This is the end...tear I really enjoyed cooking this fic up and writing it and you will be glad to know that Rose Stetson and I have already planned a story that comes right after this called "Dancing Through The Gate." I won't give away too many of the details here, but Nick and Lena will be back for that one as well and we have some VERY interesting things up our sleeves for that one so stay tuned!
Vid Z said: Uh, one question: bazooma bomb- I'm not really knowledgable with dancing, but does that mean that the woman had big breasts that would hit the partner while dancing?
Answer: Actually, the whole "bazooma bomb" thing was something I created out of hearing stories of women whose tops fell down, thus dropping the "bazooma bomb" and showing everyone their...well...bazoomas!
Someone also asked if I do any dancing myself, and I do...I'm not fantastic, but I enjoy it. If anyone wants to see video clips of the Rhumba, Nick Kosovich dancing, or Evander Holyfield dancing the Jive (Yes, the Jive!), you can go to this website (put periods where there are spaces): http/journals rpungin fokti com/dance/entry/wqbkwkdfksd/
Read and review...this is the LAST part!

Jack and Sam made their way quickly into the hospital. Nick was waiting for them at the elevator, relief sufusing across his face. "We thought you guys weren't going to make it!" he joked.

"We've only been expecting this for what, 8 months? No way would we miss this." Sam replied.

It was nowabout 7 and a half months after Ballroom Bootcamp. Sariah and Raddeus had informed everyone a few weeks after the show airedthat they were expecting again and everyone was excited. Nicky was still wondering when his "Uncle Jonathan" and "Aunt Samantha" were going to have a baby too, much to their embarrassment.

The elevator trip took nearly no time at all and they finally arrived just in time to hear Raddeus exclaiming, "It's a boy!"

Jack and Sam grinned while Nick shook his head. "What's up, Nick?" Jack asked.

Nick had that familiar mischevous twinkle in his eye. "Nicky gets to name his new sibling..."

"Oh boy..." Sam said, laughing.

"Oh boy is right...he's been thinking of Grey Pou Pon." Nick replied, snickering.

Jack chuckled. "It would certainly be...original..."

Nick rolled his eyes. "Yes, but the poor child doesn't need something THAT original!"

Raddeus heard their voices out in the hallway and ushered them in. Sariah was tired, but glowing. She held a tiny bundle and the three adults crowded in closer to get a good look at him.

"He's gorgeous." Sam said. The baby boy had the typical thick, black Kosovich hair and the keen, penetrating eyes of Raddeus. He was looking up at them seriously and not crying.

"Typical Kosovich!" Raddeus said. "We never cry when we're born."

Nicky came in with a piece of paper clutched firmly in his small fist. "I've got his name." he announced.

The adults turned to him.

"PLEASE don't let it Grey Pou Pon." Nick muttered. Lena elbowed him in the gut and he grunted while Sam and Jack had a silent laugh.

"His name is Jonathan Charles Kosovich."

Jack closed his eyes and Sam looked at this precocious little boy in wonderment. A soft smile lit Raddeus's face.

"Jonathan Charles Kosovich it is, then."

The baby was passed around so everyone got a chance to hold him. Nicky was very careful and there were tearful smiles that passed between the adults when Nicky gently kissed his baby brother on the forehead.

"Just like what I did with Nick when he was born." Raddeus said fondly, putting an arm around his younger brother. Nick smiled and put his arm around Jack, pulling him into the Kosovich circle.

Finally, it was Jack's turn to hold Jonathan Charles. The baby had his eyes closed but opened them when Sam put him into Jack's arms. "Hello there, Jonathan." Jack whispered.

The baby gazed at him for a long moment...then smiled.