Take A Look in the Mirror
[A sequel to Life's Little Surprises.]
After Bosco and Faith's honeymoon, the couple recieves some unexpected surprises...what'll happen in the next part of this story?
~*~*~*~*~
Faith slid her key in the door as Bosco struggled with the two large suitcases. The house was empty. Her and Bosco had two more days alone...Rose had taken the kids to the Jersey Shore for the weekend.
Faith looked around at all the wedding gifts that littered the living room floor. Her and Bosco had some work to do tonight. He carted the suitcases up the stairs and Faith followed. He lay down on the bed having discarded the suitcases on the floor. Faith climbed next to him and gripped his hand.
"So..." she replied lazily
"Hmm?" his eyes were closed and he was pretending to be asleep.
"We gotta get to all those gifts tonight."
"I know, but let's take a nap first."
"Jeez...I thought pregnant woman were supposed to be the tired ones."
"Bite me."
"Gladly" she said, a sly grin appearing on her face.
Bosco smirked and pulled Faith as far into his arms as she would go. She was almost 9 months pregnant. He rubbed his hands in slow circles on her back. He leaned in and kissed her shoulder lightly with his lips, making his way toward her mouth.
~*~*~*~*~
Faith woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed. Her and Bosco had gotten to all the gifts and put them up, also taking the time to write out the 150 Thank You cards to be mailed the next day. She turned over to discover Bosco not there. She stood up and walked downstairs to find him looking through a picture book.
"It'll be one year next week." he said not looking up from the book. It was a picture of him and Charlie playing football in the park.
"I know..."
Faith sat next to Bosco. She draped her arm around his shoulder and rested her head on his as he flipped through the pages of himself, Emily, Charlie, Noelle and Faith.
"I miss him, too Bosco." Faith said, tears glistening in her eyes. He set the book down on the coffee table and wrapped his arms around his wife. They lay there, in a somewhat comfortable silence for a few minutes.
"We have a doctor's appointment today." she said after a while
"I know..."
"Charlie always wanted a little brother..."
"Faith..let's not..not now."
"Alright. I'm gonna go take a shower."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Bosco watched Faith ascend the stairs and stared into the room. After another few minutes of basking in the silence, he stood up and walked upstairs into his bedroom. He heard Faith turn off the water and got ready to take his shower. He didn't even look at her as he entered the bathroom, turning on the shower and getting in. Faith knew not to ask him anything, this was just his way of grieving, and she knew that it'd only get worse. She made her way into the bedroom and got dressed. Soon, they were on their way to to doctor's office.
~*~*~*~*~
Faith lay on the table, the doctor spreading gel on her stomach. Bosco gripped her hand tightly as he turned on the ultrasound.
"What the f---" he mumbled to himself looking at the screen.
"What? What's wrong?" Faith asked
"Well...I don't know how it's possible we missed this before, but...there are two heartbeats here."
"What?" asked Bosco
"It appears as if you're having twins..."
"How is that possible. She's due in 3 weeks!"
"I couldn't begin to imagine, Mr. Boscorelli, but I can tell you what I see and there are two babies in here..."
"Can you tell the sex of the second one?" asked Faith, doing her best to remain calm
"You'll be having two very happy boys. The second looks healthy...all the extremities, everything normal. This is a rare occurance, indeed. We usually never miss twins."
"Oh God..." Bosco mumbled
~*~*~*~*~
"You ok, Bosco?"
"Huh? Yea"
"I can not believe this!" she said, a hint of fear and excitement in her voice.
"Yea..me either. Well, we have another name to come up with."
"What about Andrew Michael Boscorelli?"
"I like it if you do...Anthony and Andrew..."
"Are you excited?"
"Of course...two sons instead of one."
"We have to go get another crib, then...and tell Emily and Noelle and your mom and everyone!"
"Thank you..." Bosco said quietly
"For what?"
"Giving me my life."
"Bos..."
"Seriously..I can't ever remember being this happy before."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
~*~*~*~*~
"You're kidding me!" said a stunned Emily, holding Noelle in her lap.
"Nope...they don't know how they missed it, but your mom is having two baby boys."
"Momma have two baby?" asked Noelle looking confused
"That's right honey. You'll have two baby brothers."
Noelle jumped around, swinging her Barbie Doll in the air by it's hair.
"Wow..so, what's the new name gonna be?"
"Andrew Michael"
"A and M again, huh?"
"They are twins." said Bosco, wrapping his arms around Faith.
~*~*~*~*~
"Twins..." said Bosco, sliding next to Faith in between the sheets.
"The thing that bothers me is...to conceive twins, one of the parents would usually have twins in the family and I don't have any twins in mine."
Bosco's blood ran cold.
"What about you?"
Bosco froze, his mind racing. He'd never told anyone what he was about to say to his wife and he was pretty damn afraid.
"Well, I'm a twin..."
[A sequel to Life's Little Surprises.]
After Bosco and Faith's honeymoon, the couple recieves some unexpected surprises...what'll happen in the next part of this story?
~*~*~*~*~
Faith slid her key in the door as Bosco struggled with the two large suitcases. The house was empty. Her and Bosco had two more days alone...Rose had taken the kids to the Jersey Shore for the weekend.
Faith looked around at all the wedding gifts that littered the living room floor. Her and Bosco had some work to do tonight. He carted the suitcases up the stairs and Faith followed. He lay down on the bed having discarded the suitcases on the floor. Faith climbed next to him and gripped his hand.
"So..." she replied lazily
"Hmm?" his eyes were closed and he was pretending to be asleep.
"We gotta get to all those gifts tonight."
"I know, but let's take a nap first."
"Jeez...I thought pregnant woman were supposed to be the tired ones."
"Bite me."
"Gladly" she said, a sly grin appearing on her face.
Bosco smirked and pulled Faith as far into his arms as she would go. She was almost 9 months pregnant. He rubbed his hands in slow circles on her back. He leaned in and kissed her shoulder lightly with his lips, making his way toward her mouth.
~*~*~*~*~
Faith woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed. Her and Bosco had gotten to all the gifts and put them up, also taking the time to write out the 150 Thank You cards to be mailed the next day. She turned over to discover Bosco not there. She stood up and walked downstairs to find him looking through a picture book.
"It'll be one year next week." he said not looking up from the book. It was a picture of him and Charlie playing football in the park.
"I know..."
Faith sat next to Bosco. She draped her arm around his shoulder and rested her head on his as he flipped through the pages of himself, Emily, Charlie, Noelle and Faith.
"I miss him, too Bosco." Faith said, tears glistening in her eyes. He set the book down on the coffee table and wrapped his arms around his wife. They lay there, in a somewhat comfortable silence for a few minutes.
"We have a doctor's appointment today." she said after a while
"I know..."
"Charlie always wanted a little brother..."
"Faith..let's not..not now."
"Alright. I'm gonna go take a shower."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Bosco watched Faith ascend the stairs and stared into the room. After another few minutes of basking in the silence, he stood up and walked upstairs into his bedroom. He heard Faith turn off the water and got ready to take his shower. He didn't even look at her as he entered the bathroom, turning on the shower and getting in. Faith knew not to ask him anything, this was just his way of grieving, and she knew that it'd only get worse. She made her way into the bedroom and got dressed. Soon, they were on their way to to doctor's office.
~*~*~*~*~
Faith lay on the table, the doctor spreading gel on her stomach. Bosco gripped her hand tightly as he turned on the ultrasound.
"What the f---" he mumbled to himself looking at the screen.
"What? What's wrong?" Faith asked
"Well...I don't know how it's possible we missed this before, but...there are two heartbeats here."
"What?" asked Bosco
"It appears as if you're having twins..."
"How is that possible. She's due in 3 weeks!"
"I couldn't begin to imagine, Mr. Boscorelli, but I can tell you what I see and there are two babies in here..."
"Can you tell the sex of the second one?" asked Faith, doing her best to remain calm
"You'll be having two very happy boys. The second looks healthy...all the extremities, everything normal. This is a rare occurance, indeed. We usually never miss twins."
"Oh God..." Bosco mumbled
~*~*~*~*~
"You ok, Bosco?"
"Huh? Yea"
"I can not believe this!" she said, a hint of fear and excitement in her voice.
"Yea..me either. Well, we have another name to come up with."
"What about Andrew Michael Boscorelli?"
"I like it if you do...Anthony and Andrew..."
"Are you excited?"
"Of course...two sons instead of one."
"We have to go get another crib, then...and tell Emily and Noelle and your mom and everyone!"
"Thank you..." Bosco said quietly
"For what?"
"Giving me my life."
"Bos..."
"Seriously..I can't ever remember being this happy before."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
~*~*~*~*~
"You're kidding me!" said a stunned Emily, holding Noelle in her lap.
"Nope...they don't know how they missed it, but your mom is having two baby boys."
"Momma have two baby?" asked Noelle looking confused
"That's right honey. You'll have two baby brothers."
Noelle jumped around, swinging her Barbie Doll in the air by it's hair.
"Wow..so, what's the new name gonna be?"
"Andrew Michael"
"A and M again, huh?"
"They are twins." said Bosco, wrapping his arms around Faith.
~*~*~*~*~
"Twins..." said Bosco, sliding next to Faith in between the sheets.
"The thing that bothers me is...to conceive twins, one of the parents would usually have twins in the family and I don't have any twins in mine."
Bosco's blood ran cold.
"What about you?"
Bosco froze, his mind racing. He'd never told anyone what he was about to say to his wife and he was pretty damn afraid.
"Well, I'm a twin..."