A/N: So here's the first part of the sequel to Accidental. I want to thank everyone who reviewed and left me such positive feedback and constructive criticism. As you might have seen, that was the first fanfic I've posted in over 3 years.

I don't own it, you know that, I know that. Although I have stood on the same spot in Plesant Grove, Utah where they filmed a scene with Greg in it. I saw the episode with it in last week and I got so excited I almost fell off the couch.

Anyway, here goes nothing.

Chapter One

Ephram POV

I almost laughed when I pushed open the door. What I saw was so familiar, I almost though I was back in last year. Madison and Delia were sitting on the couch watching TV. But if it were last year there would have been some differences. We would have been at Dad's house, and there wouldn't have been a baby monitor on the coffee table.

I ditched my backpack and headed over to the couch. Delia looked up at me.

"Hey, Deels. How's it going?" I sat down next to her.

"Madison and I are gonna go make cookies in a minute. Dad brought me over so I could see Mac, but she's asleep."

I wanted to shake Delia as soon as she said it. And sure enough, we'd been jinxed. A loud wail sounded through the baby monitor. Madison started to push herself up from the couch, but she looked a little pale and shaky.

"I'll get it," I said.

"No. Let me. You seem to do everything around here at the moment. I haven't been up in the night once since I've been home."

"Madison, you've only been home a week. C'mon, you stay here and watch TV. I'll go check on Mackenzie. I haven't seen her all day."

"Fine. Far be it for me to prevent you dealing with a cranky 10 week old."

I headed downstairs to the basement, which held what was almost a mini- apartment, with a bathroom, a common area with a microwave and a refrigerator, mine and Madison's bedrooms and the nursery. This was Grandpa's way of making sure he still got enough sleep. Mackenzie was still screaming in her crib, but she calmed down a little when I picked her up.

"Hey, Mac. You're cranky, huh?" I could easily tell why, I could smell her diaper across the room. "Let's get you changed. You'll feel better then." In the two month's she'd been home, I'd become a pro at the fast diaper change. I hardly ever gagged at the smell any more.

Once Mac was clean and dry, I changed her into another one of the million and one outfits she had, after Madison's parents had gone a little insane at Christmas. I checked the time and saw that she was due for a feed. I heated a bottle in the microwave but then I started to feel a little bad for Madison.

She'd had to stay in hospital for more than two months and she'd already missed so much with Mac. She was still to sick to do much but sit and read or watch television, and even that left her so tired she couldn't get up to take care of Mac in the night.

I grabbed the bottle, and headed back upstairs where Madison and Delia were now in the kitchen. Madison was sitting at the table while Delia was arranging cookie dough on a tray.

"She's hungry. I thought you might want to feed her." I handed Mac over to her mom and let Madison get comfortable before I handed the bottle to her.

Madison POV

Ephram handed me the bottle and I got Mackenzie to feed pretty easily. She was turning out to a pretty happy baby, and not all that fussy. I guess though, because I was only handling the day shift, I didn't have the 3am frustration when she wouldn't go back to sleep. It wasn't that I didn't want to do everything though, I just couldn't yet. That was the most frustrating part. Then somewhere along the way, Ephram became Superdad, and I wasn't needed.

Mackenzie was only about halfway through her bottle, but I could tell she was starting to fall asleep again. I tried to nudge her back into eating by stroking her cheek, but Mac just pushed my fingers away with her little hands. I really wanted her to finish the feed, so I tried again, but this time she just started to cry. I tried to calm her down a little, but she just kept crying.

I set the bottle down, and put her up to my shoulder. "Hey, c'mon. It's ok, baby. Shh, now." I tried to bounce her a little, like I'd seen Ephram do, but it didn't work. Mackenzie didn't calm down; she just vomited what she'd just eaten on to my sweater.

Delia noticed instantly what had happened. "Ew. Ephram," she yelled. "Mac just threw up on Madison."

Ephram instantly appeared in the kitchen, and held out his arms. "You go clean up, Madison. I'll take Mac."

"I'm fine," I snapped at him. "Just hand me a towel." I switched Mac about in my arms and managed to get my sweater off one handed leaving me in just the tank top I had on underneath. "She just needs to take the rest of the bottle."

"It's ok. I don't mind."

"I'm fine Ephram. Just put my sweater in the laundry." I switched my attention to my daughter, who was just starting to calm down. "It's ok, baby. Mommy's here." I managed to get her settled and she was just finishing the bottle when the oven alarm rang, telling us Delia's cookies were done.

Ephram, who was sitting opposite me at the kitchen table looked up from his homework. "You help Delia with this. I'll go take Mac downstairs and do some homework. She should stay pretty quiet." Then without waiting for my reply he took her from me, and walked out the room.

I didn't have a choice, so I just helped Delia. At least, I told myself, with Delia I knew what I was doing. It just felt more and more obvious that I couldn't handle Mackenzie. I really was trying, but everything I did seemed to be wrong. I couldn't even feed her without Ephram's help. I was supposed to be the adult, the one who could handle all of this. Instead, my 17-year-old ex-boyfriend seemed to be 20 times the parent I was.

Then, 20 minutes later, just as the cookies were cooling, to make things even better, Amy arrived. Ephram had heard the doorbell, so he was instantly there. To improve my mood just a little bit more, Ephram handed Mac over to Amy, and Mac seemed thrilled with it. She was too small to smile or anything, but she curled up into Amy's chest. Something she'd never done with me.

There was this perfect little family unit sitting on the couch, and I wasn't part of it. When Ephram leaned over to kiss Amy, I just grabbed a couple of cookies and headed downstairs to my room. I didn't want to watch this.

Amy POV

Ephram opened the door to me with Mackenzie in his arms. He smiled that kind of crooked smile of his and kissed me on the cheek. He offered Mackenzie to me and I held out my arms to take her. She instantly curled herself into my body, and stared at me. I was a little freaked out at first, but Ephram just smiled at me again.

We sat down on the couch and Ephram leaned in to kiss me properly. As he pulled away I saw Madison heading down stairs. I was about to say hi, but she pulled the door to the basement shut behind her.

Since she'd been here, I'd kind of got the feeling that all Madison wanted to do was avoid me. I guess in a way that was understandable. I was Ephram's girlfriend now, and it was a little awkward. I mean, I didn't exactly have a burning desire to be her new best friend or anything, I just wanted to be able to say hi to her.

Mackenzie was starting to squirm around in my arms a little. I looked at Ephram questioning; he just rolled his eyes at me.

"I'll take her." I handed her back to Ephram and he leaned back so he was almost lying on the couch. He laid Mackenzie on his chest. They looked so cute together.

"So I was thinking... I mean if you can..." I stopped and started again. "It's our 8 month anniversary this weekend. I wanted to know if you want to do something. I was thinking we could go to Denver for the day. Just, I don't know, look around or shop or something. Then go out for dinner in the evening." I pushed myself up to look at him properly. "We can even stay the night if you want." I did my best to smile alluringly. "My mom's cousin has a house in Denver. She said I can use it if I want."

Ephram didn't really react. I thought I saw a flicker of something in his eyes, but maybe I imagined it. He pushed himself back into a sitting position with one hand, holding onto the baby with the other. "Uhh, I'm not sure. I mean I want to spend the day with you." He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. "It's just, maybe we could stay closer to home, you know? I can't stay the night; I have Mac to look after."

I rolled my eyes. I didn't mean to, but it just happened. "It's just one night. And Madison's home now. I'm sure she wouldn't mind handling one night on her own. I mean, you've been doing it for 2 months on your own."

"I can't Amy." Ephram got up from the couch. "Madison's still sick. She can't handle it on her own. She needs the sleep."

"Ephram, she's ok. They let her out of hospital a week ago. They wouldn't have done that if she wasn't."

"I can't." Ephram looked down at Mackenzie, avoiding my gaze.

"Fine, whatever, I get it. I'll think of something to do here." Ephram was still looking down at his daughter. "Hey, look at me Ephram. I don't want to fight with you over this. I'm just going to go home." I got up from the couch and kissed him on the cheek. I started to walk to the door.

"Amy," he called. I turned to look at him. "I'm sorry. I know this isn't exactly easy for you. I just don't know what else to do."

I half-smiled back at him and left. He was right. It wasn't exactly easy for me. I guess it was harder for him though. I just felt, I don't know, that I was becoming less and less important. I know that sounds incredibly selfish, but I really couldn't help how I felt.

Ephram POV

I tried to be mad at Amy for what she said, but I couldn't. I guess I just felt to guilty. Eight months that weekend meant I'd been with Amy twice as long as I'd been with Madison. It also meant I was a total asshole. It had been two months since I realized I was still in love with Madison, and nothing had changed. I was still with Amy and to be totally honest I was glad. Does that make me a horrible person?

It was never that I didn't have feelings for Amy. God knows, I was kind of obsessed with her for long enough. Then came Madison and a broken heart, and then I got the chance to finally be with Amy. I don't think I ever really got over Madison. I just tried to forget her and let Amy back in, and it worked. I felt human and happy, which for me is kind of a rare thing.

Then after Mac was born things just got so complicated again. I couldn't pretend Madison never existed anymore. I had living, breathing proof of how I had felt about her. And then I figured out I still had all of those feelings. As well as all my feelings for Amy. I wrote all these letters to Madison while she was in hospital, and they kind of helped me sort out my feelings about things. Then I realized that even though all I wanted was to have Madison back, I knew it could never happen. So I burned the letters I wrote and just tried to be happy with what I had.

She ended up in hospital for a month longer than they thought because she got some kind of heart infection. She was doing so much better, but then she was right back in critical condition. The doctors thought she might go into heart failure. I couldn't face the thought of loosing her, and seeing her like that just hurt so much. I just knew how much I loved her.

But then while all this was happening, Amy was an angel. She understood how hard all of this was for me. She drove me up and back to Boulder to the hospital, and she even looked after Mac while I sat in the ICU. And I realized that I loved Amy too. A different kind of love, maybe, but love all the same.

"I guess Daddy's screwed, huh?" I whispered to Mac.

A/N: Mwahahaha. So Ephram burned the letters he wrote. Bet you didn't see that coming.