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The High & Low Lights of the Past Month

Editor's Note: Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't been posting, we're in the middle of a move and I just recently got Internet back. However, I can't be without my Simmies for very long, so I played without posting and took (literally) 2,000 pictures. Obviously that's a little much for one post,so I condensed it down into a long train of pictures so you can get the jist of Kira's story from the past month. Thank you all for being patient! ~Candice(:

Kira:

My life has changed pretty much dramatically over the past few weeks, between settling back into Sunset Valley and a few other key events that will be explained as we go on. I've fallen down a couple of times, but I always have to remember my children and pick myself up and brush off the dust. I hope you get all the information I'm about to throw at you, it's a truck load of changes!

My first week back in Sunset Valley, I decided the challenge came first. I checked out my board of available men and found a perfect suitor.

Donnovan Newbie was chosen as a great addition to the challenge father line up with his unique pink skin and hair. (He is the son of the famous Violet Jane Newbie, who recently finished her 101 Baby Challenge with the love of her life, AJ, as the last and most perfect father! My personal congratulations to you Vi!)

The tattoo on my back isn't just a tattoo. I went to have it removed, but the doctors said that it was like a birthmark, completely permanent. I cried for three days. This hideous reminder of a night that I wish I could forget would steam roll me every day of my life.

My Marley triplets aged up to teens! Zeus Jones (Baby 18) and the youngest of the boys has a beautiful creamy complexion and dazzling chocolate brown eyes.

Lance Jones (Baby16) is a little bit of both Bob Marley and myself. He's the oldest boy.

And Neil Jones, the middle man of the triplets (Baby 17) is a complete copy of Bob, right down to the dred locks!

We all know what this means... Baby 19 was on it's way!

I decided to go for a spring makeover. Sexy Momma! ;)

I also decided to travel though time. I don't think I'll be doing that again, it was quite nerve racking.

And then Zeus thought of the brilliant idea to jump in and nearly give his mother a heart attack!

But he came out with a positive moodlet, even though arrows also followed him through the door and made a mess of my work room! He cleaned it up though, so I wasn't too angry at him. I forbade the boys from time traveling, however. It was too dangerous! 

My little baby bump started to show.

And Neil was still a little different. At least he wasn't yelling at walls anymore...

The boys enjoyed the hot tub, and laughed and called through the window at me, teasing me because I wanted to join them but I couldn't because of the baby. Silly boys!

Jackie (Baby 7) came over and told me the gender of the two babies I was carrying.

"Both girls!" She laughed as I stared, dumbfounded at the news of twins.

And the girls were delivered soon after Jackie's visit. I would have been excited except for when I got back to the place where my house SHOULD have been, it was completely destroyed. I was so grateful that the boys were out at a concert that night, otherwise I don't think I could have lived with myself. The house was complete ash, right down to the basement. Everything was gone. I just sat on the ground with the girls, who were sleeping snugly in their bassinet. I didn't know what I was going to do. Officer Cupp brought the boys home for me by my request, and told me that my parents house was still vacant and we could stay there if I chose to. I agreed, not that I wanted to go live at my parents empty old house, but it was the only place where my children could live in comfort. I loved the big brown house growing up, I loved my parents and my life as a child. I haven't been back to the house since my parents passed away though, I couldn't bear it. But now I would have to, for the challenge, for the children, and for my family's well being.

The boys were not happy with the switch, only Zeus seemed to be optimistic. Neil and Lance carried the twins as I went and unlocked the front door.

I was taken aback by the flood of memories that enveloped me when I walked through the door. The interior was changed in appearance, but only slightly. It still smelled the same, cinnamon, flour, wine, and that distinct smell of metal that my dad always had when he came upstairs from welding. It felt like home, but I refused to stay here longer than necessary.

The boys and I had a discussion about the temporary situation of the house, while babies 19 and 20, Astrid Jones and Agnes Jones, gurgled and fidgeted in their older brothers' arms.

The next morning I went and took this picture of the old house. I planted the two cherry blossom trees with my dad when I was eleven. Those were my moms favorite trees.

Zeus and I loved the girls very much, even though we were in the middle of a traumatic time and they had to stay in their cribs for most of their baby lives.

Baby 19 Astrid Jones as a toddler! She looks exactly like her dad!

Baby 20 Agnes Jones looks more like me, but with her fathers skin tone. She's a little camera shy.

The boys aged up as well and were off to discover the world on their own for the first time! (P.S. Sorry for no pictures of them as YA, but I assure you that they look exactly the same!)

Agnes and Astrid both learned how to walk and talk!

I decided to go out and check out the newest night club "The Ritzy-Mitzy" and see if any potential fathers liked to hang out there.

I didn't find anyone who would work in my challenge, but the drinks were amazing! The atmosphere in the club was fun and funky and I really enjoyed the company of the people at the newest bar in Sunset Valley.

Astrid and Agnes were pretty much identical as toddlers, but not as close and Avi and Tati were.

And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, the reason my whole challenge is changed forever.

Meet Bleu Barray, my best guy friend in junior high and high school. He went off to some fancy Investigator training school in Twinbrook after we graduated, and I never got a hold of him since then. Now, I know I had a few boyfriends in high school, and they were nothing serious, but I always had a... "thing" for Bleu, although he never knew about it because I wouldn't want to ruin our perfect friendship. Now that we knew basically nothing about each other, except the stuff that was from our teen lives, I was a little worried that I wouldn't like him the same. I thought about him from time to time, and even looked for his name on Facebook Search. Nothing came up.

   

But once I laid eyes on him, all my high school dreams about him came back in full color. After I basically attacked him with hugs and started blubbering and pouring my heart out to him, I told him everything about the feelings I had for him (and after seeing him, still did), the challenge, my kids, the reason behind the challenge, the strange throbbing scar on my back, moving all over the place, and everything that happened with my other challenge mother friends.

He never said anything. But he watched me like everything I was saying was vitally important, but I doubted he understood everything. Talking to him was as easy and wonderful as taking a big breath of air at the beach after winter. Bleu just stood there and held my hands, watching me with his emerald green eyes, and then he smiled. When he smiled my heart stopped.

"You haven't changed, girl. You're still as crazy and beautiful as I remember."

My face turned the color of cherry tomatoes  and I looked down at his hands which were surprisingly cold now that I was paying attention.

I guess you know what happened next...

We got up the next morning and enjoyed the hot tub, and he told me he would always be here for me, however he was needed. Whether that was a friend, or a brother figure, or something more, he would care for me.

"I never forgot you, Kira. And then when my sister Asia called me and told me about your challenge, I knew I had to come back. Hearing the judgement in my sister's voice, I knew you would need support, even though you have always been strong, and a little stubborn," he laughed and his eyes lit up. Every conversation that we had that night all summed up to him not leaving, even though he never said it directly. Everything was just a jumble of emotions, a hectic and ever changing roller coaster of rights and rules.

When it was a little past seven in the morning, I remembered his job. He subtly reminded me that he had to get going or the police chief was going to freak out, so I went against everything I wanted and let him go. After spending the whole night with him, I knew I wouldn't be able to go for very long without him again. Everything changed so suddenly, I'm not sure I could clearly remember it all. But there were a few things that stood out more than the rest.

 Watching him snuggle and take care of Astrid and Agnes when they both woke up in the middle of the night and started simultaneously screaming in their cribs, and listening to him coo them back to their unconscious dream land, comforted me in a way that nothing could besides my father doing the same to me when I was young. Feeling his cool skin and seeing the way his muscles flexed as he held me was just right. My skin felt like it sparkled under his touch, he smelled wonderful. Not like a cologne, but like soap and himself. It was an intoxicating scent. The way he walked, it was so graceful, but not in an unsettling sort of way. He was so confident, never thinking twice, just going with his gut. Bleu had always been like that. He was the little rebel in our high school group. He always threw the best parties, planned the best outings, and if he willed things to go right, they would. It's like he could challenge fate, and it would crumble under his optimism.

Being with him made everything worth it, even the immediate morning sickness and urgency to change into my new maternity clothes. Everything was the same to the outside world, but I viewed the outside world with new eyes. He promised he would be back soon, and I believed him. I didn't tell him that maybe that was a bad idea, or I couldn't let myself become attached because I knew it wasn't a bad idea, and I was already six feet under when it came to being attached to him, so I figured, 'What the hell? I might as well be a little more daring,' and that thought stopped me cold. I felt a genuine amount of fear as I recollected on the events that surrounded me.

Now, I could tell you all the stories about ruthless men who used the mothers in the challenge to their own expense, trying to crush their dreams under the weight of their unfaithful love. Then there were happier stories like the ones of Della Wriner and Violet Jane Newbie, who had their ups and downs with men, but finally met the loves of their lives at the ends of their challenges. I knew women like Elizabeth Reting, who started her challenge with her Daniel. But in the middle of a challenge? Has that ever happened? Could I be the first to break my own rules? I pondered these decisions for over an hour and finally came to one conclusion...

If I was going to break the rules with Bleu, I didn't give a damn. They were my rules and I could change them if I wanted to. I guess even then, subconsciously, I knew that Bleu wanted me to make an exception for him, although he would never push it, never suggest it. But I did.

I went through the rest of the week plotting my decision to ask Bleu about what he thought we should do if we both had mutual feelings for each other. Astrid and Agnes grew to children, becoming spunky sisters with all the right attitudes. I hadn't really planned on what to tell them if Bleu decided that he was going to be around more. The girls would know that obviously he wasn't their father and I would not try to persuade them to view him as their father otherwise. I knew he wouldn't mind. I found it funny how one night changed my whole outtake on the situation at hand.

This early stage of pregnancy made me very lethargic this time around. I hoped it would go away when I finally started to see the signs of pregnancy.

But even after my baby bump was showing, I still felt like passing out every where, which was a bit of an inconvenience, so I decided to see Jackie about it.

I went and had dinner at the corner bistro while I waited for Jackie to open up an appointment for me. She called and I arrived in my formal wear, which she laughed at when I hobbled in in my high heels. I would have to rethink my clothing choices while pregnant.

Jackie had me lie down on the papered table/bed thing and took out ultrasound equipment. The goo she spread around on my belly was cold and I jumped slightly. She laughed again. I had never had an ultrasound before, it was quite an amazing experience.

"Well Mom," Jackie's eyebrows rose as she looked at the fuzzy picture on the screen, "You have quite a full tummy! Want to know what's going on in there?" She glanced at me and I nodded.

"Triplets. Boys. But it's harder for me to be certain since their embryotic casing is quite thick. It's all very... Breaking Dawn when it comes to Vampire babies" She laughed.

I smiled and then stopped. Wait... Vampire babies? But, Bleu was a regular Sim. He wasn't a Vampire! I was sure of it! Sure, his skin was a few degrees cooler than mine, and I just said I wouldn't forget his graceful lope, but it wasn't that graceful. Not as fluent as Tatianna's walk or her sister Kaysi's.

"You look a little confused there, Ma. What did you say your symptoms were again?" Jackie produced a pen and a clipboard and scribbled something down.

"Um..." I paused, considering. "Lethargy and thirst. The signs of pregnancy were pretty immediate as well, only a few hours after and I started to have morning sickness. And I don't know if recklessness counts as a symptom but I've been making some pretty life changing decisions as of late," I sort of giggled at that.

Jackie grinned, "You've always been one for split-second decisions, Ma. That's just a symptom of your life. But as for the other things, those are signs of what I like to call "Vampire Rise" babies. It's not a medical term, obviously, but the father of these little boys might have been recently bitten by a Vampire, so the venom was taking over his DNA and implanted into these babies. They should come out as full fledged Vampires, but your symptoms will remain until the duration of the pregnancy. These symptoms only appeared because of the 3 to 1 Vampire DNA ratio. You are full Sim, which means you have two strands in every DNA set that make you a Sim. Papa Bear Sim," Jackie rubbed my belly so I would know that "Papa Bear" referred to Bleu, "Was half Sim, half Vampire when these little monsters were conceived," she smiled again in a joking way and patted my hand. For Jackie, being a Vampire made her ridiculously well informed about every medical condition ever encountered by Sim and then her own theories. She gave me a special diet menu to take care of some of the symptoms and told me to call her if anything changed.

I drove home slowly and considered the option to call Bleu and ask him what the heck was going on. I decided I would when I got home so I hit the gas and sped towards home.

I didn't need to call Bleu, he was already standing on my front porch reaching for the doorbell when I turned onto my driveway. There he was in all of his Vampire-ness, luminous, hard skin; shining, deep, now viridian (instead of his normal emerald green) colored eyes, and the muscles showing through his button down shirt seemed attractively more defined.

"I'm sorry," he said, staring into my eyes.

"Let's talk before you apologize for anything," I retorted, turning for the house and unlocking the front door.

As we walked in, I couldn't help noticing his skin and how it was a beautiful, pearly cream hue under the lighting of the house. Outside, it was dusk, so he was only faintly shining. Vampirism suited him well, and I couldn't deny it. But I wanted to know why he didn't tell me.

"So you have a little explaining to do," I confronted him in the entry way, afraid to go upstairs to talk and wake the girls. "I go to the doctor's office today and they tell me I'm carrying Vampire triplets? And then I'm laying on those little brown beds covered in ridiculously loud, crinkly paper with ultrasound goo all over my stomach and they tell me that you're probably a Vampire right now and I freaked out. Legitimately flipped. I've known you for all these years and you can't tell me-" I broke off when he pushed his index finger softly against my lips.

"Kira, I am really sorry about this whole Vampire thing. I should have told you that night before anything happened, but I got so caught up from being in this house again and seeing you and holding the babies that you gave birth to and I just felt like they should have been mine, not just some guy's who's never going to be around for them," he stopped and looked down at the floor, twisting his hands together in front of him.

"Those are the rules, Bleu. The fathers aren't supposed to be around. I don't need tons of men at my house every day demanding to see their children. They knew what they were getting into. I knew what I was getting into. At least I did until up about a week ago and you show up in all your amazing charm and glowing aura and tell me almost everything I've been wanting to hear from you since that first day in Spanish class. Now I can't stop thinking about you, and I know I'm putting my whole challenge at risk and I can't bring myself to really care if I make an exception for you. Now I'm scared..." I sucked in a breath and held it, willing my eyes to stop stinging and clenched my hands into fists. I would not cry in front of him. I refused to.

He pulled my fingers out of my palms and lifted my chin up to look at him, then ran his hand down the side of my neck and off my shoulder.

"Everything will be fine, Kira. It will be perfect. I can feel it. All you have to do it believe me, and we can make it work. I'll be whoever you want me to be. You can put a collar on me and call me Nana and build a dog house for me out back and I will take care of the kids for you whenever you go out," He smiled and I giggled at his reference to Peter Pan, which is my all time favorite kids movie.

"Just because I'm deathly allergic to the sun now doesn't mean I'm any different. Ok, maybe I have a different diet too, but that's nothing big." Bleu took my hands in his and whispered, "I'm not leaving you again unless you ask me to, Kira."

I smiled wistfully at the idea. There was no way I was going to ask him to leave. I've never had a problem with Vampires themselves, let alone their diets. I dropped his hands, and before his confused expression could completely take over his face, I threw my arms up around his neck and pushed my extended body into his. He laughed and drew his hands up to the small of my back and squeezed gently. "Triplets?" He asked in a whisper as his hands unfolded and traced my hips around to my belly.

"Yup," I laughed, "They think they're all boys, but it's not 100%..." I looked at him as he patted my baby bump. His eyes were sparkling and a drop-dead gorgeous smile stretched across his face.

"Will you let me see them?" Bleu asked in a distracted tone.

I stepped back. This was the moment I was waiting for. He glanced up at me, still frozen with his hands out in front of him. It looked a little silly so I laughed at him and he straightened up.

"I was..." I stuttered and blushed.

"Cream and roses." Bleu whispered so low I didn't think it was to me and touched my cheek.

"Move in with me, Bleu. Please!" I blurted out without thinking. My face flushed again and he dropped his hand back down to my stomach.

"Are you sure?" He asked quietly.

And that was it. I kissed him and everything was sealed. He called his sister Asia, who is the oldest out of all 6 of Bleu's siblings and told her he was moving out. I went to change into something more suitable for a pregnant woman (no more high heels for me!).

"Sooo, I just told my sister. And she asked you to do something for her if you're going to let me stay here..." Bleu approached the new subject awkwardly.

"What is it?" I asked, a little confused.

"Well, she reads your blog, and she sees all the clothes you wear... She wants you to give me a makeover because I won't let her give me one," I'm pretty sure if he could have blushed, he would have been right now.

I burst out laughing. "Sounds like fun! Let's go!" 

We discussed everything from hair cuts to shoe laces... I actually really enjoyed myself!

And after an hour of buffing, cutting, and shaving, this is my new and improved Bleu!

"Do you like it!?" I squeaked when I was done. He stood there with a sullen expression for a long while.

"Eh, it's alright," He turned and winked at me, running his fingers through his freshly cut hair. We went to bed that night and I was totally at ease. Bleu had helped me check on the girls and look through their homework to make sure it was completed, which it was. I was so proud of them.

The next morning I caught this photo of Bleu checking himself out. He likes the makeover more than he's willing to admit!

"You're still comfortable with me here, right?" He asked the next morning.

I grinned, "Not much has changed in one night, ask me in a week when the boys are here!"

He smiled at my joke and pulled me into his arms.

"I'm so lucky I found you, again. You're like my four leaf clover," he smiled and it danced up into his eyes like the light from a flame. So that's what he called me from that point on, I was his Clover, a 'pot full of luck, with the rainbow, of course' as he had put it. I laughed at him and called him a cheese-poof, but in all honesty I loved it. I was lucky to have him, he was lucky to find me, and we were lucky to be together.

He was a little dorky sometimes though... :)

I mentioned he is an Investigator right? Duh, he went to school for it and everything. Well Bleu can handle anything, and be calm, cool, and collected in any situation...

Well, almost any situation. He flipped when I told him my water broke, as you can see.

Hours of labor and listening to Bleu tell me over and over how sorry he is for putting me through all this pain when my faced turned purple from the contractions, I finally told him to shut up and just let me hold his hand. I was used to labor, but triplets were always a challenge. Usually people got C-Sections, but I would rather not deal with the 3 day recovery process, so I just got extra pain killers and muscled through it.

At 5 in the morning Bleu and I walked through the door with our three newest members of the family. Welcome to the world Samuel Jones: Baby 21

Eric Jones: Baby 22

and Will Jones: Baby 23!

The next day Bleu went to visit his sister Asia and get the rest of his stuff from the house.

"Hot makeover, baby brother," she laughed, "I guess Kira isn't so bad after all."

I prepared Hamburgers for the girls, I hadn't spent much time with them since the whole fiasco with Bleu happened, but now everything was better and the relationships in the house were strong.

We discussed new house plans, and maybe even blueprints for my parents house, but I couldn't think about destroying part of my parents house that was made especially for them. Sure I had made some changes for my children, but I hadn't gone so far as to knock out walls or even paint them. We quickly set those thoughts aside and settled on saving money for buying a new house.

I hadn't gotten anything mysterious in the mail, or any more freak accidents like my house burning down, so I became a lot more relaxed. I took up painting, which I would need a lot of practice with if I ever wanted to get any good, and continued to play my guitar like in the beginning of my challenge.

"Bleu," Agnes approached Bleu during breakfast one day, looking a little stressed.

"What's up, girlie?" Bleu smiled at her encouragingly. He was always so sweet to the girls, and basically everyone around him as well. He made Glenda the Good Witch of Oz look like an evil dictator sometimes.

"Why are you here, but my father isn't? Doesn't my father love Astrid and I? You are around for Sam, Eric, and Will, and you love them, so doesn't that mean that my father doesn't love me since he's never around?"

"Don't think that for one second, Agnes," Bleu said sternly, but in a loving way. "Your father is just a challenge participant, and he hasn't met you, so he can't know if he loves you or not. But I know your father's mother and she is a very compassionate woman, and she would never raise a man who could hate anyone. Your mother loves you, and Astrid, and all of your other brothers and sisters more than she loves air. And I love you because you are a very amazing little girl and you will do very amazing things when you are older. You are getting so much love that other girls at school will be jealous if you told them," he smiled sweetly at her and she danced over to him and jumped into his lap to give him a hug.

"I love you too, Bleu. You are the World's Best Almost Dad!" He chuckled and his eyes sparkled like they always did when he was overcome with happiness, and squeezed Agnes in a bear hug.

When we saw the girls off to school, I turned to Bleu and hugged him. "Thank you for being there for Agnes," I whispered.

"You know I love them, Clover. Anyone could. Her father just wasn't lucky enough to get the chance to love her. That's what he gets for being in the challenge.But it isn't his fault, none of them know what they are missing." He kissed me on the head and said goodbye before he went off to work.

So time went on and things became more in tune. Bleu spent most of his evenings on the computer writing reports and hacking computers for extra cash. I sold paintings and played my guitar so we could save up for what ever house plans we had. The boys grew up as well, and Bleu and I loved every single child in the house more and more each day.

Samuel Jones.

Will Jones.

Eric Jones.

Bleu told me one day that he was considering changing back to a Sim until he could finish working. His boss said he needed to solve 35 cases and reach Level 10 of his career before he could retire, if he wished to do so.

"I told him if I completed that, then I would do some low level police work, and maybe a few cases here and there to balance it out, but I would be more involved with you and the children. Except I can't solve cases during the day. Stakeouts are a pain, and there isn't enough time in the night to solve the cases I've been getting lately."

I laughed and teased him, saying that it was short lived, but he told me that he would change back if that's what he wanted when the time came. "Anything that gives me more time with you will be fine with me," I smiled and kissed him on the cheek as I walked past him to the blender.

Will and Eric were always patient and quiet, but Sam decided that the best way to get things was to cry. I have to admit it did get a little annoying, but Bleu mostly handled Sam's fits, which I was grateful for.

Bleu was a natural at parenting, I was almost jealous, except the boys asked for me more than him, so I think that's what made it alright.

The girls studied as hard as ever....

And on Sundays we all had family time at one point in the day.

I enjoyed family time with Bleu the most though. ;)

The girls aged up...

and Bleu and I did something that would change everything about my challenge, forever.

I bet you can guess what that was now.

Bleu kept working and spending time with the boys, teaching them the basics and making money for the family.

I woke up one night and felt a little nudge in my lower abdomen. I went over and pushed on Bleu gently to wake him up.

"I'm pregnant," I said as soon as his eyes opened. He sat up in bed with the blanket still over his lap.

"Well, what does this mean we are going to do?" He asked seriously.

I had had a lot of time to think about what was going to happen.

"I need to finish the challenge. I don't care if I have all the rest of my children with you or with other men but I have to finish. I can't let my friends down, and I can't let myself down. I just broke some of my own rules, but they can be remedied," I sucked in a big breath again.

Bleu got out of bed and pulled me to him, "I will still be with you no matter what choices you make. I know nothing is making a whole lot of sense right now and I'm sorry that I complicated things, but whether the rest of the babies are from me, or from other men, or both, I will love them all the same. You are my girl, Clover. You mean more to me than ever before or any one else. Do what you think is right," He finished and then pressed his cold lips to my forehead and held them there.

And I cried. I cried because he was so perfect, so understanding. I cried because I didn't deserve him, especially during the challenge. I cried because he wanted me, no matter what I was doing to complete the challenge. I cried because I was happy.

Oh, by the way, here's Agnes and Astrid as Teens!

Astrid came home from a school opportunity and told me she saw Bleu walking into the Science Facility a few days after I found out I was pregnant. I figured it was about his Vampire situation, but I wasn't sure. But when he came home he went straight up to the bedroom and I found the bottle of Vampirism-Be-Gone sitting on the dresser. I wondered to myself when he was planning to make the change.

Jackie was out on Vacation with Jacen, her husband, so I called my friend Jamie Jolina up to ask her about the gender of the baby.

"I'm pretty positive it's a boy, and he's a Vampire, that's for sure!" Jamie laughed. I thanked her and called Bleu later that night.

He rushed home and bent over my stomach when he saw me. "Another boy? You're going to be outnumbered when the twins grow up!" Bleu laughed as he patted my stomach. 

He took me out to the club the next night to go dancing...

And, as fate would have it, my water broke right there on the dance floor. I rushed to the hospital as Bleu apologized to the manager. She just laughed and said "It's Kira Jones, we can't be mad about that!" 

A short while later I arrived out of the hospital with Bleu and our newest baby bundle. Welcome to the world Griffin Jones (Baby 24)!

Bleu was holding and playing with all of the boys the night after Griffin was born, and hugged Astrid and Agnes and kissed them on the top of their heads in a very fatherly way. I wondered what was going on.

"Bleu? Is something wrong?" I asked when he came around the corner into the living room.

"No, Clover, everything is fine. But I'm going to be making my transformation tonight. I can't deal with not being able to go out in the day and not being here with you and the kids at night, so until my job is done, I'm going to be a normal Sim," He smiled at me and crossed the room. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my neck and then up to my ear.

"But there is one thing I would like to do first, if it's ok with you," he whispered.

"Anything," I sighed back, completely drowsy from his touch.

He pulled away from my ear and said "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." I believed him as much as I would any other time and he sunk his fangs into my neck.

It didn't hurt, it just kind of jolted me. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt the pull of my blood out of my body. The sensation wasn't unpleasant, and I knew that this would make his transformation all the more worth while. When he was done he dropped his head down onto my shoulder and sighed.

"You taste even better than you smell, Clover. I love you."

Hearing those three words from him made nothing else in the world matter. I beamed and I felt my face light up, the words spilling out of me like water from a floodgate.

"I love you too! Like no one has ever loved anyone before, I didn't want to believe it at first, but I couldn't deny it forever and-" He shoved his lips playfully into mine and laughed when I threw my arms around his neck and twisted my fingers into his hair, pulling myself closer to him.

"You are so irresistible, my Clover. But I can't put this off any longer. Will you take Griffin out of our room for the time being?" I nodded and he knocked my legs out from under me with his arm, and caught my torso as I gasped. He bolted up the stairs into our room so I could grab the baby, and he could transform.

"Come on my sweet pea, let's go make you a bottle," I crooned to baby Griffin as he smiled toothlessly back up at me.

Bleu changed back to a Sim!

Kids play time :)

It felt different, having Bleu hold me after he changed back. He was still cold, but not as much as before. It was nice. He still smelled the same, just not as potent. And as for his personality, he was the same as he's always been.

He attempted to make waffles once...

And we both decided it was better if I cooked, since I had been making food all of my life, and his cooking expertise was probably ranged from Easy Mac to Ramen Noodles in college.

Astrid and Agnes aged up into Young Adults! Agnes wanted to become a stylist, while Astrid moved to Bridgeport to become an actress. I was so proud of them!

Bleu took me out for a movie and dinner at the corner bistro. It was very romantic.

Griffin aged up to a toddler with pitch black hair and his father's viridian colored eyes. He was quite the little charmer!

And the boys aged up as well! They all enjoyed spending time together.

(From left to right, Will, Eric, and Sam)

Bleu came up to me for yet another important conversation...

And it ended up to be him asking me to be his girlfriend if nothing else. I said yes!

:)

I found out my baby Agnes was pregnant! I was so happy for her and her husband!

And then I got pregnant... again. I know, I know, I can't keep my hands off Bleu. I'm sorry, ok!

I got back to gardening, my lot was looking a little neglected!

All my boys! (Minus Griffin. He was in his high chair enjoying his blended up stir fry!)

Annnd I went into Labor, again.

Momma Jones, what's in the basket, you ask? Well I guess you'll just have to wait and see! ;)

Bleu received a certificate and medal for being an awesome Investigator. I'm not sure why he bowed, he's still a little dorky.

And I met my newest granddaughter Layla! I also got to see Astrid again, she moved back from Bridgeport and moved in with Agnes and her husband.

And that's all folks! Sorry for holding out of you all for SO long, and this post has a lot of info, but please bear with me! Soon I will have Internet all the time and Candice can edit all of my new and exciting posts! Please support the Jones Family!

<3 Kira

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