Hello and welcome to section 4 of my Caliente story. At the end of the last section Dina had given birth to a baby - Pandolf. Please go back and read the previous sections if you haven't already, or just continue from here. :)
This chapter mainly focuses on the twins Roger and Camille, so here they are looking all cute and happy.

Camille: "Hey Roger these bubbles are like way cooool."

Roger: "Yeah. Well, they do their job in giving me enough fun to do my homework."

Camille: "That is soooo not the point. I'm floating I'm floating!"

Roger: "Right. In going to go do that maths now..."

Camille: "Spoilsport. Will you do mine for me?"

Roger: "No."

Roger: "Lalalala Sine rule and pythagoras. x-17 to the power of 2 is 60 so x must be 349..."
"Huh? Why do I suddenly feel all cold and shivery even though its a beautiful warm summer night? Brrrr, I'm all tingly...."

Camille: "Stupid maths homework. Roger isn't doing it for me and he's nearly finished his. x-17 to the power of 2 is 60 so maybe x is like 77?"
"Oh well it'll do. Hey! Why has Roger suddenly shuddered and ran upstairs?"

Camille: "Arr, it's a beautiful night. Maybe Roger had to scram all the way up here because its nearly dawn and he didn't want to miss the sunrise, or perhaps he saw a spaceship and wanted to see it up closer?"
*FLUSH*
Roger: (From bathroom) "Hey Camille! I need to talk to you about something! And don't run off!"

Roger: "Right. Back then when I was doing my homework I could have almost sworn -- you're going to think I'm going mad but"
Camille: "Just spit it out Rog. You like maths, you aren't going to convince me that you aren't a little mad."

Camille: "All those horrid puzzles and accounting and..."
Roger: "Sssh!! I though I felt a ghosts presence back then!"
Camille: "How do you know?"
Roger: "I'm just sure of it okay."

Roger: "It was definitely a ghost."
Camille: "Well, the just sun came up, you needn't be scared any longer..."
Roger: "I'm not! It just reminded me of this thing I saw in the crib room downstairs, where we used to sleep."

Camille: "There's a ghost in the drib room where we used to sleep?!"
Roger: "No, never mind. Look, the school bus is here. Tomorrow night, after we've slept, early in the morning you meet me on this bench and I'll tell you more and we can investigate together."
Camille: "Wah, ghost..."

Roger: "Cam! Wake up! There's something going on downstairs!"
Camille: "Shh wannasleep doyourghostthinglater"
Roger: "It's not about that, that's later... Fine I'll go alone."

Roger: "Oh. Cherry's growing up."
Dina: "Yeah Cherry, you grow up good my girl. Knock em dead!"
Roger: "Right."

Cherry assumed the popular toddler/child springing position and....

Ta daaaa!
Roger: "Hi Cherry!"
Cherry: "Wow! My dress stretched to form a tee shirt, and a skirt materialzed out of nowhere!"
Dina: *SMIle* I'm going to bed.

Dina: *Smile* *Thunk* Yay! Another baby!"

I'm just glad that after 4 pregnancies and births you've finally got the hang of this mother lark.

Camille: "Where's Roger? He's supposed to be here by now, and he isn't anywhere upstairs!"

Roger: "Here I am! I was just watching Cherry grow up."
"So anyway, the other day I saw an anonymous urn in our crib room and the ghost yesterday reminded me of it and now we need to investigate together."
Camille: "Oh. How odd. Well, if I have to. Come on - to the crib room!"

Roger: "It's just behind that crib. It doesn't say anything special about who's in it or why they're in it."
Camille: "Let me see."

Camille: "Hmm, a certain Michael Bachelor. Never heard of him. It doesn't say anything about who he was or why he's here."

Roger: "I know, but I have a plan. If yesterday was his ghost I felt then the ghost is surely going to appear again. We can then watch the behaviours of the ghost to find out stuff about the man!"

Camille: "We have to watch the ghost? But if he sees us he'll scare us!"

Roger: "Right. So we have to hide!"

Camille: "Behind a crib? That won't work. And move your head, I can't see."
Roger: "Shh! He'll hear us. Stop poking me."
Camille: "Hey Rog, what was that?"
Roger: "Was it the ghost? Come on let's follow!"

Roger: "He must have gone this way. Come on Cam!"
Camille: "Sigh. Alright I'm coming - and don't call me Cam."

Meanwhile the ghost of a Michael Bachelor was drifting through the foreign house. He'd already taken in the Asian souvenirs and the pinball machine.
Most of all he'd noticed a room filled with cribs - one with a baby in. A baby that wasn't his but definitely was his wife's.
She remarried and had children - more than one by the looks of things.
Who was the horrible man who'd stolen his wife?
At least, he supposed, she'd had the thought to take his urn with her - the evil woman!
And then he spotted a familiar blonde face exiting the shower.

Michael: "Dina! How dare you move my urn and remarry and have kids without meee! Woooo!"
Dina: "Michael! You died - you died of old age! It wasn't my fault and I moved on. Please leave me in peace!"
Michael: "Only if you leave me in peace, Dina Caliente. I shall haunt you and your dirty new husband and children until the day you die."

Michael swept through the wall of the bathroom to the strange new outside.
He soon realised that Dina and her evil husband would be hard to hurt properly. Sure he could scare them nightly, but even the three children would be difficult to harm.
But the baby, now that was a different matter.

Over in the bedroom a tired Dina had woken up from a nighmarish snooze, that had ensued her ghostly scare.

Back in the crib room Camille had stopped Roger and whispered one of her worries about the whole thing to him.
Camille: "We're not in any real danger are we Rog? Our family can't really be too harmed by a mere ghost and an urn can it?"
Roger: "I don't know, I really don't - but what I do know is that the ghost is going to want a word with mum, and it won't be nice."

With that Roger strode from the room, Camille following closely.
Camille: "Hey Rog, wait!"

Aw. Camille gave Roger a frightened hug before stepping into the unknown.

In the living room the children didn't find anything out of place. It was empty in fact.

In the bathroom the story was much the same.

There was no ominous puddles on the floor, and nobody was in there at all...

Roger investigated the bedroom, finding nothing out of place. His parents were nowhere to be seen.

Roger did find one living thing though - the cat Sweets was nervously hovering around. He consoled the poor creature with a stroke.

When he entered the kitchen he found his mum. She was sadly staring out of the window, at the garden in the night.

He went up to his mum, but before he could speak and ask and explain, she turned around.
Dina: "Roger. I think you know what's been going on and about the ghost and everything - you can't save me from that ghost. It's a ghost so please don't try. Besides, I've already been scared once tonight. Just tell your sisters everythings fine."

Roger: "Mum! You saw the ghost? What did he tell you?"
Dina: "He didn't tell me much - but he's very angry about me remarrying and having children."
Roger: "Hang on - you know this ghost? Who is he and why is he in the crib room?!"
Dina sighed.
"His name was Michael Bachelor, and I was engaged to him once. He died and left me a lot of money - I didn't kill him, but I said yes to his proposal only because of the possible money coming from the old mans death. In my youth Roger, I used to marry men only for their money. That all changed when I met your father."

Dina swept Roger in a huge hug. He was a little shocked at everything she'd said, but he did understand. He hoped the ghost wasn't going to be a problem - you couldn't exactly get rid of it. Dina was worrying about the same things.

When Camille found Roger he was lying in the garden gazing at the stars.

She joined him, and the two sat in silence for a short while. Then Roger, having done some thinking, tunred round to his sister and began explaining what his mother had said to him.

Camille was an attentive audience. She gasped in all the right places, but never interrupted and she soon understood the nightly unavoidable problem.

As the talk moved onto other things, Cherry came down the metal stairs.

Cherry joined the talk and Camille told her all about the adventures Roger and her had had with Michael Bachelor. Cherry silently understood.

In the kitchen baby Pandolf was growing up and growing stronger.

The 3 children had gone up to sleep in the bedroom, tired out from the nights activities.

Washor found Dina in the kitchen, and she told him about the ghost too.
He was very understanding, but was more excited about the new bump in her stomach that would mean baby number 5!
(Poor Washor doesn't really get enough face time. I'll have to think of a plot involving him. He's a very sweet family sim.)

But, he understood the danger. Dina had also told him something she hadn't told Roger.
She believed Pandolf might be in danger.
Washor crept over to his crib and tucked the little sleeping boy in, just as the morning hot sun came up and shone in the window.

Of course, Washor wanted to check on his other kids too, so he nipped upstairs and found Camille doing bubbles, Roger in the bathtub and Cherry bouncing on the bed (he actually did - gotta love kids on free will).
Washor: "Hey there son! How are the pirates or fishes or whatever this Sunday morning?"
Roger: "Blahgargle gargleee"

However, over at the other Caliente household, Farris and Sorrel were becoming accustomed to their mothers constant changes, and the moodswings that seem to come of being a werewolf.
Nina: "Sigh. That was good."
Nina often seemed to have little control over her violent and crazy actions when being a werewolf. For the moment though, this was not a huge problem.

She spent her days utilizing all her vacation time from having the kids, as the nanny was still in a mard at Nina from being unable to pay. Twice.
So Nina skilled all day, as well as many other...

...maybe less productive pursuits.
Romance sims just aren't that picky.

Meanwhile Farris had gotten himself a new friend - who by chance is also Jamille's adopted daughter!
Brooke and him always got on very well together. And although he would never tell anyone this, he was always rolling wants to play with her as he found her very attractive.

Sorrel however was having less luck.
A little neglect in his younger years was showing itself now, and he was slowing crawling himself up from a recent D grade.
Poor Sorrrel - it's all Nina's fault.
Sorrel: "I'm alright really - it's only a C-. It could be worse."

That night Nina invited all her friends over for a chat.
That is, her friends that she didn't choose to kiss.
So basically, her true friends.

On the left is a guy called Hunter Oaguan, opposite is Ellie Brede and to the right in Darren Goth.

They were discussing some very vital and important matters, mostly concerning Nina Caliente's tricky habits when it comes to kissing people she shouldn't.
But they were mostly all there to witness Ninas transformation.

At eight o clock she nipped into her bedroom for some privacy.

As Nina emerged, fully furred and now feeling stronger and more confident, she considered what her friends had advised her.

Nina picked up the phone and dialled an old familiar number.

Nina: "So you will come over. Great!"

Don looked on in shock as a wolfish Nina crawled from her new little cottage.
Don: "Nina? Is that you? I'll get who did this for you, really I will. Really. Please don't hurt me!!"

Nina ignored Don and kissed him rather strongly.
He smiled wistfully at her. She looked coldly back with yellow eyes.

Yet Don saw his old and weak and mild and besotted Nina staring back.
How wrong he was.

He kissed her again.
Don: "So Nina? You gonna show me our lovely children that I've heard about?"

Nina suddenly then got very very angry.
She'd merely called up for maybe some mild revenge on Don. But how could he just breeze in and expect a part in the lives of her children? They'd never even met him!

Don: "Hey Nina. What's that you've got there, in your hand?"

Don: "Erm, please don't... No, I really don't think.."

Don: "Gaaahhhhh, gahhhhh!"

Don: "Woahh... That was.."

"Aah"
Don ran off screaming. Fortunately he didn't run far enough.

Nina: "Fresh, unsullied meat..Sooo hungry"
Don: "What do you want Nina? Honestly, I'll go as far away as I must. Just please don't harm me!"

Don: "Oh Nina, please stop it. I hate you, you stole my skill points... But you are so beautiful."
Nina: "Soo hungry. Don you will pay more, but for now I have finished with you."

Don: "Oh Nina. I love you."
Nina: "I know."

Nina: "I know right. I am so brilliant. Mwahahahahaha."

Nina: "Now to put the finishing touches to my brilliant and great revenge and excellence plan."

Nina: "Gah! Rahh Mwahahahah!"

Nina made a quick phone call and went outside to welcome her friend.

Dina: "Hi Nina! Why the sudden need to see me?"
Nina: "Oh Dina, you're going to love me so much."

Dina: "What?"
Nina: "Just follow me..."

Nina: "Morning Sorrel. Say hello to your aunty Dina."
Dina: "Is that cheesecake?! Oh Nina!! OMG!"

Dina: "Cheesecake cheesecakecheesecake cheesecake."
Sorrel: "You'll soon get as podgy as a bear, aunty."
Dina: "Cheesecake?"
Nina: "I know. I rock, right?"
Dina: "Thank you Nina!!"

So, as I conclude this extra long chapter I leave several question marks floating in the air.
How will the ghost problem excalate?
Will Dina have twins?
Will Sorrels grade improve?
Will Don ever meet his children?
All will be revealed in part 5!!