Fourteen days; six hundred seventy two hours; forty thousand, eight hundred and ninety two minutes, that's how long Heather had been on bed rest. She hadn't complained, she hadn't disobeyed the doctor, and she hadn't been cramping anymore. Dr. McClain's office was packed this morning, but to be honest Heather didn't mind. She hadn't been out of the house in two weeks; she had barely left her room. Keeping her self occupied with the assignments the teachers were sending home. Opera had also become her friend. She hoped that Dr. McClain would take her off bed rest, but something told her she he wouldn't.
Rachel moved in the seat beside her, pulling Heather out of her thoughts to glance over, "You okay Sis?"
"Yeah, your nephew is just really kicking," Rachel says. In the last two weeks Dylan had went from kicking spells to kicking marathons. His kicked had grown stronger too. Rachel puts her hand over a bulge in her huge stomach, "Feel this," She says moving Heather's hand over the spot.
Heather laughs, "He
wants you to kiss his foot," She says feeling her nephew stick is
foot out.
Rachel rolls her eyes, "Great, you're making him a
smart ass."
"No, it's in his genes Rach," Heather smirks.
Rachel rolls her eyes, "Shut up."
"Just telling you the truth," Heather laughs, "This is good huh?"
"The fact that there's a baby rearranging my organs is a good thing to you?" Rachel kinks an eye brow.
"No, I mean just you and me." Heather says. "Which by the way, these two are doing a little rearranging of their own."
Rachel smiles, putting hand on her stomach feeling one of the babies give a big kick, "Wow." She says.
"What?" Heather asks as Rachel's eyes get bigger.
"Nothing, I just hadn't actually felt them move yet." Rachel says slightly tickling her stomach.
Heather smiles, "They get stronger by the day."
"And they need to stay put so they can get even stronger," Rachel says.
"Heather and Rachel Gatina," The nurse calls.
Rachel lifts her seven month pregnant self up, watching as Heather lifts her six and half month pregnant self up. Together the two make their way to the back. "Step up." The nurse says motioning for Rachel.
"Are you sure I have to get checked?" Rachel asks stepping up.
"Well, Dr. McClain said he might as well check you out while we're here, and we're going to be here ever two weeks from know on anyways." Heather says.
"You've gained another six pounds," The nurse smiles.
"I feel like I gained another ton," Rachel says, "I can't even walk anymore, I waddle."
Heather puts her hands on her lower back, "You waddle?"
"Well not as bad as you, but still" Rachel smirks.
Heather glares and steps up on the scale, "You've gained nine pounds good job!" the nurse says smiling.
"Nine?" Heather rubs her huge stomach, "Guess bed rest works for putting weight on."
"Lets get vitals," The nurse says. She takes the girls vitals then leads them to an exam room, "Heather get into the gown first okay?"
Heather sighs and nods, "Okay, sure thing."
The nurse shakes her head closing the door. Heather gets undressed and puts the gown on, "It doesn't fit!" She says, "It won't close in the back anymore!"
Rachel tries not to laugh, "Honey it's okay."
"It's not funny!" Heather looks at her shocked, "I'm only six and half months and I'm the size of a freaking elephant!" tears roll down her cheeks.
"Heather, you aren't an elephant, you're just a little bigger then me, because you're having twins." Rachel says gently.
"It won't close!" Heather says again trying to close the gown to cover her butt.
"It's okay, just set down on the table." Rachel says.
Heather sets down crossing her arms across her chest over her stomach looking annoyed. Dr. McClain come in smiling brightly, "How are we today?"
"Huge! Your gown doesn't even fit anymore!" Heather almost yells, as he raises and eyebrow at her.
"She's feeling a little self conscious about her weight." Rachel says from her corner.
Dr. McClain nods, "Well for the record it's a good sign that you are putting weight." Heather rolls her eyes, "How are feeling? Any more cramping?"
"No, no cramping, no hurting, no bleeding nothing." Heather assures him.
"Good, have you been staying in bed?" He sets down looking at her.
"Yes, I've stayed in bed, I've rested and I've lost my mind," Heather says with a sigh.
"You haven't lost your mind," Dr. McClain says gently, "Are you keeping up with your classes?"
"Yes, I have a friend tutoring me." Heather puts her hands behind her leaning back.
"Good, I want to check you, do an ultra sound and see if we can find out how well he babies lungs are developed. Then we'll talk about you going back for half a day." Dr. McClain says.
"Oh that would be soooo cool!" Heather smiles finally.
Rachel's ears perk up, "It would be good to have you back at school."
"Lay back and I'll do the internal first," Dr. McClain says smiling.
Heather lays back, putting her feet into the stirrups, as Dr. McClain puts on his gloves and gets ready. "Just relax" He says.
Heather takes a deep breath, "Easier said then done Doc."
Rachel gets up and stands beside Heather, "You're doing great." She says.
It doesn't take long for the exam, and Dr. McClain pulls the gloves off, "Well, good news, your cervix hasn't thinned anymore." He says washing his hands.
"That's a relief," Heather says.
"See told you it would be okay Sis," Rachel says.
"Yes you did," Heather says.
"Lets get a look at these two," Dr. McClain says putting jell onto her protruding belly. He moves the probe and a heart beat fills the room, "there's the boy, he looks to be good size, you can see the head, and his arms, there's the heart beat, he's already head down which is a good thing. He'll probably stay that way, there's the legs and feet that keep kicking you." He moves the curser, "She's head down too, there's the feet, then the back bone, the heart, and she's the one sucking her thumb this time, and there's the head, she looks to be about the size of her brother, which is something we worry about. But since they seem to be the same size, that's a good sign. The heart beats are strong. They been active?" He asks wiping off her stomach.
"Very active" Heather says struggling to set up.
"Good, I forgot you measure you're stomach though." He says.
Heather lays back down with a groan, "Great, thanks for telling me before I set up."
"Sorry," He says pulling his measurer out. He measures her stomach then helps her set up. "I think you can go back to school on half days for a couple weeks. However, I want you to take it easy, only half a day. And first sign of cramping you get back home and lay down. Off your feet as much as possible."
"Trust me, I can do that!" Heather says smiling.
"Okay, just don't get yourself all worked up, I still want you to take it easy, I just don't think you need to be on bed rest." Dr. McClain says, "Get dressed, and Rachel get into a gown okay?"
"Sure thing Doc," Rachel says getting up.
Dr. McClain leaves allowing the two girls to get dressed and undressed in peace. After Rachel has gotten into the gown, which Heather couldn't resist telling her actually closed on her, Dr. McClain comes back in. "How are you today?"
"Good," Rachel smiles, "I'm a little uncomfortable."
"Probably because the baby is laying low." Dr. McClain says. "Any cramps or discharge or anything?"
"Nope," Rachel says, "He's just super active."
"That's a good sign. Go on and lay back, I'll measure you then get an ultrasound and I'll do an exam." Dr. McClain says.
"Okay," Rachel says laying down, "That sounds like a plan."
Dr. McClain puts the tape on her stomach, "Well then, he's a bit active huh?" He says as Dylan kicks his hand.
"He's always active" Rachel says, "He keeps me up at night."
"Well, you should probably consider taking half days too; I don't want you to wear yourself down." Dr. McClain says.
Rachel sighs, "Okay."
Dr. McClain pulls the ultrasound machine back to him, "Lets get peak," he says putting jell onto Rachel's stomach. He puts the curser onto her and the sound of Dylan's heart beat fills the room. "He's a strong boy," Dr. McClain moves the curser, "He's head down, looks like he's sucking his thumb, there's the heart, and there's his little parts, his legs, he looks good."
Rachel watches the screen intently, tears forming in her eyes as she smiles. The more she sees him, every time he kicks, she gets more attached. She doesn't understand it. She never planned this, any of this. She was wild; she used men she never wanted to settle down. She was Rachel Gatina, school slut, and yet here she was watching her child move on the ultrasound machine, feeling him kick within her. And all she could think about was how perfect he looked, how she couldn't wait to hold him. How much better her life would be with him here. She wanted to blame it on hormones or insanity, but she new that it was simple, she was falling for this little man, the one growing inside her, the one kicking her, the one that she and Cooper had created. Rachel wipes her eyes taking a deep breath. Dr. McClain puts his gloves on, "Go on and put your feet in the stirrups Rachel." He says.
She does as Heather comes to stand beside her, "You okay Sis?' She says seeing the tears in Rachel's eyes. Rachel nods, and Heather gently strokes her hair.
Rachel is quiet all the way home, only answering Heather with yes's and no's. Heather sighs, wondering for the hundredth time what is wrong with her sister. She thought at first it was just missing Cooper, then worry for her, but now she's not so sure. The last two weeks Rachel had really become quiet. Heather steals a glance sideways at Rachel; her long red hair is pulled back off her face, which is slightly fatter then normal. But her makeup is perfect. Heather's eyes move down to Rachel's stomach, which is only inches from the stirring wheel. Heather resists the urge to reach over and touch Rachel's stomach, knowing that she hates that. Rachel takes her eyes off the road and they meet Heather's. Rachel lets out a sigh, knowing that she's worried. Rachel can feel the tension in the air; she can since the worry coming from Heather, and the uneasy feeling Heather's getting from her being so quiet. It's not that Rachel doesn't want to talk to Heather about all these new and strange feelings; she's just not sure how to put it into words. Again Rachel sighs, forcing herself to focus on the road. Finally they pull up at the house, seeing Chase's, Payton's, Lucas's, Brooke's and Haley and Nathan's car all in the drive way.
"Looks like somebody forgot to invite us to the party." Rachel says looking over at Heather.
"Yeah," Heather says looking over at Rachel. "You don't think something is wrong do you?"
"I'm sure everything is fine," Rachel says opening her door.
"I'm sure," Heather says climbing out of the car.
"Hey baby, what did the doctor say?" Mouth asks meeting them half way and putting his arms around Heather's midsection, nestling her stomach between them.
"Said I could go back to school. Well for half a day at least," She says kissing him, "Something wrong?"
"Why would something be wrong?" He asks.
"Because everybody is here," Heather looks around.
"Nothing's wrong," Mouth says assuring her, "What did he say about you Rachel?" Mouth asks leading both toward the house.
"I'm fine, I just have to take half day off school," Rachel says with a bit of sigh.
"Well that should be interesting, you two home alone together," Brooke says meeting them at the door, "About time you two showed up."
"Didn't know we were on a time limit." Rachel says rolling her eyes.
Brooke steps back and allows them to enter; everybody is gathered, laughing, in the living room. "There they are!" Lucas announces, "How did the doctors go?"
"Great! I get to come back half a day, and Rachel has been taken off half a day." Heather says giving her sister a sideways hug, "So what's going on?"
"We have been busy," Payton says standing up, "Very busy." She hugs Heather, then Rachel.
"You're so going to love this!" Brooke says clapping her hand together excitedly.
"I should hope they like it, after super obsessive worked us so hard, but didn't lift a finger herself." Haley says crossing her arms.
"Baby, she wouldn't let you help either," Nathan says with a slight laugh.
"I know!" Haley yells, "And I wanted to!"
"But baby you're pregnant," Nathan pulls her to him.
"I'm not that pregnant," Haley pouts.
"Okay somebody please tell me what you were working on, because I'm going to throw a fit if you don't!" Rachel says looking around.
"Follow me," Brooke smiles slightly, leading the two girls up stairs.
Heather and Rachel allow her to lead them into the room they had chosen for the nursery. Brooke opens the door to reveal a fully stocked and accessorized nursery. Heather and Rachel step inside, amazed by what they see. "I picked yellow for the walls because it works for boys or girls, and all the furniture is the ones you picked out. I kinda circled them, then Haley and them picked out the teddy bears, and the bedding and everything, and I designed the room." Brooke rambles.
Heather looks around, tears in her eyes. "Brooke it's beautiful."
Brooke stops rambling, watching Heather run her hand over one of the two changing tables. "Thanks." She says simply.
Rachel runs her hands along one of the two cribs, "I can't believe you did this for us." She says softly.
"I wanted to Rach, you guys are like my sisters. And I wanted to do something to let you know that I love you guys. When I moved in here I thought for sure we would have killed each other by know. And then Heather showed up and I was lost. But she managed to bring me and Lucas and Payton back together. She's been good for all of us. And I am just so sure that the two of you are going to be okay." Brooke has tears in her eyes.
"Me too," Rachel says softly fighting back tears.
Heather steps forward hugging Brooke, then pulling Rachel into the hug. Finally Heather pulls back tears streaming down her face. "What's wrong Sweetie?" Brooke asks softly.
"It's so real, there's no going back. From know on, we're never going to be the same. I haven't been the same in a long time. But know there's gonna be somebody that has to come first, and I can't wait to meet them, and hold them and love them more then I already do if that's possible. But part of me is so scared, that I'm gonna screw it up. That I can't do this, or that I'm gonna wake and this all be a dream. I'm gonna wake up next to some random guy, who I don't even know. I am so thankful every time I wake up next to Mouth. And I just can't believe how good all of this feels." Heather wipes her eyes, 'Damn it Brooke Davis, I new you would make me cry."
Brooke laughs, "But you made me cry too." Brooke reaches out and wipes tears from Heather's eyes.
Lucas and the others watch from the door. "Looks a lot like a hormone fest in there," Chase says.
Heather groans, "God do you have to ruin the moment?" She turns to face everybody, "Thank you guys."
Lucas unwraps Payton from his arms stepping forward, "You're more then welcome, both of you are." He says hugging Heather and then Rachel.
"You need to get me the names for the twins so I can paint them above the crib. We figured they could share one while they were so small." Payton says stepping forward to hug Heather, "And Brooke is right, I wouldn't have gotten to be with Luke if you hadn't showed up."
"You owe me one," Nathan says hugging both Heather and Rachel, "Both of you."
"I owe you more then one Nate," Rachel says quietly.
Heather rubs her stomach as Mouth approaches holding his hands out to take hers, "I can't wait to bring these two home."
"Really cause I kinda can." Heather says.
"I know you can, you can hold off until they are ready. But I can't help but feel excitement, especially setting this room up." Mouth says.
Slowly everybody trickles downstairs but Heather and Rachel. Heather lowers herself into one of the two rocking chairs, as Rachel lowers herself into the other. "You know what you said, about being scared." Rachel says rocking gently.
"Yeah," Heather says resting her hands on top of her stomach.
"I feel it too. But this other part of me loves him so much, and I can't wait to be his Mom. Me, Rachel Gatina is looking forward to being a mother, how does that figure?" Rachel says rubbing her stomach.
"You grew up Rach, so did I. I can't wait to meet this little guy and girl. I love them more then they will ever know. I never want them to go through what we went through. I don't ever want them to feel not loved. I want to keep them safe from all the harm in the world. I know they'll fall, and they'll cry and they'll get their hearts broken and I will be right there." Heather says, "And so will Mouth."
"So will I" Rachel says looking over at her. "And I know that you will be here for this one too. I'm glad we went through this together. We've went through a lot together. And we'll go through more, the two of us against the world." Rachel reaches out a hand and Heather takes it.
"The only difference is that know we have other fighting with us, instead of against us. There's a whole group of people willing and able to fight with us Rach, and that takes most of the fear out of this for me." Heather squeezes Rachel's hand.
"Me too." Rachel says smiling slightly….
Heather hears a knock at the door she groans lifting herself off the couch, and goes to open it. She finds Payton standing there with a bag in her hand, "Brought food," Payton smiles.
"Oh you are my best friend, what's going on?" Heather asks as Payton comes in.
"Just thought I would check in on you. I haven't talked to you in a few days." Payton says following Heather into the living room.
"Yeah, I been leaving at lunch and I haven't really been talking to many people." Heather says setting down.
"Everything okay?" Payton asks getting out two burgers.
"Yeah its fine, I just kinda been thinking." Heather says.
"About what?" Payton asks handing her a burger.
"The babies, every since Brooke set up the nursery I've just been thinking about them. And then they keep moving, and my mind is just kinda at a weird place I guess." Heather sighs.
"Slow down," Payton says smiling. "Just take a breath."
Heather laughs, "Well, tell me about the teen gossip." Heather says.
Payton sets there a minute, "I kinda slept with Lucas." She says finally.
"What?!" Heather asks, feeling the babies jump as she sets up, "Sorry you two." She says rubbing her stomach.
"I was over there last night and one thing lead to another and…." Payton kinda shrugs, "He used protection though." She adds, looking down toward Heather's stomach.
"So did you mean for it to that far?" Heather asks.
"Well, it's not like I didn't mean for it to." Payton sighs, "I'm just not sure that I wanted it this soon."
"Payton if you love him, then tell him. And if he loves you he'll take it slower. But tell me, how was it?" Heather smirks.
"Actually it was really good." Payton says.
"Don't sound so surprised." Heather laughs.
"It's not that, I've had sex before. But with Luke was something completely different. It wasn't about sex….it was just something so….I donno" Payton says with a sigh.
"It wasn't sex it was making love." Heather says with a smile. "It went beyond the physical."
"How did you know that?" Payton watches her.
"I new it because, I had that ounce. Just ounce, but he left." Heather says simply, "Although I think I could have it with Mouth, no I know I could have it with Mouth."
"Speaking of, why isn't he attached to your hip?" Payton asks.
"He's playing ball with Luke and them at River Court." Heather says finishing up her burger.
"And Rachel and Brooke are?" Payton says looking around.
"Shopping. I think they needed a day. And me and Rachel needed a day away from each other." Heather says setting back.
"You two okay?" Payton asks turning to set cross legged and look at Heather.
"Yeah, we just kinda got into a little hormonal fight." Heather says.
"Want to talk about it?" Payton asks.
"No, not really. I just want to set and talk and laugh and enjoy the company of a friend." Heather says.
'What about a movie?" Payton asks.
"What movie do you have in mind?" Heather asks watching her.
"I donno, we'll decide when we get there. Come on get you out of the house, it's something to do." Payton says getting up and pulling Heather off the couch.
"Brooke!" Rachel calls, "Slow down! I'm seven months pregnant; I can't go running after your scrawny hoe ass."
Brooke stops looking back at Rachel, "I thought you were beside me sorry. You okay there?" She asks notices Rachel rubbing her side.
"Yeah, he's just kicked me." Rachel says catching up with Brooke.
Brooke puts an arm around Rachel, "You deserved it I'm sure."
Rachel rolls her eyes, "So where to next?"
"Logoure of course," Brooke raises a suggestive eye brow at her friend.
"Yeah cause I'll look so hot in it." Rachel says sarcastically.
"Hey, didn't say it was for you." Brooke says leading her into the shop. "But actually, you might consider it for when Cooper gets back."
"I kinda want him to stay around." Rachel watches Brooke pick up a little nitie.
"Rach, he done that, he should be happy with your body, YOU should be happy with your body." Brooke says looking her over. "What's going on girly?" She asks moving over to stand in front of Rachel.
"It's nothing Brooke, I just feel fat and frumpy and pregnant and not really pretty." Rachel sighs, "I'm huge."
"You're not huge, you're pregnant. Embrace it Rach, you're creating a new life." Brooke says.
"You really think I can do this, I mean be a mom?" Rachel asks.
"Well you may not be a soccer mom, but yeah I think you'll ldo good. It's obvious that you love the baby. You gave up smoking and drinking and everything for the sake of him. And let's face it a big part of it is love. That's what our parent's done wrong, they didn't love us. They weren't there; you're going to be there." Brooke puts her hand on Rachel's shoulder, 'I promise you, you're going to be okay."
"Some days I'm sure your right, but others I just can't put this little voice in my head to sleep. It keeps telling me that my past is going to show up and bite me in the ass someday." Tears form in Rachel's eyes.
"The past will always be there, it's the future that matters." Brooke says. "Come on lets go."
Rachel takes a deep breath and follows Brooke out of the store……
Mouth sets on the picnic table watching the guys play ball. Lucas takes a break to set down next to him, "Okay dude what's on your mind?" he says.
"Nothing, Heather I were just talking about the wedding and I realized that I'm gonna have to adopt the babies, which means we're going to have to ask Adam to sign over his rights." Mouth sighs.
"Ouch," Lucas says, "Look you and Heather are good together, and if you don't want to adopt them it doesn't matter. They are still your babies."
"I know Luke; I just wonder how it got so complicated. I can't imagine my life without her." Mouth watches the guys.
"Life happens that's just the way it is. It gets in the way of your plans and get makes you second guess yourself, but over all its good Mouth." Lucas says watching him.
"Your right, over all life is really good. I can't wait to be holding those babies, as much as that scares me, I still can't wait." Mouth's smile broadens at the idea of the babies.
"You gonna let me teach that little boy how to play ball right?" Lucas asks with a smirk.
"Isaac," Mouth says quietly, "The boys name is Isaac."
Lucas smiles, "Really?"
"Yeah, Heather and I decided the night you guys done the nursery. She's been a bit distance since then." Mouth says quietly.
"You think something wrong?' Lucas asks.
'No, I think she's just going through some stuff. It can't be easy to know you're going to have to push to human being out of yourself. She's been rearranging the whole house." Mouth says, "Between her and Rachel, I can't find anything."
Lucas laughs, 'Well it sounds like she's nesting, like they both are. So what's the little girl's name?"
"Isabella," Mouth smiles.
"So Isaac and Isabella? I like those names." Lucas nods his head.
"Me too." Mouth smiles. "You gonna show them how to play this game or what?"
Lucas laughs getting off the picnic table, "You keeping score?"
"You know it," Mouth laughs watching Lucas rejoin the guys playing the game…..
Mouth watches Heather with amusement. They are setting in his parent's kitchen eating dinner with them. His mother is fussing over Heather, who surprisingly seems to be relishing the older woman's attention. Heather laughs as his mother relays the story of his first bike ride. But Mouth is not listening to the story, he can't take it eyes off his radiant fiancé. Something seems different in Heather tonight, she seems to just be glowing. Mouth feels his father lean closer, "She's beautiful son." He says quietly. Mouth only smiles and nods, catching Heather's eyes seeing them dance with laughter.
"Why don't we clear the table?" His father's voice pulls him reluctantly back into reality.
"Sure Dad," He says getting up.
"You want some dessert?" His mother asks looking at Heather, "It's ice cream Sunday's."
Heather laughs, "You know the way to my heart, or my stomach one."
Mrs. McFadden smiles broadly, obviously feeling as though she has accomplished something. "I'll get it while the boys clear the table." She says.
"I can help," Heather says attempting to lift her self out of her chair.
"No, darling." Mrs. McFadden places a gentle hand on her shoulder, 'We'll get it you should be resting."
Heather smiles up gratefully, "Thank you."
Mouth helps his father clear the table and his mother get the ice cream. Together they set back down serving ice cream to each. Mr. McFadden clears his throat ounce they have started to eat, "Marvin," he addresses Mouth, "You're mother and I have a little surprise for you and Heather."
Heather looks over at Mouth who shrugs, "What is that Dad?"
"Your father and I would like to pay for the wedding. Whenever you decide to have it. We have the money saved up, I know the brides parents usually do this, however we would really like to at least pay part." Mrs. McFadden looks from one to the other.
"Are you serious?" Heather asks astonished, "That… there's no way we can… I mean…. I honestly don't know what to say."
"Say thank you dear, and accept this as our wedding present to you. I realize it may not be as fancy as your parents could afford, but I think you could make a nice wedding out of it." Mrs. McFadden says gently laying her hand on top of Heather's.
"Thank you," Heather says wiping tears. "We don't need fancy, I don't want fancy. My parents may pay for the fancy things, but I don't need them. To be honest, sometimes I feel as though I would give everything up, to have parents who truly care."
"You have us know," Mr. McFadden says gently. "I realize we may not have gotten off to a good start, however that is no longer relevant. You have proved you are a very strong young lady. And I know that you love Marvin. And that he loves you."
"I do love her Dad." Mouth says reaching across the table to take her hand. "And I can't wait to marry her. Thank you, for the money, and for your blessings."
"Of course," Mr. McFadden pats him on the back.
"Eat before the ice cream melts," Mrs. McFadden says smiling. "We can talk after dessert, while these two clean up."
"You want Mouth to do the dishes?" Heather shoots him a grin, "Can we get a picture?"
"I do the dishes!" Mouth says with a laugh.
"Only when I tell you I can't." Heather laughs. "And then Brooke ends up doing them half the time. I even saw you bribing Chase the other day."
"I wasn't bribing him," Mouth rolls his eyes.
"I always had trouble getting him to do them. Then he was four he called himself helping, in actuality he was holding the plates down so the dog could lick them." Mrs. McFadden says laughing.
"I was four!" Mouth says outraged.
"I bet you were a cute kid," Heather smirks.
"Oh he was, I'll show you some pictures," Mrs. McFadden insists.
After everybody has finished their ice cream, Mrs. McFadden leads Heather into the living room, pulling out picture albums. Heather woos and aahhs over baby picture of Mouth. After doing the dishes Mouth sneaks to the doorway and watches Heather laugh with his mother. He loves sneaking glances like this at her, because she isn't calculated, she isn't trying to hard, she's just Heather. And Heather is beautiful and sensual and amazing, even being nearly seven months pregnant with twins she's gorgeous. Mouth feels a hand on his should and turns to see his father standing beside him.
"She's beautiful, even being that pregnant." He says watching Heather. "You love her?" He glances at Mouth.
"She's the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing before I go to bed. I can't imagine my life without her. I'm a better person because of her, I'm complete." Mouth says, "And I think that's love. So yes, I love her Dad. She's my forever."
"Then take care of her, always. You'll have struggles and life won't be always easy, however if you band together you'll get through it all. And you'll have wonderful times too." Mr. McFadden watches Heather and his wife.
"Thank you Dad," Mouth says. He sees Heather hiding a yawn, "I should get her home."
"Yes you should, make sure you take care of my grandbabies. I'm gonna spoil them rotten." Mr. McFadden says smiles.
Mouth smiles at him before going into the room, "I hate to break this up, but I need to get her home." He sets down next to Heather.
"But Mouth, I'm looking at the pictures." Heather pouts slightly. "You were such a cute baby."
"I'm not cute know?" Mouth asks.
Heather leans in and whispers into his ear, "You're sexy know baby." Causing Mouth to blush.
"We need to get you home." He repeats. "You can come back and look at the pictures, I don't want you over doing it."
"Okay," Heather sighs, "Oh but we forgot to tell them!" Heather says.
"Tell us what?" Mrs. McFadden asks.
"The babies' names!" Heather says excitedly.
"You got names for them?" Mr. McFadden asks, with a smile.
"About time, I thought we would have to wait till they were born" Mrs. McFadden says with a laugh.
"Isaac, and Isabella," Heather says smiling.
Mrs. McFadden puts her hand on Heather's stomach and says gently, "Welcome to the family Isaac and Isabella, we can't wait till you are strong enough to join us."
"Mouth, take her and my grandbabies home to rest, we'll see you next weekend same time same place," Mr. McFadden says moving to help Heather stand up. "I insist that you come back next weekend," He says hugging her.
Mrs. McFadden stands and hugs Heather and Mouth, "Call if you need anything."
After saying their goodbyes Heather and Mouth make their way home. The house is quiet as Brooke is still out with Chase and Rachel is setting in her bedroom reading. Together Mouth and Heather make their way into the bedroom, and settle in for the night.
