*two days before the boys are set to be home, Lilly's POV*

I paced the bedroom impatiently. I was waiting for a call from Mike. Since the night we decided to forget everything, we'd talked every day. It was now 10:34 pm. Mike usually called at 10:30. I realize it's only four minutes past, but I miss him!

I paced the silent room, until I was interrupted. It wasn't the interruption I was hoping for, but someone was knocking on my bedroom door. Alli probably needs help with the twins, it's around time for them to get a bottle. I sighed and tossed my phone onto my bed, then walked over to the bedroom door.

I opened it and no one was there. I got the door almost completely closed when a tattooed hand stopped it. I recognized the hand and gasped, throwing open the door to reveal my true love's perfect smiling face. I squealed and jumped into his arms, not hesitating to press my lips to his. I pulled away and looked at him, but my peripherals caught on something-or, someone- behind him. I looked over his shoulder to see Tony standing there with a pained expression, but still holding a forced smile on his face. I wonder what's wrong with him?

Tony walked away and I turned my attention to Mike, who now looked genuinely confused. "Tony," I said, and he nodded, then picked me up and spun me around. "I missed you so much Lilly," he said, and I nodded, burying my face in his neck. "Me too," I mumbled, inhaling. He smelled of strong Axe cologne and stale cigarette smoke. I sighed, and he pulled me off of him. "Lilly, I know you smell the smoke, but let me tell you something. The night you called me I threw my pack over the side of the bus and haven't touched a cig since then. I know you don't like it when I smoke, so I promised then and there that I wouldn't do it anymore," he said, with an honest and proud expression on his face. I smiled.

"I'm so proud of you baby, thank you," I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him again.

He carried me to the bed and laid me down gently, our lips never separating. "How much did you miss me?" he asked, a playful smirk on his lips. I smirked right back. "Enough."

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Alli's POV~

I sat in the rocking chair, a baby and a bottle in both hands, when I heard the front door open and shut quietly. I immediately became more alert of everything as I heard soft footsteps on the wooden floor of the house. I stood up, ready to bolt at the first sign of danger, but I was calmed when I saw my husband walk into the nursery.

"Baby! You're home!" I squealed. "Hey darling, I've missed you and the twins so much!" he said, taking Clara and kissing me softly. Clara dropped her bottle and immediately started to giggle and kick her legs. "Aww, is my little Clare-bear happy to see daddy?" he cooed, kissing her forehead. She continued to smile.

I leaned down and picked up the bottle, then took Chandler's bottle and put them both on the changing table. When I stood back upright, Vic was repeatedly saying 'ow' and Clara was yanking on two fistfuls of his hair. I held back laughter as I removed Clara from his hair, and handed him Chandler, who started to whine a bit.

"Aww, looks like Chandler's gonna be a momma's boy," I said, sticking my tongue out at Vic. He rolled his eyes and gently bounced our baby boy. "Nuh-uh, he's gonna be an uncle's boy!" Jaime said, walking into the room and standing next to Vic. Chandler started to tune up, so Vic sighed and handed the baby to Jaime. He immediately hushed up.

"Ugh! That's not even right," Vic said, making a pouty face. "Aww, pobrecito. Mommy still loves daddy though," I said, wrapping my free arm around him. He pecked my lips, but we obviously weren't quick enough, because when he tried to pull away Clara was latched onto his hair again.

"Ow! Man, you've got quite a grip there sweetie! Let go of daddy's hair please," he said, and as if Clara understood, she released her grip. Her arms stretched towards him. "D-d-dadda," she stuttered, and I looked at Vic in surprise, wondering if he'd heard the same thing I had. Evidently he had, because he looked shocked, then smiled. "Well, you can have your momma's boy. Looks like I have a daddy's girl!" he said excitedly, taking Clara into his arms, but being careful to hold her out of reach of his long hair.

I looked over at Jaime, who was slowly rocking Chandler and singing to him. I almost stopped him, then I looked at the time. It was almost time for the babies to go to sleep anyways, so I let him continue.

I looked between the two and sighed. Finally, I'd have some help around here. Lilly was helping, but a 17 year-old girl could only help so much. "Hey Alli, Chan's asleep," Jaime whispered, and I smiled and took the sleeping boy from his uncle's arms, then laid him in his crib. I looked at Vic, then back at Jaime. "Which one of you wants to try to put that one down?" I asked, laughing and pointing to Clara. She's nearly impossible to calm, and even harder to put to sleep.

Vic looked down at Clara, then at me, and smiled warmly. "I'll put her down tonight, you go relax darling," he said. I smiled, and leaned up to kiss him. "Good luck," I whispered as we pulled apart. He winked. "I got this babe," he said, and with that, Jaime and I left him in the nursery to wrestle the bear- or, in this case, the Clare-bear.

Notes

Cute little chapter for you guys :3 Hope you like it!

~Shayde~