It had been six more months and the twins were a year old already! Their birthday party had been last night and the twins were sound asleep in their parent's arms. Little Thurston was already learning to love money and Emily was growing to be a lot like her mother, even though she had her father's eyes.
"Thurston!" Lovey called to her husband.
"What is it Lovey- The 12:00 stock report is on and Little Thurston doesn't want to miss it!" He whined to his wife. He may have been old but he certainly acted like a child.
"Emily wants you!" She cried, hoping her husband would spend a little time with his daughter.
"But Lovey! I don't want to miss-" He was cut off by his wife's baby talking.
"But Thurston, she is only one year old, and she wants her handsome, debonair, big, strong daddy to come play with her..." She continued baby talking, until her stubborn husband finally gave in. Little Thurston stayed with the girls while his mother went with his father to play with baby Emily.
"Awwwee!" Ginger cried. She was never much of a baby person but the Howell's baby boy was so cute she couldn't resist.
"I never thought of the Howells being such loving parents- I guess I feel like if they weren't on an island they would hire a nanny to take care of them!" Mary Ann declared.
"I never thought of being a baby person either, but now I wish I was married with kids!" Ginger stated, forgetting the hundreds of past boyfriends and wishing she was a married woman.
They played with the baby boy for a few hours and then returned them to the Howells, who were playing with Emily in their their hut.
Thurston decided to take his son out the next day to teach him what the polo pony was, while Lovey played with her daughter indoors.
" See Thurston, this is the pony. You get on, salute Fort Knocks, and ride."
Little Thurston looked up to his daddy and giggles. His son grabbed the reins and like a pro and pretended to ride him, Thurston was impressed with his son.
" Yes my son, soon we will be getting you a real pony!"
" horsey!" Little Thurston says.
Meanwhile, Lovey was telling her daughter a story. It was the twins nap time and she was hoping her husband would be back soon.
Emily soon fell asleep and Lovey kissed her tiny forehead.
She left the hut, in search of her husband.
" MaryAnn, little Emily just fell asleep, do you think you and Ginger could watch her, I have to go and find my husband." Lovey says.
" Of course Mrs. Howell!" she says smiling as the older woman went on her way.
She became worried after looking for half an hour in all of their spots, finally she checked the end of the lagoon and saw her husband a baby boy sleeping in their chaise.
She approached them quietly.
" Dear, how about taking a nap with the children." she whispers in her husbands ear.
He quickly woke up and kisses his wife.
" Alright Lovey." he says as he carries his sleeping son to their hut.
Lovey took a seat in the chaise. she sighs as she sits down.
Having children was different than she thought, of course with no help, they probably wouldn't be as close to them as she thought. She was glad to be on the island, doing this by herself. They were becoming two little people, and she loved being a mother.
She walked back to the huts to still find her husband and children sound asleep.
" Mrs. Howell, you have been quiet today, is everything alright?" the professor asked her seeing her sit down beside him at the picnic table.
"Just tired. I would go to sleep, but my poor husband has been up all night taking care of the twins, but that is the only work we'll do, and it's worth it!"
The others laughed, agreeing with her.
Mary Ann made dinner while the baby Howell twins slept. Soon, it was time to eat and everyone sat down to eat. Suddenly, they heard little Emily scream. Mrs. Howell nearly fainted, once again fearing the worst, but instead got up and ran as fast as her thousand dollar heels could go to her hut.
"What's wrong!" She questioned worriedly. Emily had accidentally slipped to far under the blanket and was suffocating.
"THURSTON!" She screamed.
"What happened Lovey?" His wife pointed to the coughing baby. He took Emily in his arms and patted her back until she stopped coughing.
"Oh Thurston you saved her!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around him and passionately kissing him. He had saved their daughter from suffocating!
The others looked relieved everything was fine.
After dinner, they all went to bed.
Lovey couldn't sleep at all. She watched her husband sleep, and her two children.
It scared her terribly to think what may have happened.
She shifted in the bamboo rocking chair as she looked into the two bassinets.
Thurston woke up. " Lovey, are you still up, it's half past two?" the millionaire asks, walking over to his wife.
" Yes." she says still shaken up.
" Oh Lovey, it was an accident. Everything is alright, please come to bed darling?" he pleads.
"I can't. Not yet." she replies.
He kissed her and went back to sleep.
The next morning Lovey was up feeding her two children.
When Thurston walked outside he noticed his wife was still in her night gown, which was unusual. He kissed her and sat down with the others.
" Lovey, you look tired. Why don't you go to bed, I will take the kids?" he offers.
She nods, and walks into the hut.
" Poor Lovey, she hasn't slept a wink since little Emily had that accident. Professor there must be something you can give her?" Thurston pleaded with the professor.
" I will go in and see about her in a little while. She just needs rest Mr. Howell." he reassures him.
"
Tell Lovey I'm taking the kids to the lagoon." he says.
" Mr. Howell do you mind if Ginger and I come with you?" MaryAnn and Ginger asks.
" Of course not!" he says.
He handed Emily to her 'aunts' and they went to the lagoon.
Lovey got to sleep a solid 2 hours. She remembered Thurston had their children. She was hungry so she went out to get something to eat.
The professor was out reading a book.
"Mrs. Howell, your husband and the girls went to the lagoon, they should be coming back soon." the professor says.
" Thank you." she says.
" Here, the girls left me this soup for you." he says handing her the bowl.
She ate quickly before seeing her husband and children coming.
" My children, did you have fun with daddy?" she asks picking up her twins.
They smiled and laughed.
" Thank you dear." she kisses her husband.
" Did you get a chance to rest Lovey?" he asks.
" Not much, I woke up thinking about what happened." she begins to tear up. The others knew she must have felt terrible.
" Come sit down Lovey." her husband offers.
Lovey, please, the children are fine- little Emily is ok now. It wasn't your fault, you can rest. Please try and rest for me, I'm so worried about you!" Thurston pleaded, hoping to give his poor wife a break.
Lovey began to tear up again. "B-b-but I feel like such a bad mother though. It never would have happened if I hadn't left them alone." She looked like she was about to cry.
"Lovey please- you are an amazing mother and it was not your fault!' He explained, hoping to reassure his worried wife.
Lovey dried her tears and sat down next to her husband. She may have thought it was her fault but she didn't want to upset her husband.
" Now please Lovey, get some sleep." He said, leading his distraught wife back to the hut.
The rest of the castaways sat around their bamboo table, still worried, yet relieved about Mrs. Howell and the twins.
Lovey once again tried to sleep, she eventually did and almost slept through a whole day.
When she woke up she saw it was midnight, and made no effort to get out of bed. She turned and looked to see the twins sound asleep, and alright, as well as her husband.
He was mumbling about money and cuddling his beloved Teddy.
The next few days went by and she was doing a little better. She sat holding her tiny son and daughter, whom were eating.
She came out with them and sat with the others.
" Mrs. Howell we would be more than happy to take the kids for the day so you and Mr. Howell can do what ever you like." Ginger says.
She hesitated but figured they would be alright.
" Very well. Thurston and I are going to take a walk. You two be good for the others now!" Lovey says kissing her son and daughter.
She handed them too the girls and she and Thurston went for a peaceful walk.
Ah the air is nice, isn't it Lovey?" he asks patting his wife's arm.
" Yes Thurston." she says.
" Do you feel any better since you got to rest?" he asks as they stop and sit down.
" A little dear, but I will be fine." she kissed his cheek to reassure him, but it didn't work.
She was pale, and looked sick.
" The twins will be fine. The girls always do a good job, and if they need anything, the professor can help them." he replies.
" You're right darling."
They got up and continued to walk. When they returned to the hut area, the castaways were just putting the twins to bed.
" Thank you all, I hope they weren't any trouble." Thurston says to the Skipper.
" They weren't, but Gilligan was." he says which made them all, even Gilligan laugh.
" Goodnight." the rest of the castaways said, taking off to their huts.
Lovey kissed the twins goodnight, and then climbed into bed herself. She was doing better, but she didn't get much sleep that night, she didn't feel too well. It was harder than she thought to convince Thurston she was ok.
"Lovey- are you awake?" Thurston asked.
"Yes.. I don't feel too good darling" She threw up then, and Thurston quickly got up and helped his wife. She finally stopped throwing up and Thurston, worried, made her go to sleep, keeping a close watch on her.
The next morning, Lovey was still asleep. He gave the twins to the girls after breakfast.
" Mr. Howell, is everything alright?" the professor asks, noticing his behavior.
"
It's Lovey. She was terribly sick last night. She has been so ill these past few days." he says worrying.
" Don't worry Mr. Howell, I will find out what is wrong with her. When she wakes up come and find me." he says.
" Thank you." I think I'm going to check on her." he says quickly walking back to his hut.
He opened the door quietly and saw his wife still sleeping.
" Thurston." she says.
" Yes, are you feeling better?" he asks as she turns to face him.
" Not really. I feel just dreadful." she says. Thurston noticed his wife's pale complexion.
" I am going to get the professor Lovey." he says kissing his wife before running to find him.
Thurston found it so un- Howell for a Howell to be sick. He worried for his poor wife.
"Professor?" Mr. Howell called. "Where is the professor?"
"Here!" Professor called. "What is it?'
"Lovey is worrying me, she's dreadfully sick, I think it is because of this whole accident, please, help her!" He pleaded.
"Oh..." The professor felt bad for the elder woman.
They walked to the hut. "Mrs. Howell?" "Are you ok?"
"Oh Professor, help me!" she cried. "It's my fault, everything. I just can't sleep thinking about what happened. After we lost 1 son, I don't want to lose another! it would kill me." she cried, before bursting into tears. Professor knew even though it had been a miracle she had children, this was a sensitive subject, considering she could have lost another child.
Thurston ran by her side to comfort her. "It's ok now, Emily and Little Thurston are fine darling." He cooed, trying to calm his emotionally unstable (at the moment) wife.
Lovey wiped her eyes, and Thurston rubbed her back, hoping to make her feel better.
" Mrs. Howell, it's not your fault. It was a complete accident, that could happen to anyone. I know you have had trouble sleeping, why don't you try taking sleeping pills for a few nights." he suggests, he really didn't know what was wrong with the elder woman, only that she was upset to the point of making herself sick.
She nods. He hands her one with a glass of water and she was instantly out.
" This should help her, but too many sleeping pills aren't good. I know that this has been a very emotional time for you both, I'm truly sorry." he says before walking out of the hut in tears himself.
Thurston sat by his wife's bedside holding her tired hands in his. He was scared too, but she needed to get well for them.
Thurston Howell III may have been rich, but he had feelings. At this point he was an emotional mess as well, he just didn't show it. He was so blessed to finally have two beautiful children, but the thought of losing one was terrifying and he would have killed himself if anything did happen. Silently he prayed, still holding his wife's warm hands, hoping she would be better. He knew this would be hard for his wife. The other castaways prayed too.
"Gee Skipper, I would hate to be in the Howells place right now." Mary Ann sighed. She was holding Emily, who had no idea what was happening.
"They are right back where they started before they had kids... emotional." Professor expained.
"We all have to be careful around them, they are terrified of losing another child. We have to reassure them that they will never lose another child." Skipper said.
"I agree." Said Professor.
Meanwhile, Thurston was still praying, when tears began to fall and roll down his cheeks. He was supposed to be strong, and help his wife through this, but now it was him who needed help.
What the millionaires needed, was something money couldn't buy...reassurance.
As Thurston wiped his tears, he remembered when the professor told him he was going to be a dad, and he smiled.
He had waited 23 years to hear that word. He finally realized it wasn't going to be taken away.
" Lovey?" he asks his wife.
She stirred around.
" I know you possibly can't hear me, but remember when the professor told us, we were going to be parents?" he chuckled at the thought of his wife when she came running to him. He continued, " I saw the look in your eyes. We both couldn't believe it and now we have two of the most beautiful children. Lovey, it wasn't your fault we lost our first son, we have to be strong. What happened to Emily was an accident, and we know it won't possibly happen again. I need you to be strong darling, so we can both be there for our children." She woke up, and had heard everything.
" Oh Thurston! Your right! We do need to be there for them, I just worry something will happen because they're so small, but I know having you, you will protect them." she cried.
He kissed her and then she went back to sleep. He went outside to get his twins.
" How is she?" The professor asks.
" I think Lovey will be fine. Thank you all for being such wonderful friends to us." he says before walking off with his sleeping children.
As he tucked them in, he kissed his wife one last time, hoping to start the day with a new look on life.
