Ashley and Spencer lazily sat in chairs around the table outdoors on their large patio with Aiden and Kyla. The two couples were relaxing after being on their feet all week. Aiden and Kyla got breaks every now and then, but Ashley and Spencer could never just sit and relax. It was the price to pay to have children. Aiden looked back and forth between the two girls on the opposite sides of the table, "So what's it like having kids?"

Ashley smiled knowing her answer immediately, "Hell. Like…inescapable hell." Spencer nudged Ashley as the expecting couple laughed. Ashley continued on with her joke, "I'm serious! They start off looking like aliens." "Ash!", Spencer was smiling though, which meant she wasn't serious either. Ashley just looked at her before speaking again, "Don't deny that your kids looked like aliens." She returned her attention to her sister and brother-in-law, "Then they were cute and wouldn't shut up. Then they were cute and tearing everything up. Then they were cute and learning to talk. Then they become little demons that just want to suck the life out of you." Spencer cut in knowing all of what her wife was saying would scare the couple before their baby was even born, "It's not that bad. Normal people don't have quadruplets. So one will be like cake." Ashley pointed at her sister and narrowed her eyes, "We're not babysitting either." Everyone joined in the laughter and Ashley became mildly serious, but still joking.

"Just to make that clear, I can't even get mine to take a bath. Go ahead and give me another kid to watch after. Hell to the nizzo." The four laughed once again as Aiden kept his hand rested on his wife's swollen belly. Kyla shifted her weight in slight discomfort and sat up a little straighter, "Well does being pregnant ever get easier?" All eyes turned to Spencer and she thought for a second before responding honestly, "Yes and no. Morning sickness goes away usually. Everything else doesn't." Kyla frowned, "Wonderful." Spencer immediately wanted to cheer her up, "You also have to remember that every pregnancy is different. No two women have the same symptoms."

Kyla nodded and Ashley felt the need to change the subject so she pointed at Aiden, "You be glad my sister is only pushing out one. Spencer had four. Four! She broke my hand and two fingers!" Spencer smiled and blushed a little embarrassed that Ashley felt the need to tell everyone that Spencer gained a Hulk like strength, "I said I was sorry about that." Ashley gaped at her and Spencer smiled again, "My hands never forgave you. My pinky tilts to the side now!"

Ashley held up her left hand with palm flat and fingers together showing the pinky that stuck out the slightest little bit. Aiden laughed at how minor it looked, "Don't be such a baby." Ashley raised an eyebrow as id the challenge him, "You just wait. My hand broke right before the second kid was being born." Aiden's smile dropped wondering is Kyla would break his hand at the end of his child's birth, "You've made me scared now." Ashley smiled as she realized she succeeded in what she wanted to accomplish, "I hope so."

Kyla rolled her eyes at the two of them and directed her question at Ashley, "Well what did you like the most about her pregnancy then?" Aiden piped in as Ashley thought for a second, "And the least."

Ashley looked as if she was seriously considering her answers then smiled, "Well when we're talking what I hated the most I'd say I've got a tie. Number one…those mood swings…happy one second then the next thing I know a hair straightener hits me in the face…Number two…I got four kids." Spencer's mouth dropped to the floor as she thought she was serious. A finger was held up to pause her before Ashley was yelled at. "I also have a tie for the things I loved about her being pregnant. Number one…I got four kids…Number two…her boobs got huge. She moved her eyebrows suggestively before she was hit playfully for her last remark. Aiden laughed which, in turn, earned him a smack from Kyla.

Ashley stopped laughing and merely smiled at the couple, "Seriously though. You guys will be fine. They do have their moments."

Screams and shouts were heard from across the yard where the Davies Quadruplets were playing. All heads turned as the sound got lpuder. Ashley turned to Spencer and sighed, "Your turn." Spencer shook her head immediately, "I did it last time. It's your turn." "Damn."

Another sigh flew from her mouth as she got up walking out to the yard putting on her best angry mom face getting ready to yell.

Spencer and Ashley did a new technology thing as one of the first people to try it out to see if it would work, giving the child both of the mother's DNA. Spencer ended up having four children all of which contained both Ashley and Spencer's DNA. Ashley begged Spencer for two months wanting to be the one to name their first-born child with Spencer having no say in the first name. After fainting in the room when finding out that there were four…not one…she begged a little longer ending up naming all them after Olympian gods. One of Spencer's most regretted decisions, but she grew to love the names…eventually. Aphrodite was born first, followed by Apollo, Ares, then Artemis. Aphrodite received Ashley's brown curls and Spencer's blue eyes. Apollo had blonde hair blue eyes while Ares had brown hair and brown eyes. Artemis was born with blond hair and brown eyes. There was no doubt that anyone who met them once could tell them all apart. For the most part they all got along. Aphrodite's ADHD made a couple problems, and she loved to fight, but other than that they were good kids.

Ashley took a deep breath ready to yell, "Aphrodite!" The small girl's brown curls bounced around her face as she looked up, her smile dropping as she realized she was in trouble. She got up and took off running knowing her punishment was inevitable. Apollo and Artemis froze, and as their mother got closer they began to speak. "Mommy, I told her to stop. She doesn't listen to me. I promise I didn't do anything." Apollo piped up after his younger sister, "I didn't do nothing either Mommy, I swear." Ashley rubbed her temples and pointed where the adults were, "Go help Mama on the patio. I'll talk to you about it later."

They walked away as Ashley picked up her youngest son Ares. He looked at his mother's sympathetic eyes and burst into tears. She pulled him closer to her and he buried his face into her neck. Hot tears falling onto her neck she picked him up and began carrying him to the patio where everyone was seated. Spencer immediately stood up knowing Ares was hurt; she took him from Ashley to clean up his cuts. Aphrodite was standing in the corner facing it waiting for Ashley like Spencer had told her to. Ashley called her oldest daughter inside and they sat in the large living room, "Why'd you do it?" She made a shocked face and recovered before speaking quickly, "We was playing tag and I accidentally knocked Ares over." Aphrodite was pretty much a pathological liar so she shook her head not believing the small girl sitting next to her. Aphrodite figured she should explain a little further, "I forgoted to says I'm sorry and he pushed me back cause he thought it was on purpose. So cause he pushed me I gotted angry and pushed him again. Artemis said to stop, but Ares said shut up. Then Apollo says we going to get in trouble if I beated up Ares again. I didn't listen to him and punched Ares in the mouth cause he pushed me again."

Ashley adverted her gaze to the ceiling as her oldest child recounted the events of the fight She was sure it wasn't the youngest of her sons' fault. "Keep going." The girl shrugged causing her curls to bounce a little more than they already were, "Then we fighted and then you came and that's it." An eyebrow was raised at her, "So you're sure that's how the fight started?" Aphrodite nodded her head profusely as Apollo and Artemis popped up from behind the couch signaling they were listening in on the whole thing. "It's true mommy." "It is mommy, promise."

Not believing Aphrodite's recurrent partner in crime, Apollo, she looked to her youngest daughter…who almost never lied. Ash narrowed her eyes at her and Artemis just stared back, "OK. I believe you. Just know that we don't fight in this family, OK?" They nodded their little heads, "Alright. Go play with your Uncle Aiden."

They ran off and Spencer came in with Ares. She sat down next to her wife and Ashley brushed the long brown hair out of his eyes. "Hey little man." "Hi mommy." "Aphrodite, Apollo, and Artemis said that you started the fight." Spencer looked at him shocked and waited for his reply, "Aphrodite pushed me first." Ashley nodded, "She said it was an accident she just forgot to say she was sorry." He shrugged, "Aphrodite is always mean to me and Apollo sometimes too. They says the runt always gets picked on just cause they were born last." Spencer looked at him with her eyebrows knitted together, "Baby you weren't born last, Artemis was." His big brown eyes welled up with tears, "Then why do I still get beated up?! Why not Artemis?!" Ashley didn't know what to do so she just shrugged, "I don't know buddy. I mean, I used to beat up Aunt Kyla when I was little. Uncle Glen used to beat up Mama when she was little. It's just the way it is." Spencer nudged Ashley and whispered to her, "Shut up." Ashley looked at her confused, "What? It's true. Plus it'll toughen you up." He looked at both his mothers and sobbed again, "I don't want to be tough if I get hurt all the time." She sighed and shifted in her seat, this was Spencer's area of expertise, "Stick up for yourself. Next time she's mean to you. Punch her first." "Ashley!" "What? No good?" Her gaze shifted to Ares, "No. Fighting is never OK Ares." Ashley leaned closer to whisper to Spencer so Ares couldn't hear, "I think we named the wrong kid Ares. God of war Spence. God. Of. War." Spencer whispered back quickly, "Stop it," before looking back at her son. Ashley decided to try and redeem herself, "Ares it is not OK to fight. Aphrodite knows that, she-" Ares piped up in a louder voice to cut her off, "She just didn't take her medicine this morning. She never does. She puts it under her tongue and spits it out when you're not looking."

Spencer looked at her son, "That isn't what makes her fight. She just does and she will be punished for it." Ares was furious, more tears spilled down his pudgy cheeks as he began to scream, "You already punished her! Aphrodite doesn't care! Send her away to live in Antarctica." Ashley gave him a small sad smile feeling bad for him, "We're not sending her away. Just come tell us if she's mean to you again." He wiped away some tears and looked down, "Then I get beated up for being a tattle-tale." Spencer put a finger under his chin and he looked at her, "No you won't. Now go play with Uncle Aiden." The little four-year-old got off the couch and walked out into the backyard to play.

Ashley switched her gaze from her son's retreating form to her wife. "Why four?" She shrugged and smiled, "It's your fault." Ashley's mouth dropped open, "It's isn't. It's yours…something you should tell me. Hey my favorite color is blue, I like long walks on the beach, and if I get knocked up I'll most likely be having more than one kid." Spencer laughed and stood up pulling her up off the couch as well and ushering her outside after a quick kiss.

Once outside Aiden was being attacked by all the kids and Kyla was laughing. They all sat down around the table and enjoyed the rest of their barbecue.