EgyptAdbydos: I don't own anything, but please review. I thought about this when I first watch the episode in Italian, hence the Italian names Harrison VS Dan, Harrison had so much hate and pain in him it had come for somewhere. So I thought maybe they were abused as kids and then their mother died and they were put in orphanage. I hope you enjoy.

Preface

"I am not having this thing!" A beautiful hourglass figure woman yelled at a young handsome man. "If you want to see another dime from my money, Anna. You will have this baby or I'll divorce you and not give you anything!" The man yelled, the man was slider but muscular, brown hair and green eyes. The beautiful woman also had brown hair only wavy to her waist and brown eyes. The woman named Anna glared at her husband and then at her stomach. "Fine, I'll have this…baby." Anna spat out the word. "It better be healthy when it's born or it's your life." The man said with a glare at his wife. (Why did I marry this woman, again?) The man thought to himself as he left for work. The woman kept her anger face on until her husband closed the door and she heard the car leave the driveway, she went down on her knees and cried. She cried because she didn't want to have a baby, she want to continued having her perfect body. (If I have a baby…I'll be ugly.) She thought as she glared down at the paper that the doctor had given to her stating she was pregnant.

Each month closer to the birthing, Anna hated it, she was fat and even more fat. She had to watch as her perfect skin was stretched and stretched lines started to appear. (Now the thing is using my internals as its own personal game as if being inside my body wasn't enough!) Anna thought in disgusted, as her husband was preparing for the arrival of the baby. Susan sighed as she watched her daughter in law look into the mirror with pain and hate, Susan was tall and skinny old lady, she had black and gray hair that was always pulled into a bun with green eyes. (Please, Lord have mercy on that girl.) Susan thought as she walked back to her room. Her son was beyond excited about the baby but he never considered what his wife wanted. (Something bad is going to happen, I know it.) Susan thought to herself.

It was a dark October night when the baby was born, only that night while in labor Anna found out why she was so big, she never bother to ask how the baby was or anything, all the papers and ultra sound results were send to her husband, she never even went into the nursery room either. "It's a boy, sir." The nurse said to the new father as he took the crying baby. (Oh, just shut up already, stupid brat.) Anna thought as she lean down exhausted for giving birth. "Sorry, madam but there's another baby to deliver." The doctor said as a wave of pain hit Anna again. "Another one! I hate this! I hate them! GET IT OUT!" Anna screamed making the now quiet baby cry again. Susan grabbed the baby from her son and took it outside to the other nurses that were hired to clean the babies. "If you even bothered to read the papers, you would have known it was twins." Anna's husband said coldly. Anna began to cry, she hated that she was here giving birth, she hated that she even married this man…but worst of all she hated that she fall in love with him because of his money.

Soon the other baby was born and taken away to another room and to be feed by maids that were hired. "You will never say anything to my sons, you will leave them alone. If I find out you even touch them, you'll pay it with your life." Anna's husband said to her with no emotion or warmth. The doctors and nurse were paid good money to keep their mouth shut for anything the heard. Anna just sobbed as she watch walked away from the bed and the room. "You wanted the rich life, you have it. Be glad they were boys or you'll be having babies until you do." The man said coldly before he shut the door. "What are you going to the name them?" Susan asked her son. "The first born is Harrison, after father. You name the other one. Mom." Susan smiled at her son and then at the baby in her arms, while Harrison was in his father's arms. "Dan." Susan said looking at the baby's brown eyes before the closed.

Anna hated when the babies would wake everyone up at night so they can be changed or feed or they just wanted attention. But soon they were two years old and the nursemaids weren't need anymore so the went to Anna's husband younger sister's house to watch her kids. "Come on, Harrison, come on you can do it." Anna heard her husband excited voice. (When did he ever talk to me that way?) Anna asked herself. "Alfred, perhaps you should let the poor boy play with his brother a bit." Susan said to her son as he was trying to get Harrison to repeat a big word like "Butterfly". Harrison was struggling to get down into the playpen to play with his brother. "Alright, here you go, little man." Alfred said as he put Harrison next to his brother.

Anna looked into the room, she saw her husband look so happy, she could see the love and pride in his eyes as he watched his sons. Jealous roused up in her heart and her hate for them roused too. (Oh, how I hate those two.) For Harrison and Dan they were blissfully unaware of their mother's hatred for them, she was just someone who was there and that was it. But a few months later tragedy stuck, their beloved father died in a hit and run car accident by a drunk driver. Harrison and Dan stood next to their grandmother as they watched the coffin being putting in the ground while their grandmother, aunts and uncles and cousin cried, which made them cry. "Grandma?" Dan's soft voice made Susan look at him. "Why are they burring, daddy?" Harrison asked. "Daddy is with the angles now." Susan answered. "Oh, can we visit him?" Dan asked. "No, angles are in heaven and heaven does not take…us yet. But we can visit him right here and talk to him, he's always with you." That day Harrison believed her. But she also went to heaven a few weeks later, Harrison and Dan's nightmare began then. Because the only thing keeping Anna from doing anything to them were now both dead, leaving the poor three year olds to her mercy.