Okay, this is something I have been working on for a while. I have already got 6 chapters written up, but I am not going to post them all in one go. I will see what happens with this chapter and if people like it before deciding how often I will post. If anyone read any of the stories I deleted, I am sorry, they are not necessarily never going to be reposted but until I have cleaned them up and progressed them a little more they will remain off fan fiction.

I hope you like this, please let me know what you think and whether you want me to post more :)

Calo x x x

Hunter strode through the door to the restaurant. Two small figures followed him, close at heel, while he held another tiny figure in his arms. Today was supposed to be one of his, very rare, days off. A girl stood at the till smiled sympathetically at him as he passed her. The two little boys hurried towards the big, old couch in the room out back. Hunter smiled at their antics and carefully set the tiny boy he was carrying down next to the two excitable ones. The tiny boy didn't stir, not even when Hunter switched on some cartoons saying to the two alert boys,

"Now stay here, unless you need the toilet, Papa shouldn't be long but I need to help Aelish (aay-lish) okay?" The two little boys nodded before eagerly turning their attention back to the children's cartoon. Hunter chuckled and gently kissed their foreheads before grabbing his apron, tying it round his waist, and heading out into the busy restaurant.

At only 21 Hunter was one of the most successful restaurant owners in the whole of New York. He was very intelligent and ambitious, and this lead to him having many things that people twice his age longed for. Due to unfortunate circumstances Hunter had never finished high school and had consequently never gone to college. Instead he became an apprentice to a chef and soon discovered his keen talent for cooking. Once he had surpassed his teacher he continued to teach himself, working small jobs here and there: never disappointing any employer. At the same time though, he had had to consider the boys.

The three little boys were Hunter's world. At the grand age of 4 they were very sweet and adorable. It had been a long and rough road for the small family, especially for Hunter. All the time Hunter had been working his way up in his job, he had also been working his way through parenthood as the single dad of triplets. At the age of 16 Hunter went through a traumatic experience, it was something he would have to live with for the rest of his life. Over the following 7 months he lost everything; family, friends, his home and his education, it hadn't even been his fault. Seemingly on his own he had used what little money he had left and taken a train to New York. Being a pregnant teen in the middle of a huge city, with no money and no place to stay, was not easy. Thankfully Hunter had one friend he could always rely on. His name was Adam, Adam Crawford. Adam attended NYADA and was all too eager to have Hunter stay with him. For Hunter, Adam had been the only thing that had stopped him from falling over the edge.

On the 31st of August Hunter had given birth to triplets, 3 boys: 2 identical and 1 fraternal. Adam had held his hand through the whole thing and insisted on taking numerous pictures of an exhausted Hunter and the three adorable, new born, baby boys. Hunter still remembered it to the current day.

(Memory)

-Hunter p.o.v-

I stirred from the depths of sleep once again. I had been feeling really restless the past few nights and sleep was something I was struggling to come by. I felt the all too familiar pressure on my bladder and sighed knowing I wouldn't be able to even attempt going back to sleep without relieving it. I eased myself up, something that wasn't so easy thanks to my huge stomach. I waddled to the bathroom wincing at the how painful my swollen ankles were. Once I had been to the toilet I realised that there still was no way I was going to be able to get back to sleep, I felt extremely restless; almost uneasy. I quietly, so as not to disturb Adam, made my way into the kitchen to grab a drink. That was when it started.

I was leaning against the breakfast island with glass of water when I first felt the cramping feeling in my abdomen and then the water trickling down my leg. I didn't even realise I had dropped the glass until it smashed around my bare feet. I heard running footsteps and seconds later Adam appeared in the door way. I froze looking up at him. I cried out as I felt another cramp, gripping the counter until my knuckles went completely white and he sprang into action. He carried me into the lounge, setting me gently on the sofa. The next 10 minutes were filled with complete chaos; Adam grabbed my bag and put that into the car before we started the long, arduous process of getting me into the car. We must have stopped at least 4 times so I could breathe through my contractions.

We pulled up at the hospital and Adam hurried inside to grab a wheelchair. As he was lifting me into it my midwife came hurrying towards us. Thomas has been there throughout the whole pregnancy since I got to New York. He wheeled me inside while Adam was holding my hand tight and carrying my bag. None of us had realised how quickly my labour was moving until we got into the maternity ward and they found I was already 9cm dilated.

Thomas and the team had quickly got themselves together just in time for me to be fully dilated and needing to push. After a good 15 minutes of pushing my first son was born, his identical twin followed not 3 minutes after. I was allowed to hold them both while Adam fussed over the three of us. Yet we knew that it wasn't over yet. Thomas had the ultrasound pressed against my belly and was just checking on my little tiny angel. The third baby had been cause for great concern throughout the entirety of my pregnancy, yet he seemed perfectly healthy and I was so glad that I was finally going to get to meet him.

42 minutes later, I was absolutely exhausted but I had the most gorgeous yet tiny little boy ever. I wasn't allowed to hold him and that caused me to panic however Thomas took the time to reassure me that they did not think there was anything wrong but due to his size and weight they just wanted to check; be on the safe side. I looked over at my two identical boys, I knew that it would be tough from here on, yet I somehow knew that the three little boys would help me through anything.

(End Memory)

-No p.o.v-

Hunter fell in love with his sons as soon as he saw them; he would do anything for them. He and Adam had trolled through numerous books of names yet Hunter knew in his heart the names he wanted to give his sons. The eldest Dalton Nicholas Clarington was born at 9:54, weighing 2 pounds 10 ounces. Closely following him was Sebastyn Jeffery Clarington, born at 9:57, weighing 2 pounds and 9 ounces. These two were identical twins and their names held great significance to the young father. The youngest triplet was a cause for much concern. In his scans, Hunter had been told that the third triplet was much smaller in comparison to his two brothers. He was so small that the obstetrician had had several different doctors and pre natal specialists come to take a look at Hunter. Despite all the fuss nobody had been able to see anything wrong with the foetus except its size. At 10:39, weighing just 1 pound and 11 ounces, baby Caolan was born; Caolan Adam Sebastian Nicholas Jeffery Thomas Clarington. He had been whisked away immediately by the doctors and specialists.

The two identical triplets were able to go home almost immediately but little tiny Calo, as Adam had started calling him, had to stay in the hospital due to the doctor's concerns over his size. Adam was a godsend for Hunter; getting up at all hours of the night to help the exhausted young dad without any complaint. Up to the current day the doctors were still unable to give them a diagnosis for little Calo; the nickname had caught on much to Adam's delight.

Hunter immediately set to work in the restaurant picking up orders and tables to relieve the load from some of the other staff members. Aelish smiled from where she was serving a table across the restaurant and Hunter grinned back, feeling so at ease in his workplace. When they had a minute to stop, Aelish hugged him tight saying,

"Thank-you Hunter, I know this was meant to be your day off, but we really needed you, I am so sorry." He cut her off,

"Aelish don't worry, I know how it gets here sometimes, stop worrying so much." She smiled and they quickly hugged once more before rushing around, getting back to their tables. Every 20 minutes or so, Hunter would quickly pop out the back to check on the three little boys.

After about 2 hours he headed out for a few minutes, taking just a short break. Dalton and Sebastyn were huddled against each other transfixed by the coloured images on the screen. Both boys looked up as their papa came into the room and their faces lit up when they saw the cookies he was holding. Both boys scrambled from the couch and eagerly took the cookies thanking their papa; as he had taught them was polite. Hunter smiled and kissed their foreheads before heading to his slumbering, youngest son. He gently manoeuvred the sleeping boy into his arms and stood up cradling him to his chest. Dalton and Seb had settled back down once again absorbed in the television and so he felt happy to leave them to it. He had called Adam, who was more than willing to come and get them when he was done with school for the day. They still lived with Adam, and in a way he was like a second dad or an uncle to the boys, he loved spending time with them and vice versa. Hunter carried Calo around, staying mainly at the till instead of serving. Aelish smiled at the two of them every time she went past. Hunter had known Aelish since he started working at a small coffee shop - one of his first jobs – and, just like Adam, Aelish and her girlfriend Ryan both absolutely adored all three of the boys.

A short while later, a tall, blonde man swept through the door to the restaurant a huge smile on his face. Hunter smiled brightly at his goofy best friend as Adam kissed his cheek; being careful of Calo who was now, slowly beginning to wake up. Adam headed straight out back while Hunter was just running a transaction through. Hunter took his groggy, little boy out to where Adam was now sat with Dalton and Sebastyn. Hunter thanked Adam profusely and hugged his best friend tight, once again, before heading back out to the customers, leaving his three, little boys in Adam's capable hands.

If he was honest with himself, he was absolutely exhausted. Between work and the boys he had almost no time to himself. He was happy, he wouldn't change it, but he was so, so tired. He had had to work so hard to get where he was now and it had taken its toll. He hadn't been out with friends, or even thought about dating, since his 3 beautiful sons were born, and sometimes he felt really lonely. He whipped round all the tables sorting out orders, bills and everything between with perfected skill.

At the end of the day, around midnight, all the staff gathered together. They went through everything that had happened throughout the day, going over any problems and working out how to deal with them. Lastly, they got onto bookings. They had a few small bookings placed. Aelish was speaking about them letting everyone know,

"Oh, also I had a call today from a young man enquiring about potentially having a wedding reception party here. I wrote down all the details and said I would get back to him." Hunter nodded replying,

"I will look over it and let them know. Thank you everyone, I will see some of you tomorrow and others of you on Thursday." Hunter then headed home to find Adam still awake, even at this hour, with Calo sleeping in his lap. Adam looked up saying quietly,

"He had a nightmare." Hunter nodded and gently scooped Calo up, hugging Adam before heading to his room for bed. He had an amazing life and he wouldn't give it up for the world, no matter what.