Years had passed since Nick and Journey's marriage. Five to be exact, They had married a year after Zoe was born, making her six years old.
Nick and Journey had another child after Zoe, a year after they were married actually. A little boy, who was theirs, who was made by them, and whom they named Zachary Brian.
Nick sat with his six-year-old daughter and his four-year-old son watching another boring show of blue's clues.
"Honey! What do you want for lunch!" Journey called from the kitchen.
"What do you guys want?" Nick asked the kids.
"I want pizza." Zachary smiled.
"I want tacos." Zoe smiled.
"Tacos and pizza!" Nick called.
Journey poked her head in the living room. "Sorry we are all out so everyone to the table time for sandwiches."
Nick laughed and helped the kids to the table. Nick kissed Journey and pulled her aside. "I want another baby..." He whispered into her ear, she smiled
"Maybe."
"Mommy! Daddy! Look at what Zoe is doing!" Zachary screamed.
Nick and Journey looked at the little girl, she had the salt and pepper floating above her head...
"No Zoe! Don't do that!" Journey grabbed the shakers out of the air and set them hard on the table. "Zoe, you must never do that again." She said hugging the young girl.
"Time to get packing?" Nick suggested. They still hadn't moved from the Tampa home they started out in.
"Yes definitely." Journey helped Zac out of his booster seat. "Go play with you sister honey."
Journey and Nick stood
in the living room. "Well where too?" Nick asked sighing
and leaning up against
the wall.
"Oregon is a small country state?" Journey suggested.
"I'll book a flight for the end of the week and go house hunting." He hugged her.
"I don't want to move." She whimpered.
"I know, but we have
too."
.
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