You Call It Chaos, We Call It Family

Epilogue

Claire and Mason spent the night at Owen's. He simply couldn't bring himself to wake her up and by the time she did, Mason had already passed out on the couch next to them.

The young boy slept in Lizzie's bed while Owen and Claire had snuggled into his king sized one. She spent the whole night clung to him like a koala baby to its mother. He couldn't move a little without her whimpering, asking where he was going.

That following morning, he couldn't get enough of their kisses. He casually started his routine, planting loving kisses down her neck and then traveled down between her breasts until finally finding his favorite spot between her legs, but that morning he just wanted to make up for the time lost and he stopped at her belly, spending a couple of minutes kissing and nuzzling it.

Claire giggled and let her green eyes find his once he was up. She was impressed at how Owen had gotten Mason's clothes hung in the bathroom so they could dry through the afternoon and night, but she had come prepared with a fresh outfit for her kid.

He had also taken his books and textbooks and laid them all out on the kitchen counter so they could dry. There were many aspects in Owen that made him a great partner and Claire couldn't wait to start this new journey from scratch with him.

"I love you..." She smiled lovingly and injected all that familiar adoration into a kiss. This was the first time in three weeks that he heard her saying it like she always used to.

"I love you too." He assured her. "I love you more than anything, baby." He added.

She nibbled on her lower lip and blushed lightly. "Owen?" She giggled.

"Hmmm?" He mumbled, while kissing her hands and then her lips and leaving adoring kiss all over her face.

"You are going to be a daddy." She teared up, happy to say that out loud for the first time in three weeks.

"I am...?" He cried, the biggest of smiles growing on his face while her hands pushed his hair back and she kissed his happy tears.

"You are..." She sobbed. "I'm two months pregnant." She shared, that's what she had roughly calculated.

"I'm going to be a daddy...again!" He echoed and chuckled, before kissing her lovingly over and over again.

He moved back down to her belly and started leaving adoring kisses on it. He nuzzled it gently. "Hello." He offered making Claire giggle and burst out into crying. "I'm your daddy and I love you." He promised, feeling Claire's fingers brushing his hair to the side while she sobbed. His hazel eyes looked up, locking with Claire's, both of them smiling through happy tears. "and I love your mommy too."

"We love you too." She nodded. "You are going to be the best father in the world." She smiled. "You already are."

Owen grinned and adjusted, letting her nuzzle close and get comfortable in his embrace, his hands falling on her belly, unable to stop caressing it.

"Can we name it Owen Jr?" He offered while nibbling on her earlobe.

"What if it's a girl?" Claire shook her head.

"I don't see a problem on that. Owen is a very pretty name for a gorgeous little girl, too." He insisted.

"I like Benjamin if it's a boy and Amelia if it's a girl." She offered softy, nosing close into his cheek before they shared a kiss.

She had always wanted to name her kids after an important historical character, give them a name with some meaning, but with Josh they had ended up naming their son after the city he had been conceived in, and now she was hoping maybe her wish would come true.

"We can call one Benjamin, but I want most of them to be Owen Jr." He insisted.

Claire chuckled, adjusting in his arms. She had missed his silliness. "Oh baby, there's not going to be more. This one is it." She let him now, her eyes fixed on his, assuring him she meant it.

He frowned. He knew that look in her face too well.

"So you are calling the hospital and scheduling a vasectomy." She patted his cheek with her hand before kissing him a couple of times.

She looked up and smiled, taking in his face and how he didn't know how to react to that.

"Why do you want to cut my balls off?" He cried, having to move his hands from her belly down and cup his bulge, not liking the sound of her demand.

"I'm done with birth control pills and I don't trust you with condoms." She casually shrugged, letting him know that she had found his precious recalled ones.

Owen gulped lightly, knowing there was no turning back.

"So if you want to have sex ever again, you have to get those boys snipped." She murmured, like it was the most casual thing to say.

"Alright, baby, whatever you say." He sweat while agreeing to her condition.

"Thank you." She smiled lovingly into his lips as if this was something he was volunteering to do.

Claire nuzzled into him and pecked his lips gently a couple of times, moaning and relaxing in his embrace, feeling his lips kissing her forehead and his fingers finding their way back around her belly.

"You are coming back home with us, right?" She murmured, kissing down his neck lovingly.

"Yes. I can go back with you guys and go to work from there." He agreed. It was Friday after all.

"No..." She blushed and shook her head, kissing his lips lovingly. "I mean permanently." She offered, nibbling on her lower lip.

Owen grinned. "You want me to move in with you?" He kissed up her face adoringly.

Claire nodded. "With your family: me, Mason, and this little one." She rubbed the hand he had resting on her belly.

He nodded happily, unable to form words, as he pecked her lips over and over.

"And I guess Molly can come too." She rolled her eyes playfully, feeling how the puppy had jumped into bed with them and was licking their faces.

Owen nodded and held her tighter in his embrace. "I love my family." He sighed contently.

"Your family loves you too."