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NOW the Chapter....

Chapter 8: Mommy + Daddy + Twins = Family

Sonny's POV

"Are you going to invite me in?" Chad asked.

I put a finger on my chin and thought about how we were going to approach the boys. I nodded and opened the door quietly walking in with him following right behind me. I led him to Dylan and Chase's room. He wrinkled his nose as he smelled the fresh paint.

"So this is why you have paint all over your pants and the bottom of your shirt." he whispered looking around the room. "It has a very otter spacey feeling to it."

"Yeah and the fact that Dylan only reaches to the bottom half of my shirt. Good that's how the room is supposed to feel." I whispered back looking around the empty room. "I'm not done yet."

"Really I thought the fact that it was empty in here meant that it was done." he whispered sarcastically.

"Shut it Cooper." I whispered. I headed towards the door. "Stay here and don't lean on the walls they're still wet."

He nodded and I walked out of the room into the kitchen where the three of them had finished eating and were now doing the dishes. I pulled Jim into the backyard and closed the sliding door. I told him what was going on and he said that it was time for him to go and that we'd continue our project next weekend at his house.

"Good luck Sonny." he said giving me a hug. "If you need us me and Lucy well live a couple of streets over."

"Thanks Jimmy." I said and the two of us walked back into the house. The boys had finished washing the dishes. "Boys Jim has to go home now."

"Bye Jim." Chase said.

"See you later Jim." Dylan said.

"Bye guys." he said and we walked him to the front door.

"Mommy how are we going to move all of the stuff back into the room now that Jim's gone?" Chase asked as soon as Jim pulled out of the driveway.

"We'll just have to figure that out." I said. "Now I have a surprise for you two."

"Really?" they asked together.

"Yes really. Now close your eyes and take my hand." I said and they obeyed me.

I led them into their room and let go of their hands when we were inside. Their noses wrinkled at the smell and they each raised an eyebrow. I walked over and stood next to Chad who put an arm around my waist.

"Mommy I think we know what the room looks like." Chase said.

"We did help paint it after all." Dylan added. "There is no surprise here." I gave Chad a go ahead and he smiled.

"Really, boys, really?" he said and I watched as their eyes shot open at the sound of his voice.

"Daddy!" the yelled together running up to him.

Chad let go of my waist and hugged the boys together. Three pairs of blue eyes looked up at me. Chad motioned for me to join in the boys nodded in agreement. I joined in and after a bit we broke apart and headed for the living room which was a disaster since that's were all of the boys stuff was in there. I led the way upstairs to my bedroom and the four of us sat on my queen size bed.

"So how are you?" Chad asked them.

"Chase is grumpy." Dylan blurted earning an icy stare from his brother. "Is sad the correct word?"

"I think the word you're looking for is upset." I said and Chase nodded in agreement. "Tell daddy why you're upset Chase."

"I can't play baseball for a while. I have to sit in the dugout and watch as my team members play." he said holding up his left hand. Showing Chad the red cast that had a couple of signatures on it. "There's a game tomorrow and you won't get to see me play."

"Oh that's right you both have games tomorrow." I said.

"Both of them how does that work out?" Chad asked.

"Dylan plays at eleven thirty and Chase plays at one forty." I said casually.

"Oh I see." he said.

"You know if we had the same hair and I actually knew how to play I could stand in for you bro." Dylan said.

"Thanks but I think even if we had the same hair people would be able to tell us apart. You are so dramatic as mommy says." Chase said.

"Right."

"So how's school?" Chad asked.

"Good." Dylan answered.

"Yeah it's good." Chase said staring at his cast.

"How did that happen anyway?" Chad asked me. I raised my eyebrows. "What?"

"I called you and told you about it." I said and his eyes filled with sorry.

"Yeah I got a new number and forgot to tell you about it." he said apologetically. "So how did it happen?"

"Someone on the team whacked him in the wrist with a steel bat." I said like it was nothing because it wasn't the truth I wanted to see the look of horror on Chad's face. I tried so hard not to laugh when it came. "Just kidding, he fell off of the monkey bars."

"That was not funny Sonny." he said with an angry look on his face. I leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. "Fine."

"Fine."

"Oh no they're going to start with that again." Chase sighed and we stopped. He looked at Chad, stared him straight in the eyes. "How long are you here for?"

The question I had neglected to ask because the answer scared me. I looked at Chad and he looked at me. He smiled a smile that made his already bright blue eyes sparkle. I watched as he reached into his pocket and I felt the butterflies in my stomach. I was disappointed when he pulled out a sharpie, he motioned for Chase to give him his left arm. He wrote something on the cast.

"Read it out loud son."

"Okay 'I'll stay forever by your side if you want me to, Chad Dylan Cooper.' Mommy I think that this is meant for you." Chase said showing me the cast. I was amazed Chad managed to fit all of that on the tiny space. My eyes widened I was unable to speak. " Uh I'll continue then, 'look down.' Mom."

I looked down and I saw what I've wanted to see for the longest time now. Chad on one knee holding out a velvet box.

"Sonny I'm done letting you go. I want you to be at my side forever. Will you? Will you marry me Sonny Munroe?" he asked opening the velvet box to reveal a silver diamond ring.

I put my hand over my mouth and let tears of happiness roll down my cheeks. I nodded. "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you Chad Dylan Cooper."

He got up and slipped the silver ring on my ring finger. The next thing I know the door closes and I'm lying back staring into Chad's eyes. He lowered his lips onto mine and we began kissing deeply from the start. When the time for air came he rolled over next to me took my hand and laced his fingers through mine.

"Where are you staying." I asked.

"Wherever you want me to." he replied.

"Right there then." I said.

"Alright then I need to go get my stuff from the hotel." he said.

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Good."

"Good."

"Are we good?"

"We're so good." he said and the door swung open.

"Really, guys, really?" Dylan asked.

"Dylan Christopher Cooper were you at the door the whole time?!" Chad and I yelled together sitting up.

"No. We heard 'fine' and decided to investigate." he said shyly.

"What 'we' it was all you!" Chase yelled from the bottom of the stairs. "The paint is dry."

We glared at our son and got up and the three of us went to go join Chase downstairs. We put the room together. Chad left while I was in the middle of putting the glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. Chase put the Toy Story squeeze aliens on a gray shelf, while Dylan put Mickey and Pluto on a the other shelf. I made the beds one had a deep blue comforter the other had a black comforter. On the corner shelves I placed a rocket ship and a model of the solar system as well as Dylan's soccer trophy and Chase's baseball trophy. By the time Chad came back the room was completely finished.

"Wow." he said leaning in the doorway.

"It better be 'wow.' Now are agreement was that you two could have the room like this if both of you helped keep it clean. Otherwise it's back to orange walls." I told the boys who nodded.

I woke up the next morning in Chad's arms and to loud knocking. I tried to disentangle myself from Chad but he strengthened his hold.

"Maybe if we ignore it, it will stop." he whispered.

"If it's Dylan then he won't stop. If it's Chase then it will stop." I whispered back.

"Well then lets hope it's Chase." he said.

"Mom! Dad! Get up! It's ten thirty and the game is in an hour." Dylan yelled and we both let out a small groan.

"We're coming." I yelled back at him.

"Good!"

Chad let go of me and I rummaged through my dresser for clothes. I picked out a nice purple button up shirt and light gray tank top with deep blue jeans. I headed into the bathroom and got dressed there. When I got back Chad was wearing a light blue t-shirt that clung to his chest, a black jacket, and black jeans. I grabbed the navy blue jacket from the closet.

"Isn't Dylan's number ten not three?" Chad asked.

"Oh three is Chase's number. Red doesn't really go with purple. As parents we have jackets with our kid's name and number on it. It's part of the whole cheer for your kid thing that both teams advertise." I answered.

We had breakfast and headed down to the soccer field. The three of us sat together and cheered for Dylan. The game ended with a win for our team. We headed to a small restaurant for a celebratory lunch. I rushed to the car and handed Chase his bag. He got dressed in the restaurant bathroom and as soon as he came out we headed to the baseball field. We watched that game with a little less enthusiasm since Chase wasn't playing. Chad was a little mad that the coach was yelling at Chase and the other member in the dugout.

"That's how the coach is." I said.

"Keep your elbow up and your eyes on the ball Cooper!" the coach yelled.

"Coach I'm not playing!" we heard Chase yell.

"Right I just wish you were maybe we'd be winning."

After a couple real motivational words by the coach the players started to step up their game enough to win by two points. Chase came to us with his navy blue baseball hat in his right arm.

"Coach wants me to get better soon. He says I carry the team." he said with a smile.

"Those are the nicest thing he's ever said." I said.

The four of us walked back to the car and drove home.

She said everything would work out and it did. Chase's number is three. Well thanks for reading keep reading please... review please and thanks for the others