A heads up that there is only one chapter left. I am hoping to have it up by the end of the week. I have the next story waiting to be posted. There will be a little one shot, before the main story is posted. I already have the first 7 chapters wrote up for it and I am currently working on chapter 8 for the story. I will let you know about that story in the next chapter. Enjoy!


"It's good to see the kids are doing better," Jesse smiled, watching his niece and nephew play on the floor.

"I've come to learn that nothing keeps them down for long," Wade chuckled, handing his wife a club soda like she asked for. Zoe smiled taking the glass from him. "What is this news you have to share?" He asked, taking his place next to Zoe, his hand resting on her knee.

"I guess we can tell you now," Jesse chuckled, holding his hand out for his wife. "We've kept the news to ourselves long enough. We wanted you two to know first; it only seemed right."

Zoe shared a look with her husband turning her attention back to their hosts. She came down to one of two conclusions on what the news could be. For the past five minutes, they were there she kept an eye on Willow, and she was convinced on what the news was going to be. Not to mention how cautious Jesse is when it comes to his wife. It reminded her of the way Wade acted when they were pregnant with Jessica and Colin.

"You're going to be Aunt Zoe and Uncle Wade, in six months," Willow announced, handing them a copy of their sonogram.

"My big brother is having a kid of his own, congratulations," Wade said, taking a brief look at the sonogram, it was one thing he still had trouble making heads or tails of.

"It's twins?" Zoe asked, having a better understanding of what to look for.

"What?" Wade asked, leaning over, letting Zoe point it out for him. "And I thought one baby at a time was bad enough," he chuckled.

"Just remember you still owe me, greatly," Jesse smirked. Wade smiled, more than willing to watch his future nephews or nieces or one of each, whichever sex they turned out to be.

"Congratulations on the twins," Zoe told them handing the sonogram back.

"Thank you," Willow said with a smile rubbing her rounded stomach. "Twins runs on my dad's side of the family," she told them.

"It's amazing really," Zoe stated, placing her hand over Wade's that had found its way back to her knee. They weren't ready for more kids; they didn't need any more kids. She was very happy with the two they have; she missed certain aspects of being pregnant, and she wouldn't mind being pregnant herself.

"Thank you, both of you. It's scary, because it's twins," Jesse spoke up, his smile never leaving his face. "I know it'll be double the trouble, but worth it when I have double the memories. A scary journey I'm waiting to go on," he said, placing his hand on his wife's stomach.

"How sweet of you," Willow laughed, placing her hand over his.

"What's this?" Jessica questioned, picking the sonogram up, her face scrunched up looking at it.

"That's the face your Daddy made looking at it too," Jesse teased, earning a few laughs from his wife and his best friend, along with a scowl from his brother. "It's a picture of two babies, in auntie Willow's tummy," Jesse explained, pulling his niece on his lap. "Your cousins."

"Are you the Daddy?" She asked softly.

"Yes, I'm the Daddy," he answered.

"No!" She cried. "You can't be the Daddy," she said running off.

"I got her," Wade said, moving to get up, wanting nothing more than to comfort his daughter. He didn't understand the weird outburst from her over Jesse being a father. When they told her, she was going to be a big sister, she was happy and excited to help them out, her mind constantly going back and forth over if she wanted a sister or a brother. She could never make her mind up fully. Though the second she was introduced to Colin, she kissed his little head, whispering an, I love you to her baby brother.

"I've got her," Jesse said, quickly getting up. "I think this calls for a little chat with her Uncle," he said, following the direction his niece ran off. He had a feeling he knew what this was about. And he was going to be the only one to assure her otherwise.

"Go away!" She cried, seeing Jesse sit next to her at the top of the stairs.

"Why would I do such a thing?" He asked. Her response a half-hearted attempt at a shrug. "You do know because I am going to be a Daddy doesn't mean I won't have time for you, Jessie. I am always going to need you in my life, sweetie, that won't ever change."

"Promise?" She asked with a sniffle.

"I promise. Just because I am going to be a Daddy doesn't change the fact I will forever remain your Uncle, your Uncle, who will always want you in my life, nothing will change that. I love you," he said, pulling her in for a hug.

"Love you too Uncle Jesse," she smiled, wrapping her little arms around his neck. "You will make a good Daddy," she giggled.

"I did have an awesome helper along the way," he smiled, tickling her side.

"Everything good?" Wade asked, catching his daughter who jumped from her Uncle's arms to her father's awaiting arms.

"It is, she was worried that I would trade in my time with her for my two little ones," he explained to them.

With that mini crisis averted, they enjoyed the remainder of their night. Wade offering his help for when Jesse was going to need help putting together double the baby furniture while Zoe and Willow talked about pregnancy and Zoe offering all the advice Willow asked for.

A few days later saw Zoe sick. She tried to assure her husband that she caught the little bug their kids had a week ago. Wade wasn't all that convinced that was all it was. He kept most of his concerns to himself, letting Zoe handle it herself; it was hard to tell her otherwise with her being the doctor. He didn't know what she was going through or what she had, he did know, however, that there was a bit more going on then a little bug. He couldn't put his thumb on what it was though.

"Here is the chicken noodle soup, the homemade kind, took me a lot of promises to convince your dad to let me have the recipe, since I know you can't stomach any other kind of soup, especially the store bought kind," he announced, walking into the room.

"Thank you," she smiled, blowing on a spoonful.

"I still think that you should go in and see your dad, or have him come here," he said with a sigh, laying on the bed on his side.

"I would do that, though I have no reason to do so," she told him.

"Yes you do," he said, having a hard time keeping his anger in check. He didn't like watching his wife suffer in the way she was doing. She smiled lightly at him, moving her bowl of soup to the bedside table.

"If I was sick I would go in and get checked out. It turns out, however, that I am not sick," she said, taking his hand in hers.

"That is bull shit, Zo, and you know it. I have watched you get nauseated over the smallest things," he huffed out.

"Not because I am sick," she said, holding her laughter in, knowing it would not do any good. "I know we had a brief talk about more kids, and we were okay with not having any more. I have made an appointment; it happens to be with someone other than my dad, and you are more than welcome to come along to find out how far along we are with this baby," she explained, the smile on her face growing.

"Are you serious?" He asked, a smile overtaking his face, his hand reaching out to rest against her stomach. Zoe nodded her head. "Nothing will keep me away."

"I do feel bad that we are taking this moment away from your brother," she confessed.

"He is used to it, with being the oldest and all. It is the youngest brother's job to outshine everything his older brother does," he laughed. Zoe rolled her eyes. "He will be happy for us," he assured his wife. "I know this wasn't planned, but our other two weren't planned either. And they are life's best little surprises just like this one will be," he smiled, leaning in to share a kiss with his wife.

"You're not mad?" She questioned against his lips.

"Never," he assured her, running a hand through her hair. "It makes me happy to add to our family. It might not be ideal, but we will make it work; we always do."

"I hope Jessica takes the news better than she did with Jesse," Zoe sighed.

"She will," he said, finding it hard to believe his own words. Before he went into a coma, he would without a doubt say she would be okay with having another sibling, now he couldn't be so sure. "We will have to find a way to tell her delicately."

The following night they were sitting down to have a family meal together. Wade and Zoe were still finding a way to tell their oldest she was going to be a big sister yet again. They had plenty of time to think of a way, not wanting to tell her until they went in and when they were ready to tell everyone else. They didn't want her to know and accidentally let it slip out.

"Mommy, Daddy," Jessica said, looking at her parents who gave their daughter their full attention. "Why don't you have a baby like Uncle Jesse and Aunt Willow?" She asked.

"Is that something you want? To have another baby brother or a baby sister?" Wade asked.

"I guess," Jessica shrugged.

"Tell you what, sweetie, Mommy and Daddy will talk about it," Wade told her.

That was good enough for Jessica, and she went back to eating her smiley faced potatoes. Wade and Zoe shared a smile, knowing that whatever happened, their daughter would be okay with having another sibling.