morning, and it's a Saturday… He's never awake this early. Holding the robe tighter to my body, I made my way down the steps and into the living room, only to find my little boy curled up on the couch next to his father, watching cartoons. 

"There you two are," I smiled, making Jimmy turn to grin at me.

James instantly jumped off his fathers lap and ran towards me, clutching to my leg and giggling wildly. 

"Mommy! Mommy!" He laughed, holding up his arms so I could pick him up. I bent down as best I could and lifted the little boy into my arms, planting a big kiss on his cheek. 

"Well good morning, little man." I chuckled, watching as he blushed. "And how are you today?"

" 'M good," He giggled, turning his neck so he could smile back at Jimmy, who was beginning to stand up to come and kiss me good morning. "Daddy got up and watched cartoons with me, so I'm happy!"

"Did he?" I smirked as Jimmy strolled up to us and kissed me on the cheek. "Daddy must really love you, because he never watched cartoons with me when I'd ask him too…"

"No, instead I just married you, gave you two children and wrote nearly an entire album for you," He mused, turning my face towards him and kissing my lips softly before turning around and walking out of the living room and into the kitchen. I smiled and followed him, while still carrying James in my arms, who nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck. 

"But you still never watched cartoons with me…" I pouted playfully, making him roll his eyes and laugh at me. "But I suppose you can make up for it by making Scarlet and I some breakfast… You see, your daughter's been giving me a hard time this morning - she hasn't stopped moving around in there. I think she's quite hungry."

"Well then, I shant be keeping my princesses waiting." He mused, turning towards the fridge so he could find something to cook for me. 

I giggled and turned to the little boy, still hiding his face in my neck who was now gasping as he could feel his little sister's kicks against his legs, which was resting on my bump. 

"That's your little sister, James… She's saying hello!"

"Scarlet?" His eyes widened and he grinned happily. "Maman? C'etait mon sœur? En votre estomac? How'd she get in your belly, Mommy?"