A/n: So this is the third installment of Double Trouble, a story that I started years ago. This story picks up Senior year for twins Kennedy and Rachel and it follows them through what could just be their toughest year yet. This is a story that I want to finish for myself so regardless of feedback or reviews I will post as I finish so those people who have wanted a conclusion to the story may have one, as I might as well. So I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think if that pleases you!

- Katie

Kennedy's POV:

"So mom just picked up and moved you guys back here?" Rachel asked and I nodded.

"Pretty much, I mean it's a little more complicated than that but for the most part yeah." I said as I flipped through my English book trying to find where my assignment was located.

"And by more complicated you mean that she got a coaching job McKinley that paid more then she was making." Rachel said and I sighed.

"Are you really that mad about it?" I asked and Rachel sighed.

"I don't know. I mean I should be because she is coaching the competition."

"She has always coached the competition." I corrected.

"Not really." Rachel said and I rolled my eyes as I got up and grabbed scrapbook off the bottom shelf and threw it at her.

"Exhibit a." I said as she flipped through the book.

"Is this a scrapbook from your time on VA?" Rachel asked with a smirk and I nodded.

"Yeah, Jesse sent it to us a couple of weeks ago. I think that was part of the reason mom even took this job, she won't admit it but she missed coaching kids."

"Oh my god mom looks so angry in this photo." Rachel said as she turned the scrapbook so I could see it.

"That is because she was."

"Why?" Rachel asked.

"Probably because someone wasn't listening to me." Mom said from the doorway where she stood with Beth on her hip.

"And by someone you mean Kennedy?" Rachel asked and I rolled my eyes.

"Why does it always have to be my fault?" I asked and Rachel gave me a look.

"Because it usually is." Rachel stated and mom laughed.

"Regardless dinner is on the table and your dads are waiting." Mom said and Rachel and I got up and followed her down to the makeshift dining room where Hiram and Liam were seated talking amongst themselves.

For the most part dinner was really nice. Beth got spoiled with attention from Rachel's dads, which she loved, and Rachel and mom got to talk and catch up.

"So girls we want to talk to both of you about a few things." Mom finally said and I looked over at Rachel who had a look of dread wash over her face.

"Oh my gosh, you're going to tell me that you're leaving again." Rachel said in a panic.

"Rachel stop being so dramatic." Hiram said and I couldn't help but laugh earning a glare from our mom.

"No Rachel, we aren't leaving again. What we wanted to talk to both of you about was that your dads and I think that we need to work out a plan where you girls will be able to spend time with all of us." Mom said and Rachel leaned forward.

"Wait as in like shared custody?" Rachel asked and everyone nodded.

"Exactly like that." Hiram said.

"That is great and all but I really don't want to be moving from house to house all the time." I stated and mom sighed as she looked at the Berrys.

"I knew that would be a problem. Look this system isn't going to be perfect by any means but we only have this year to get to know you both and we want to spend as much time with you guys as we can." Mom said and I rolled my eyes.

"Well if thats the case why don't we all just move in together?" I joked and Hiram, Liam, and Rachel all looked at each other. "I was just joking." I quickly added.

"You know we do have those empty rooms Hiram."

"Yeah but we would still be a room short..."

"Not if we cleared out my trophy room daddy, we could just move them back down to the basement." Rachel added.

"You are all nuts." I stated and Rachel gave me a look.

"Come on Kennedy this would be great!" She stated and I shook my head.

"Yeah, not so much Rach."

"Regardless of what Kennedy thinks, we couldn't impose on you guys like that. We'll just find a house or a bigger condo near McKinley-"

"It wouldn't be imposing, plus with how much Hiram and I work it would be great to have another adult in the house that we can trust to watch Rachel."

"We couldn't-"

"We insist. After everything that we put you through Shelby this is the least that we could do."

"I need some time to think about, but I won't rule it out."

"That's all we ask."

"But until I figure all that out Kennedy, you and Rachel will be staying with your fathers until Sunday afternoon when we will all meet up and discuss this arrangement further." Mom said and I sent her a scathing look.

"I haven't even unpacked." I protested and my mom sent me a stern look.

"Then your stuff is ready to go then."

"Shelby if she doesn't want to come-"

"She's going, right Kennedy?" Shelby not so much as asked as commanded.

"Right." I said as I watched Hiram and Liam's faces light up with smiles.

Now that dinner was over Rachel took her fathers and Beth into the other room while I helped my mom with the dishes.

"So why don't you want to go?" My mom asked as she handed me a plate to put in the dishwasher.

"It's not really that I don't want to go." I said and my mom stopped what she was doing and gave me her full attention.

"Then what is it?" She asked and I sighed knowing that there was a good chance that she wouldn't understand what I was about to tell her.

"I-I just don't know them. I mean yes I have spent some time with them, but not enough to feel comfortable staying there more than one night." I said and my mom smiled.

"That's why we're doing this Ken."

"I also don't like being away from you, especially when I don't know the people that I am going to be with. It's just- they didn't want me mom, they wanted Rachel." I said close to tears and my mom pulled me into a hug.

"Baby it's not that they didn't want you-"

"There is nothing that you can tell me that will make that fact any different. I wasn't planned and in the end they gave me to you because they didn't want me."

"Ken-"

"I just need a minute." I said as I left the kitchen and headed into my bedroom.

This was something that I had been dealing with since Rachel first showed up. I wasn't planned and in the end they took only what they wanted and pushed me onto my mother who really wasn't ready for a child. I think that is where a lot of our problems stem from, even though she would never admit it, there is a small part of my mother that resents me. She never got to be on broadway because she was stuck raising a child that she did not plan for, and never really wanted.

Rachel was, and still is, the golden child. She never struggled to get good grades, she could sing like nobody's business, and she had our entire family wrapped around her little finger. God even my mom wanted to find her after all this time, she had me but she wanted the perfect child she never got. I mean at least with Rachel there was nothing to resent, Rachel was our mom's final shot at broadway.

I couldn't resent Rachel though, she had nothing to do with this. None of this was her fault, she was a victim of situation in all of this. Had I of been born first I would have been Rachel and none of this would have mattered. Mom would have gotten her perfect daughter, the Berry's would of had an acceptable daughter, and life would have been simple; well until I was eighteen.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" My mom asked from the doorway breaking me from my thoughts.

"It doesn't matter." I said as she made her way over to my bed and took a seat next to me.

"It does matter Kennedy, now what is going on?" She asked and I wasn't sure what to say. I mean how do you tell your mother that you feel unwanted, not unloved, but like a burden to everyone.

"When you first started the surrogacy thing, you didn't want a child right?" I asked and my mom nodded.

"When I first started all I wanted was an easy way to get the money to try my dream out in New York, I never envisioned myself getting attached to you girls like I did." My mom said and I rolled my eyes. I wasn't known about so there was no way that she could have really been attached to me.

"Then why did you sign those papers?" I asked and she sighed.

"Because I knew in my heart that the Berry's would provide better for my children than I ever could. I was a child myself I wasn't ready for a baby."

"Then why keep me? Why not put my up for adoption and do what was best for me?" I asked and she shook her head.

"That was never an option, if they didn't want you then I was the next best thing for you. I never wanted you to feel like you weren't wanted, from the moment that you were born you were wanted very much Kennedy."

"Not by the Berrys and you were just stuck with me, that doesn't really scream that I was wanted." I said and my mom sighed.

"Well then I don't know what to tell you Ken. You were very wanted but if you don't believe me then there is nothing that I can say to make you change your mind." My mom said as she stood up from my bed. "But you should get a good nights sleep because after school tomorrow you and Rachel are going to your father's house until Sunday."

"I thought that I was suppose to go over there tonight." I said slightly confused about the changed plans.

"That was the original plan but there was no way that I was going to let you go over there when you are feeling this way. Now the Berrys and Rachel are about to go so we need to go say goodnight." My mom said and I sighed as I got up and she followed me back downstairs.

We said goodbye to everyone with promises of me joining them tomorrow and then my mom went to go give Beth her bath while I went and sat down with my english book so I could finish my homework, well that was until I started looking through the VA scrapbook which led to me grabbing an old photo album that was thrown onto a shelf as my mom was unpacking.

"Did you get your homework done?" My mom asked as she came and sat down next to me.

"Yeah I was just looking through an old photo album." I said as my mom pulled me into her side and rested her head on my shoulder.

"This is my favorite album, that picture was taken the day you were born. Your grandparents were going nuts with excitement, of course they were also a little in shock that you existed, but the Sargent was going insane with the camera. You were the cutest little baby ever." My mom said as she gushed over the photos of me swaddled in the hospital blanket in numerous people's arms.

"You just let anyone hold me huh?" I asked and she shook her head.

"I didn't let anyone hold you, all of these photos were taken while I was taking a nap. My mother stole you out of the nursery to take all these pictures with everyone, I was so pissed when I woke up." My mom said with a laugh and I just leaned back into her and she wrapped her arms around me.

"I never felt unloved mom, I just don't feel like I am wanted all the time. You know if it weren't for you having to raise me you could have made it on broadway-"

"Ken, there would have been no broadway for me if I had to get over losing Rachel and losing you. I mean for the first few months I barely functioned enough to take care of you and myself and that was just over losing Rachel, if it weren't for you I don't know what would have happened to me." My mom said as she planted a few kisses to the top of my head.

"That still doesn't change the fact that you didn't really want me." I said as I looked up at her and she shrugged.

"Honestly at that point in my life, no I didn't think that I wanted kids and then there was you. I held you in my arms and I looked down at this little baby that was dependent on me and I knew that you were meant to be mine. No it wasn't the timing that I had planned but when I was ready to have more children I learned that I couldn't and I was more thankful for you than ever. You were always meant to be mine Kennedy, there is no doubt in my mind about that."

"So you don't ever think about what could have happened for you if you put me up for adoption?" I asked and she shook her head.

"Never. I mean don't get me wrong there were times I wanted to throttle you for your behavior but I never ever thought of what my life would have been like without you. Broadway was just never in my cards but you were my dear. Your fathers gifted you to me and I can't be mad at them for that. I don't think that it was that they didn't want you, I think they knew taking you too would break me completely. It was hard enough for them to take Rachel away from me and then there was you and I think that they could tell by the look on my face that I needed you, and that you needed me."

"I'm not sure if I believe you, but thank you."

"You're welcome, now are you going to join my glee club?" My mom asked and I shook my head.

"Nope."

"Are you joining the New Directions?" She asked and I shook my head again.

"Nope. There is one thing that I have learned since Rachel has come into our lives and that is to not come into a fight between you and her." I said with a smile and my mom just rolled her eyes.

"You know I could make you join my team." She said and I nodded.

"I know that, but you won't."

"And how are you so sure of that?" She asked and I shrugged.

"I'm not sure but you wouldn't want Rachel to hate you." I said and my mom messed with my hair.

"We'll see how my recruiting goes, but I have made one decision about the new group."

"And what is that?"

"It's going to be an all female group, and win or lose you, Beth, and I are in Lima for the year. Now go get ready for bed." My mom said as she let go of me and got to her feet.

"Mom, Beth just went to bed, it's still really early." I whined and she gave me a look.

"Shower, change, and get in bed. I will be there in a little bit to check on you." She said as she pulled me to my feet and pushed of off towards the bathroom.

It took about twenty minutes for me to make my way back to my room where my mother was sitting on my bed waiting for me.

"Come here, I want to braid your hair." She said as she patted the spot next to her on the bed.

"I'm not five." I whined but she gave me a look that guided me to the bed where she wanted me to sit.

"I know you're not five, but you have really pretty hair and I've been wanting to braid it for a while, now sit still." She said and I knew better than to protest while she had a chunk of my hair in her hands.

It took a little while for her to finish braiding my hair and once it was done she had me get under my covers and then she snuggled with me and pulled out the photo album that I had been looking at earlier.

"You know you were a cute kid when you were younger, what happened?" My mom joked and I glared at her for a moment.

"That's not funny." I said and she kissed my forehead.

"Yes it is. Plus you're still my cute little Kenny-Bear." My mom said in the voice that she talked to Beth in.

"Mom!" I whined and she just put the album aside and then started to tickle me.

"You know you are my little Kenny-Bear, you always have been my little Kenny-Bear, admit it." My mom said as she started to tickle me more and I knew that unless I consented to what she was saying there would be no stopping this madness.

"I've always been your little Kenny-Bear, now stop!" I said and she stopped tickling me and smiled.

"Why don't we do this more often?" She asked and I shrugged.

"Between Beth and Rachel there just hasn't been a lot of time for us lately, and I bet there has been even less time for you and Rachel. I mean lets face it, she adores you."

"Do you think I can get her to join my glee club?" She asked and I shook my head.

"There is no way that is going to happen, that girl is loyal."

"I guess you're right. So what are you going to do with your free afternoons?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll become a cheerleader." I joked and my mom gave me a look.

"Over my dead body will one of my daughters waste their talents in a mini skirt as they cheer on barbarians fighting over a leather ball."

"Hey one of those talent wasters gave you a daughter, lets not forget that." I said just to push my mom a little farther.

"Yet another reason why you will not become a cheerleader."

"Oh come on, you and I both know that cheerleading is not something that I am interested in." I said and my mom nodded.

"I know but you are blowing off the one thing that you are interested in, and you like to push my buttons." She said and I sighed.

"What can I say, when you get gray hair I want to look at you and know that I caused it." I joked.

"Don't worry the gray hair will be from you, there is no doubt about it." She said with a smile.

"So are we going to look at the photo album you brought in or what?" I asked and she nodded as she picked up the album and opened to the first page.

My mom and I looked through the entire album and when we were done my mom set it aside and turned off the lights before she returned to my bed and got under the covers with me.

"You have your own bed." I mumbled as I closed my eyes.

"I know but it's not very often that I get to be with you like this when you aren't sick." My mom said and I sighed.

"We could do this more often if you weren't shipping me off to my dads'." I said but she just let out a small laugh as she shook her head.

"First off I am not shipping you anywhere and secondly you should get to know them Kennedy just like Rachel should get to know me better."

"Mom, Rachel knows you, and I don't want to be forced to do something I don't want to do."

"No one is forcing you-"

"Then I don't have to go?"

"You have to go but I am not forcing you to get to know them."

"Then why do I have to go?" I asked and she sighed.

"Because if you have to go I am hoping that you will at least take the time to get to know them instead of sulk in your room."

"I don't sulk." I corrected and my mom just laughed.

"Whatever you say, now go to sleep."

"Night mom."

"Night Ken, I love you."

"I know."

"Brat."

"I love you too mom."