Here is Chapter 2! Hope you guys enjoy. And please review...telling me what ya think! Thanks oh and the address and phone numbers are made up just fyi. Thanks!

[Derek POV]

I went straight home after my interview on The Morning Show.I got out of my Mercedes and slowly walked up to my huge, empty home. I live in a two story Victorian style mansion; I had money, lots of it, but no one to spend it on. I stepped inside and headed straight for my kitchen, where I was confronted by my annoying siblings.

"Why the hell did you say that? Are you trying to sound like a little bitch?" Tori yelled at me.

"Bro, what has gotten into you lately? Is it cause you haven't gotten laid in awhile?" my darling brother, Simon questioned me with a hint of anger in his voice.

I knew that when I left Chloe, that I didn't hurt only her. Tori was her best friend and Simon adored Chloe like a little sister...so when I broke it off with Chloe, I broke all her relationships involving my family. Tori was livid for the first month or so..Simon was the same but he didn't take it out on me like Tori did.

"uhh. I said that stuff about Chloe because...because its true." I stated quietly while scratching the back of my neck nervously. Both of my siblings took a sharp breath, I looked at Simon only to see him bug eyed staring at me.

"Then, why the fuck did you break it off?" Tori asked looking defeated. "If you loved her so much, why did you leave?"

"I...everything was perfect and happy go lucky when we were together...but for some reason I felt like I was going to hurt her really badly (not physically), I just...know I've never been good enough for her.." I mumbled.

"Derek, that is so untrue. Shit, you guys were perfect for each other...hell you were made for one another." Simon responded with a sincere look in his eyes.

I walked over to the breakfast bar and sat down, putting my head in my hands. "I fucked up, I messed up everything four years ago...I ruined our happiness. How could I ever get her back?" I questioned to no one in particular.

"well...start by calling her. Try to meet up in order to apologize. Its worth a try.." Tori said walking over to me and putting her hand on my shoulder. "just try."

"Hopefully its the same after all these years...but knowing Chloe she probably kept it the same.." I murmured out loud. I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed the ten digit number I'd never forget; 214-578-0937. I held my breath as it rang..hoping for someone to pick it up.

[Chloe POV]

The boys and I just came back after running to the store for some milk. They all ran off to go to the room they shared to play. What can ya do, boys will be boys. I began washing the dishes that we used for lunch, just loving the mashed food caked on each plate. I had 3 plates done and was about to start the fourth when I heard my phone ring. I dried my hands and walked to my cell which was on the couch where I left it. I picked it up but didn't recognize the number.

"Hello?" I said as I answered my phone. I heard a sharp intake on the other line.

"umm..is this Chloe Saunders?" the low voice asked, clearly a man.

"yes, may I ask who-" I was cut off by something hitting my back. I turned around to see my three little boys hiding under the table, and Laith was holding a Nerf gun that happened to be missing a foam bullet. "Laith, what did I say about shooting me with that?" I said sternly. He just looked at his two other brothers then nodded. All of a sudden I was getting shot at by all three of them. They began to laugh hysterically as I tried to dodge the foam bullets coming at me.

"Trent! Charlie! Laith! Cut it out I'm on the phone" I tried to say sternly but ended up trying to contain my laughter. Only my boys would gang up against me, and they knew I could never stay mad at the for very long.

[Derek POV]

After she answered the phone with a hello, I put it on speaker so both Simon and Tori could hear. I asked if it was Chloe and she said yes and went to ask something when she stopped mid-sentence. Then we all heard "Laith, what did I say about shooting me with that?". We all looked at each other silently wondering who exactly Laith was. We heard giggling in the background then Chloe shouted three names, that I've never heard. My siblings looked at me curiously but I just shrugged my shoulders not know who they were. After about 2 minutes, Chloe came back to the phone.

"Sorry about that, my kids decided to attack me with Nerf guns. Who am I speaking to?" she said very politely.

Holy shit! She had kids! More specifically three boys! I looked bewildered at my siblings who just mirrored my expression.

"Its..umm, Derek" I said quietly into the phone, bracing myself for her response.

"Why the fuck are you calling me? Better yet, how the hell did you get my number?!" She yelled into the phone, clearly upset.

"Well, its the same number from four years ago...and I called to see how you were doing.." I said, stumbling over my words.

"Okay, love how you finally try to fucking contact me after I tried to over...umm I don't know the last four years!" she yelled furiously in to the phone.

" Why were you trying to contact me?" I asked now curious.

"Because...I had something to tell you that was important." she responded.

"well you can tell me now?" I asked a little hesitantly, not sure if I really wanted to hear it.

"uhh...umm." I could tell she was struggling to say what was so important to her that she needed to tell me.

[Chloe POV]

I was struggling to say it. Why couldn't I just tell him that when he left I was pregnant?! So instead of telling him through the phone where I knew his siblings were probably listening in I said, "Why don't you stop by, and I'll tell you face to face. My address is, 7091 Crescent Moon Boulevard, apartment number 217." After I finished saying that I hung up. I then began to pace around my apartment with my hands on my head, clearly freaking out that I said that.

"Momma, why are you walking around in circles?" Trent asked as he pulled on my pants leg.

I knew I shouldn't lie to them so I decided to tell them the truth. "because, Trent and Laith, your biological father is coming to meet you.." I said as I sat down on the couch looking down at the floor.

"That's cool." Charlie murmured, but I could tell he felt left out. I looked at him and beckoned him over and picked him up into my lap.

"Charlie...its okay. One day all three of you will have a Daddy that will live with us and will love each of you, okay?" I said as I kissed the top of my little boy's head.

"umm, Kay." they all said to me. I heard a quiet knock at the door, which signaled Derek's arrival.

"Why don't you all go play while I talk, then I'll call you when its time to meet him okay?" I said as I stood up to answer the door. They all nodded and walked to their shared room and shut the door.

I slowly made my way to my apartment door. I unlocked the door and turned the knob, then ever so slowly opened the door to a huge, brick wall. Otherwise known as Derek.

"uhh, hi Chloe." he said sheepishly.

"Hi." I responded with anger piercing my voice as I crossed my arms over my chest.I stepped aside and motioned him inside my tiny apartment. I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for what I had to tell Derek. He walked over a took a seat on the couch.

"So, what exactly did you have to tell me that you couldn't say over the phone?" he asked quietly while nervously tapping his foot.

I took a deep breath and decided to just go for it. "The day you left four years ago, I went to the doctor..." he nodded silently telling me to continue, "well, it turns out that I was...pregnant." I said watching him to gage his reaction.

He scrunched up his eyebrows and looked at me and stood up, "why the hell are you telling me now?! Why didn't you fucking call me and tell me?" he said clearly upset.

"I tried! I tried calling the last number I had of yours, I sent you letters, and even emailed you! I talked to some of you dumb ass assistants, but they thought I was lying because you became so big shot prick." I yelled, pissed that he believed I kept it a secret.

"How the hell was I supposed to know? I had a bunch of crazy ass fans trying to contact me." he shouted as if it was my fault that he had fans.

"Blame me all you want Derek. You'll always be the same self-centered asshole I remember!" I screamed in his face. He was about to respond but noticed something behind me. I turned to see Charlie looking at us, clearly scared because I never yelled like this. "What do you need baby?" I asked sweetly, kneeling down to pick him up.

"Trent told me it was time to take my 'superpower shots'.." Charlie murmured quietly. I nodded, I almost forgot that he needed to check his blood pressure and take his shot of insulin, which is what I called his 'superpower shots'. I carried him into the kitchen and sat him down on the counter, taking out his kit from the drawer.

I set up everything, and pulled out a strip to test his blood on. I picked up the needle to prick his finger with. "Okay, Charlie, which hand do you want me to poke?" I asked rubbing his arm because I knew how nervous he got when we had to do this. He held out his left hand which I grabbed and took his little finger and pricked it.

"OW! That hurt Momma." He told me with tears in his eyes. I placed his finger on the test strip and waited for it to register.

"I know baby, I'm sorry." I spoke softly to him as I gave him a hug; as I did so I noticed Derek staring at us with a sad look on his face. I looked down at the little monitor to see that his blood pressure was too high. I shook my head, sadly knowing that I had to give him a shot of insulin in order to lower it. "Trent, please come help me with Charlie's 'superpower shots'" I spoke loudly so that he could hear me from the kitchen. I heard the door creak open and heard the little pitter-patter of two sets of feet. I turned to see Trent and Laith slowly walking to the kitchen. I helped Trent on to the kitchen counter on the right side of Charlie, while Laith stood behind my legs hiding from Derek.

"Okay, Trent hold him...Charlie I have to give you a shot okay." he nodded, not very happy that I had to give him a shot. "Baby, what superhero power do you want today?" I murmured; it was easier if I pretended to give him a superpower when I administer his insulin.

"I wanna be like, wo-voween." Charlie told me, nodding his head excitedly.

"Okay, here we go, one shot of Wolverine superpowers." I said as I slowly put the needle in the back of his left arm, and Trent hugged Charlie tightly.

"OW!" Charlie screamed as I finished giving him his insulin. I saw his tears slowly cascade down his little cheeks.

"I'm so sorry. Charlie, it will get better I promise." I told him, tears building in my eyes. I hated having to do this to him because I saw the pain it gave him, but knew he needed it. I took Trent and Charlie off the kitchen counter. "Why don't we all sit on the couch and talk?" I murmured quietly while looking down at my three little boys.

I went and sat down on the couch and my boys followed suit, of coarse Charlie climbed into my lap as usual. Derek sat back down on one end and was just looking at me in awe. I realized now that he believed me about being pregnant when he left four years ago; I mean there was no way you could deny that Trent wasn't his son. They looked identical, except Trent had my shaped face, but everything else about him made him look like Derek's clone.

"Trent, Laith. This is your father, Derek" I said while looking Derek in the eye.

"Hello." Trent said a little shyly, but Laith just stared at Derek, unsure of what to say.

"Hi. Its nice to meet both of you." Derek responded in a sweet tone.

[Derek POV]

Holy crap. They both look like me...except Trent's face shape and of coarse Laith's hair color. I could tell they were both nervous about meeting me.

"You never told me you had twins.." I murmured absent mindedly to Chloe.

"Well now you know. Trent is the oldest by 2 minutes and is more open to new people then Laith. They are both about to turn 4 on November 13th in a few weeks...and finally this is Charlie, my adopted son." Chloe told me while looking lovingly at each boy.

"Wow. Why'd you adopt Charlie?" I asked.

"Momma found me in a dumpster when I was a little baby. She took me in and takes care of me.." Charlie said enjoying the fact that I was asking about him. I was about to ask what was wrong with him, and Chloe saw this coming so she spoke before I could ask.

"He has Type 1 diabetes and a heart murmur. As you saw before it isn't any fun for any of us." Chloe said sternly, giving me a pointed look.

"of coarse it isnt." I responded clearly noticing the distress on Chloe's face. For the next hour and a half we talked about what has happened in each of our lives over the past 4 years. I told her about my career as an MMA fighter and she talked about her life with all the boys. I could tell she loved them very dearly. After awhile Chloe told the boys to go play and that she'd come and get them when I was going to leave. Once they all left the room Chloe turned her attention back on me.

"So, what exactly possessed you to call me today?" she asked crossing her arms.

"I just needed to see you...I still..love you Chloe. I want to be part of our kids lives and yours if you'll let me" I told her, trying to show all the honesty in my voice as possible.

"Well, that's not just up to me. Its up to them too. And you'll have to earn your trust back from me." Chloe told me defiantly.

I nodded understanding the rules set in order for her to protect her sons. I was about to ask Chloe if she still loved me..

[Chloe POV]

"MOMMA! HELP!" I heard Trent scream at the top of his lungs. I jumped to me feet and ran to their room. I threw the door open and saw a horrible site. Charlie, my little baby, was having a seizure. I darted over to him and held his little head still.

"What's happening?!" Laith asked tears streaming down his face.

I looked up at Derek knowing that he could see my own tears running down my face.

"CALL 9-1-1!" I screamed at Derek. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and dialed. He gave them the address and told them to come ASAP.

"Hang on Charlie." I told my little boy that I held in my arms who wasn't responding because of his body was still seizing. I looked around the room and noticed that Derek was trying to calm down Trent and Laith who were both hysterically crying. I rubbed my hand on my little boy's cheek. Begging him to be okay.