Ava opened the door of the auditorium and pushed open the second set of doors to her left to go outside. The chill of the freezing air pricked at Ava's cheeks as she hugged her arms close to her body, her jaw clattered rapidly as she gave a quick scan of the mostly filled parking lot for her mother's car. She didn't see the black SUV and turned to go back inside and wait where she could still see.
Shelby had spent the last hour at the grocery store, getting a few things to last the next two weeks until she'd go shopping again. In the last three days the new mom had learned just how much food two teenagers went through and made sure to stock her cart with extra snacks, two cases of bottled water, and coffee. Definitely coffee. She had been running out of energy faster these days and was going through coffee like mad. Checking her watch while waiting for her credit card to be approved at the register, Shelby sighed. She had hoped she'd have enough time to stop at home to put away the groceries before getting the twins.
Ava was heading back into the school as Shelby pulled into the entrance of the school. She honked the horn, getting Ava's attention and pulled up along side the sidewalk, unlocking the doors for her daughter.
"Hey, Ava."
"Hi." Ava closed the door and fastened her seatbelt.
"Where's Rachel? We need to hurry up and get home, there's groceries in the trunk."
"It's Friday." Ava stated, looking at her mom. "Her and Puck go out for dinner and sometimes a movie. Tonight they are going to see a movie though."
"She what?" Shelby seethed. Rachel had obviously not called Shelby for permission and this didn't settle well with the mom. "Where did they go to eat?"
"I don't know. Her and Puck were trying to decide when they left a few minutes ago."
"What time is their movie?" Shelby asked. Since it wasn't known where their dinner was going to be held, she'd just snag Rachel at the theater.
"I'm not sure about that either."
"Great." Shelby growled and started the car.
"What are we going to do after we put the groceries away?"
"You know what Ava, that's the last thing on my mind right now as I have no idea where your sister is or when she will be home." Shelby snapped.
"Sorry." Ava ruefully said.
Shelby exhaled, mad at herself for being short with Ava. Worse than that, she pretty much told Ava she didn't give a crap about spending time with her alone. Nice job, Shelby. Nice job.
"Ava-"
"-I should have more information for you. Kurt's father typically asks the 'where, when, and with who' questions and it would only make sense that as an overprotective parent such as yourself, would want to know those specifics."
"It's not that I'm overprotective, Ava. To you and Rachel it seems that way because of the type of parenting style your dads use." If you could even call it a parenting style, Shelby saw it being more of a business partner relationship. "I like to know where my children are and expect that they have my permission before they go off with friends and boyfriends. Especially their boyfriends, considering I already have to deal with one child who is having her own baby."
Ava remained quiet the rest of the car ride and during the several trips from the house to the car to unload the groceries from the trunk. Shelby left Ava to put the food away, while she went outside to try and get in contact with her other daughter. Shelby called Rachel twice and sent four text messages, demanding Rachel call her back ASAP.
Rachel's phone was resting on the top of her purse and the screen lit up, flashing Shelby's name for the seventh time. Seeing how close the messages and phone calls were coming in, Rachel knew Shelby probably wasn't happy with her. She stared at the phone, wondering if she should answer the third phone call or not. Holding the phone in her hand, Rachel rolled her eyes. She was going to be seventeen in less than 30 days. Her dads trusted her to let her do whatever she wanted and make her own judgement call on how long she stayed out. Shelby needed to understand she was not a toddler.
Shelby was about to go back in the house, when Rachel decided to return her calls. "Rachel Barbra Berry, where the hell are you?" She demanded to know.
"Mom." Rachel confidently stated. "I am out to dinner with Puck and then we are going to a movie. I will be home after that, most likely."
"You are going to tell me where you are and I am coming to get you. Tell me where you are."
"No." Rachel defiantly squared her shoulders and her voice. "I will be home later."
"No? No?" Shelby repeated, floored by the girl's response. No one told Shelby Corcoran no. "Rachel-"
"Our food is ready." Rachel lied. "I have to go."
"Rachel, if you hang up on me, you're going-" Shelby began her threat but never got to finish it. Rachel's phone cut out and sure enough Shelby had just been hung up on. "You are so dead."
Ava had finished putting away the groceries and was sitting at the breakfast bar, texting Sam and Santana when Shelby walked in the door. Shelby placed her phone on the counter and went around the other side of the bar to be across from Ava.
"Talk to Rachel?" Ava asked, feeling Shelby's stare on her.
"Sure." Shelby replied, not wanting to talk about the Rachel situation at the moment. "Have any homework?"
"No." Ava answered, typing out a message to Santana. She sent the message and got off the bar stool. "I'm going to take a nap."
"Are you feeling alright?" Shelby asked, moving to stand by Ava.
"I'm fine." Ava shortly replied and went over to the couch.
"You can sleep in my bed. It's quicker than getting the pull out set up and more comfortable than the couch itself."
"Fine." Ava said, grabbing the blanket she got Mason the other day. It had become her favorite blanket to cuddle with at night.
Shelby had Ava change out of her workout clothes she had worn for glee rehearsals and into some pajamas. She peeled back the covers of her bed and fixed the pillows a little before setting the remote to the TV on the bed in case Ava wanted to watch some television before falling asleep Ava walked into the room and climbed into the bed. Shelby sat on the edge of the mattress and got Ava tucked in, kissing her forehead before standing up.
"I'll wake you up for dinner." Shelby quietly said as Ava got comfortable on her side.
"Don't worry about it." Ava said, Shelby missing the edge in her voice. She knew she had to eat but didn't want to be woken up at a specific time. Glee had worn her out and staying asleep at night wasn't so easy anymore.
"I'll wake you up for dinner." Ava sensed the stern parental tone in her mother's voice.
"Fine." She grumbled.
Shelby stared at Ava's back, taken back by Ava's sudden moodiness but chalked it up to pregnancy hormones as she left the room. In the chaos of having two teens, Shelby had become behind on laundry. The bathroom hamper was full of clothes, towels, and the sheet from the pull out following Rachel's prank on Ava.
Rachel reached over and held Puck's hand as they walked to the front door of the condo. Shelby had left the porch light on and the rest of the lights in the house were off. It was well after one in the morning and Rachel was sure Shelby was asleep. After hearing the anger in her voice earlier, Rachel was glad to be able to go to bed and not have to deal with Shelby until later in the morning. Hopefully by then Shelby had calmed down some so Rachel could explain to her that Shelby had acted ridiculously.
Finally coming up for air, Puck and Rachel's lips parted and Rachel moved to the door, placing her hand on the handle. Puck kissed her one last time and he walked to his car, waiting to make sure Rachel got in alright before leaving. Rachel shut the door, slipping off her black flats and hanging up her jacket. The only light in the condo that was on, was the light above the stove that Shelby always left on after she had gone to bed. Rachel didn't want to make any noise digging through the closet to find something to wear to bed and went into the bathroom to pull out the clothes she had worn the night before.
"Damn." She huffed. Shelby had done laundry. Rachel unlocked the bathroom door and twisted the door handle, coming face to face with Shelby. "Hello, Mother." She greeted with annoyance in her voice to let her mom know she was not happy with her as she walked out to the livingroom. Halfway to the closet, Rachel spun on her heels to look at Shelby. "Oh, and by the way, I am going to the closet so you don't need to blow up my phone asking where I am."
"I'd be careful with the smartass comments." Shelby warned, folding her arms across her chest. "You're in enough trouble as it is. I'm grounding you for the rest of the weekend. No friends, no phone or iPod, and you'll be going to bed at 9:30."
"What!?" Rachel shouted.
"Keep your voice down, your sister is sleeping." Shelby said, referring to the other teen sleeping just a mere three feet away. "Now, I don't feel like having this conversation at 1:30 in the morning. I'd like for you to get some pajamas on and go to bed. You've been up late enough and considering you like to be up early in the morning, you need some sleep."
"I don't need to be told what to do. I am more than capable of deciding when I need to go to bed." Rachel snapped.
She was about to spin around and go to the closet but Shelby was quicker and grabbed Rachel's arm. Shelby easily lifted Rachel off the ground and carried her into the bedroom to keep the noise down to not disturb Ava. She placed Rachel on her feet and closed the bedroom door. Shelby locked the door and took Rachel's arm in her hand once more, walking her to the chair in the corner of the room. Rachel sat down and crossed her arms, glaring heavily at her mother.
Shelby held her own hard stare as she stooped down to be eye level with Rachel. "First of all, drop the glare." When Rachel refused, Shelby tightened up her voice. "Now."
Rachel waited a few seconds and eventually lowered her glare but still gave her mom a displeased look. Shelby was about to repeat herself but decided to pick her battles. Rachel had already removed some of the anger from her face and Shelby was going to accept that Rachel wasn't happy with her.
"It's 1:30 in the morning. I'm tired and I know you're tired, whether you want to admit it or not. You are aware that your actions over the last few hours are not sitting well with me and you should be thankful that I am not jumping down your throat and go to bed without saying anything other than I'm sorry and goodnight." Shelby said. "I am giving you this chance to go do as I ask. We can talk in the morning when we are both well rested and have had sometime to calm down. Trust me, Rach, you'll want to take this offer as I won't always be willing to wait."
Rachel unfolded her arms and got to her feet when Shelby stepped back just a tad bit. For a moment Shelby thought Rachel was going to peacefully do what she was told. Rachel, who fully planned to drop the talk until later on because she was in fact tired, had one more thing to say to Shelby before she left the room. "You need to understand that while I crave to live the normal teenage life I was deprived of, I also have been raised to take care of myself and make my own decisions. I will do what I want, when I want. If I choose to go out in the middle of the night without telling you, I will. You should be thankful if I even leave a note telling you where I went and when I'll be back."
Shelby's jaw clenched and she held back on yelling at Rachel. Unlocking the door, Shelby went to the closet and grabbed some cotton shorts and tank top, handing it to Rachel, who had followed her out.
"Change and come back into my room." Shelby said, placing the clothing in Rachel's arms. Rachel growled but went to the bathroom, slamming the door.
Rachel emerged minutes later, slamming the door again, and found her mom in her room. Shelby had grabbed an extra blanket, deciding it would be best for Rachel to sleep in her room tonight. Her bed was pushed up against the wall and she was going to have Rachel sleep between her and the wall. Rachel was directed into the bed and grumbled a few words as she crawled across. Shelby's hand shot out and landed a quick and stinging swat to Rachel's thinly covered backside.
"Ow." Rachel whimpered, rubbing her bottom a little before getting under the covers.
"I suggest you not talk under your breath." Shelby said. "Or at least talk quieter if you are going to use the F-word, which if I hear it again, you'll be tasting soap for a week."
"Sorry." Rachel mumbled.
"Lay down and I'll be right back." Shelby said, wanting to make sure Rachel had locked the front door.
"Mom?" Ava's sleepy voice whispered out into the semi darkness.
"It's okay, baby. Go back to sleep." Shelby cooed, her sleepy tone matching Ava's.
"Rachel?" She whimpered.
"She's home, don't worry." Shelby assured her.
"No she's not." Ava said after a quick glance to the bed beside her. "You're lying."
Ava was half awake and overly tired. Shelby knew Ava wasn't going to go to bed until she saw Rachel. Even then, Ava wasn't going to want to go back to sleep without Rachel by her side. She gathered Ava's blanket and let the girl hold on to the baby blanket as she guided Ava into her bedroom. Though she could hardly keep her eyes open or balance, Ava's eyes lit up when she saw that Rachel was in fact home.
"Get into bed." Shelby kindly said and Ava got in, climbing over Rachel so she could be against the wall. Shelby covered the two up with their blankets and got in bed herself, seeing it was almost two in the morning. She kissed them each goodnight and laid down. "No one gets out of bed before ten."
"Sweet." Ava mumbled with a smile. No one had to tell her twice.
"But mom-" Rachel whined, sleepiness playing a huge factor.
"Ten O'clock, Rachel." Shelby repeated, turning out the lamp on the bedside table. She could feel Rachel angrily pouting beside her and she rolled over to kiss Rachel's temple. "You'll thank me tomorrow." She whispered.
Rachel woke up naturally at six, just four hours later and sighed. Shelby had said to stay in bed until ten but what was she going to do until then? Ava had turned in her sleep to face the wall and Shelby was on her side, facing the twins. Rachel was still kinda tired and snuggled her blankets, trying to go back to sleep but it was no use. She hadn't slept in since she was nine years old. By 6:30, Rachel had enough and sat up. An arm next to her snaked out and pulled her back down to the bed.
"What time is it?" Shelby asked, her eyes still closed.
"9:45." Rachel lied.
"Lay with me." Shelby wiggled herself close to Rachel. "Just for a couple minutes, then I'll make you breakfast."
Rachel didn't protest at all and instead, cuddled into her mom. She had dreamed about these kinds of moments all her life and wasn't about to let the opportunity pass her by. Shelby's eyes were closed when Rachel glanced up from her mom's chest but she knew the woman was still awake as she had a smile on her face.
"Mom?" Rachel quietly said, knowing if she woke up Ava, there would be hell to pay.
"Hmm?" Shelby hummed with a yawn.
"I'm sorry about before, I should have told you Puck and I were going on a date."
Shelby opened one eye, astonished by Rachel's version of an apology. She sat up, letting both eyes get use to the little light the morning sun had to offer and glanced at the time. She groaned but got to her feet. Clearly this conversation was going to be had much much early than Shelby had planned. She motioned Rachel to follow her and they left Ava to sleep. Rachel was sat down on the pull out and Shelby went over to start the coffee; she was going to need lots of it to make it through the day. With a cup in hand, Shelby took a hot sip and sat down by Rachel, leaning against the back of the couch.
"I appreciate you trying to apologize on your own but it's not a proper apology." Shelby finally said after taking a few more sips of her precious drink.
"But I said I was sorry for not telling you." Rachel said.
"Exactly what I'm talking about, Rachel." Shelby said. "I'm not mad because you didn't tell me you were going, I am mad because you didn't ask if you could go out."
"But I'm going to be se-"
"-Seventeen. I know." Shelby finished for Rachel. "And until you turn eighteen, you have to listen to me and your dads and obey our rules. Next time you want to go out with Noah or with your friends or your sister, you need to ask me first. You don't just take off and have your sister let me know where you are going."
"My dads don't care." Rachel complained. "Why can't you trust me like they do?"
"Rachel, I do trust you but that doesn't change me needing to know where you are. What if something had happened? Like you and Noah got into a car accident somewhere out in the back roads, where cars rarely go by and no one finds you until morning and you are severely injured. Rachel, I would have no idea where to look for you and you could be dead before anyone even discovered there had been an accident." Shelby gave an example, hoping Rachel would see the severity of her actions but it didn't seem to be working. However, Shelby had another scenario. "Or what if your phone had died during the movie and something happened to Ava?"
Rachel's eyes flashed with fear. She would hate herself if she wasn't there for her sister. "Because you didn't tell me where you were eating or which movie you were going to see at what time, I wouldn't know where the hell to find you. Meanwhile, your sister is laying in the hospital, scared. You should have seen the look on Ava's face when she didn't see you in the bed next to her before she knew you were home. She was nearly in tears, scared that you weren't home yet and she didn't even know where to find you. Picture that, now picture her not on this very bed but in the hospital, crying ten times worse. Picture her crying if something had happened to you."
Tears were now streaming down Rachel's face, she hadn't thought about any of this. She never had too. No one ever pointed these things out to her. Rachel had always been allowed to come and go as she pleased. Shelby hated seeing Rachel crying but we pleased to know at least something got through to the girl. Shelby placed her empty cup on the floor and pulled Rachel to sit sideways on her lap.
"I don't mean to upset you, Rachel, that wasn't my intention. All I want you to do, is understand why I need to know where you are." Shelby softly explained, wiping Rachel's face. "I love you, Rachel."
"I love you too." Rachel laid her head on Shelby's shoulder, letting her mom rock her gently. Tilting her head up, Rachel gave Shelby a pair of puppy dog eyes and a small but painfully sweet smile. "Since we talked about it and it's my first offense, maybe I could be let off my grounding?"
"No." Shelby shook her head. She wasn't harsh about it but was letting Rachel know she was serious. "On top of refusing to tell me where you were, you hung up on me, and yelled at me. There needs to be some sort of punishment for that."
"I guess." Rachel sighed, replacing her head back on Shelby's shoulder and began playing with the silver bracelet on Shelby's wrist.
Shelby felt Rachel's fingers slowly relaxing before dropping completely from her wrist, recognizing that Rachel had fallen back asleep. There wasn't much room for Shelby to move without waking Rachel up but she was able to stretch out enough to fall asleep a half hour later. By the time Shelby woke up a few hours later, Rachel had moved to spread out on the bed with her head resting in Shelby's lap. Rustling in the kitchen, pulled Shelby's attention to a hungry Ava making herself a bowl of cereal.
"How long have you been up?" Shelby asked after she had untangled herself from Rachel's hold around her waist.
"Ten minutes." Ava yawned.
"Mind if we talk while you eat?" Shelby asked, sitting down on a stool, while Ava chose to stand at the counter. Ava nodded as she chewed on her first bite of food. "Rachel's grounded from her phone and friends this weekend for actions yesterday. I don't want you letting her borrow your phone or iPod."
"I won't."
"Thank you." Shelby said. "And I am going to tell you the same thing I told her, before you go out with friends or whoever, you need my permission."
"Gottcha." Ava said. "So, I'm assuming that since Rachel is grounded we are too?"
"No, she's only grounded from friends. The three of us can still go out and what not."
"Where are we going?" Ava asked.
"I don't know, I haven't thought much about it." Shelby shrugged.
Several hours later, Shelby had gone into her room to nap while the girls watched a movie. Shelby promised after her nap that they would go get some lunch and then hit up the music store. They were having a great sale and both Rachel and Shelby were dying to go. Rachel and Ava had each taken a shower before Shelby laid down, to make it quicker and easier to get out the door later; they'd only have to wait for Shelby.
"You need to clean up your mess." Rachel said of Ava's makeup and hair products that were currently spread out on the bed and floor.
"I will." Ava replied from her side of the closet. She was trying to find a sweater to wear over her tank top.
"Right now, not two days from now." Rachel firmly said.
Ava sighed and hung up her sweaters and began to collect her beauty products, dropping them in a small storage basket that Shelby lent her. Rachel then got Ava to help her fold up the bed and replace the cushions. Shelby came out of the room just after the girls sat back down on the couch with a towel in her hands.
"Great job cleaning up." Shelby praised. "I'm going to take my shower and then we can go."
"Ava, it's almost one. You need to take your prenatal." Rachel said, standing up and going to the kitchen counter.
"I already took it." Ava called over to her sister.
"No you didn't."
"Yeah." Ava said, very annoyed. "You can even ask mom, I took it after I ate my breakfast."
"That she did." Shelby nodded.
"Did you go for your walk?" Rachel took on a motherly tone and placed her hands on her hips.
"Not yet but seeing as we are going to the music store, I'll just call that my walk for the day." Ava concluded.
"I don't think a walk around a store is what the doctor meant."
"Look, I know what I should and should not be doing. You need to back off a little." Ava calmly said.
"Really?" Rachel challenged. "Because you were suppose to stop drinking soda and yet you had two cans today so far."
"What are you my mother? I don't need you to tell me what to do." Ava crossed her arms. "Back off."
"Clearly you do need my help, otherwise your clothes will stay on the floor until they grow legs of their own."
"So I don't pick up my clothes right away! Who cares?" Ava exclaimed. "And it's not like I leave them in the middle of the floor, I make a small pile of them."
"It takes just as much energy to throw them in the dirty clothes hamper as it does to make a freaking pile. Why not just toss them in the hamper and be done with it instead of doing it three hours later?"
"You're really getting on my nerves." Ava said, stepping closer to her sister.
"You've been on my nerves." Rachel growled, closing off the little space Ava had left.
"Alright. Enough." Shelby said, pushing them apart. "I get that sharing this condo is rough and there's no room to escape away from everyone or to get any privacy. There's nothing I can do about it right this second, so you're going to have to figure out how to manage. Ava, I have an extra laundry basket I can put in the closet for you to use instead of walking to the bathroom."
"Like ten extra steps is going to kill her." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"And Rachel, I understand you like to have things organized and precise but you have to take a step or two back." Shelby then spoke to both girls. "It's just going to take the two of you to adjust just a little to accommodate each other. Ava, try to keep your things picked up and out of Rachel's way. Rachel, try to not nag your sister when she does have things laying around, okay?"
"Okay." The twins grumbled.
"Good."
Through the rest of the day, Shelby was constantly having to referee fights between the twins. Ava mostly just wanted to have a relaxing weekend and just hang around the condo; Shelby too. Rachel, however, could not sit still and was picking fights with Ava over small and stupid stuff. Shelby remembered what Rose had said about Rachel's abnormal amount of energy and was starting to see what the old lady meant. She really started to pay attention more to Rachel's mannerisms.
When sitting in the car, Rachel played with her hands or ran her fingers along the buttons of the car door. During quiet times, movies or while watching TV, Rachel would all of a sudden need to get up and move about. Sometimes she'd pace the kitchen like she was looking for something to eat but would stop and return to her seat, only to find something else to do moments later. Then there were the times Shelby would ask a question that would require a simple answer and Rachel would give her a ten minute dissertation without really answering the question.
Saturday night, following dinner, Shelby got the girls dressed for a short walk before they settled down for the night. Rachel opted to jog along side her sister and mother, often running ahead of them and circling back around to be beside them once more. As Rachel took off to run ahead, Shelby took this moment to talk to Ava.
"Has Rachel ever seen a doctor or someone about her restlessness?"
"No, not that I remember." Ava replied. "But this does happen sometimes, mostly when there's a big change in her life."
"What happens?"
"She seems fine at first but then after a few days, she's hardly sleeping and doesn't seem to stop moving. Once she gets use to the change and adjusts, she'll slow down. I hate when she goes through these things, I never know what to do and I try to keep up with her to keep her company but I just can't."
"When did it start?" Shelby asked.
"The first time I really remember was when we were seven." Ava thought back. "Our dads got into a huge fight and split up. Out of the whole six months of their split, the first three months, Rachel got about 1-3 hours of sleep at night. But you'd never know because she'd be a ball of energy the next day."
"What did your dads think?"
"They chalked it up to her being an active little kid, then as she got older she was instructed to keep it under control. She does fairly well but it's not easy for Rachel, especially in glee. Most people think her sudden interruptions are her being a pain but it's just she gets ideas and can't help but say something right away. Honestly, it's kinda why I joined glee; to keep everyone from being mean to her. They know with me around, I won't put up with it."
"It explains a lot." Shelby sighed and rubbed her face.
"Don't beat yourself up." Ava said, seeing the distress on Shelby's face. "You're new to the mom thing and still learning how Rachel and I work."
"I should have been there." Shelby blurted out. She reached beside her and grabbed Ava's arm, stopping them. "From the beginning. I should have been there and things wouldn't be as they are."
"What do you mean?" Ava asked.
"I don't mean any disrespect towards your fathers and I am not trying to turn you against them." Shelby started.
"But?"
"But I am very angry with them." Shelby said. "I want to yell and scream at them for not giving you a real childhood. Business meetings, wine tastings, and having to work for every penny they gave you, that's not a childhood. While I am grateful they tried to instill values in you that a lot of kids your age lack, I think they took it too far. Had I been there, I wouldn't have allowed it to happen. I don't know how to change the last seventeen years of your lives to give you a normal life."
"Mom, I'm not a doctor and I am no where near a psychologist but I do know that even though we are identical twins, Rachel and I are wired different. We were raised in the same environment and started public schools at the same time, yet I was able to adapt quicker; Rachel was not. I struggled for awhile but when I became a Cheerio, it helped tremendously. It forced me to get to know my teammates because I had to trust them to not kill me. And aside from the few times Quinn accidentally forgot to catch me, they caught me every time and I made a lot of friends from cheering. Now Rachel knows she's not like everyone else and not just because she wears the weirdest clothes. She can't figure out why she is the way she is. "
"She has no control over how she may or may not have been wired."
"And that's Rachel biggest problem. You can see Rachel needs to be in control, it's what our dads have taught her." Ava pointed out. "Now, I've done some research but again, I'm not a doctor but I think Rachel has ADHD with a pinch or two of OCD. I think that's why she's had such a hard time adjusting. Rachel is dead set on making sure she is doing everything perfectly and when things are a mess, she can't function properly and her hyperactivity doesn't help at all."
"I can understand that." Shelby said as she noticed Rachel was on her way back towards them.
"Look, I know I'm gonna be asking for a lot from you, especially with Mason and I have tried to help Rachel but I can only do so much. You can help her though." Ava said. "Please?"
"Of course I am going to help her." Shelby assured her daughter.
"What's the hold up?" Rachel asked, jogging up to Shelby and Ava.
"Nothing, my feet hurt." Ava said before Shelby could answer.
"We should head home anyway, we have a busy day tomorrow anyway." Shelby said.
"We do?" Rachel asked. "What are we doing?"
"House hunting." Shelby stated.
After the day she had, Shelby need a home where she could effectively separate the twins.
She also needed a drink.