Hello and welcome back! This is the final chapter of this story for right now because I don't have anymore. I'm thinking about some more stories to tell but I need to work on them first. Anyway, please enjoy.

Simon, Dante, and Duncan were playing together in front of the house, as well as almost 3-year-olds could play. Talking in their twin language, the twins spoke to one another, Simon keeping pace with them with ease. Their great grandfathers had no idea what their little troublemakers were saying.

Alister walked slowly with his new cane (the result of a compromise) to sit next to Kaden and watch their tiny buggers. "Any idea what they're planning yet?" He whispered to Kaden.

"Something big," Kaden smiled. "I'm sure of it."

The three little ones all looked that their grandfathers, Kaden and Alister, looking away to mess with the little ones. Once the almost triplets went back to 'conspiring' Kaden and Alister relaxed. "They are definitely related to you." Kaden lightly hit Alister's arm.

"You call me the blowhard," Alister laughed.

Just then little Simon jumped up and ran off in excitement. Kaden and Alister almost got up to catch him before they saw Claire already had. She took his hand and led Simon back to his cousins and great grandfathers.

Kaden checked the time. "You're home early."

"Yeah," Claire smiled. "I was ordered to come home early, someone told my mother I wasn't feeling well this morning." She pulled up a chair and sat next to Alister. "Is this really all you two do all day?"

Kaden nodded. "Yep, making sure this old Lombax uses his cane is a full-time job." Alister laughed and crossed his arms.

Alister was about to respond when he noticed Claire holding her stomach and taking deep breaths, her eyes closed tight. "Maybe you should go lay down." He frowned, concerned.

"That's rich coming from you." Claire tried to smile. "Which one of us is supposed to be confined to bed?" She laughed weakly. "My stomach has been bugging me lately, but maybe you're right." She slowly stood, holding onto Alister's chair, and staggered a little bit. Claire reassured her grandfathers that she was fine, just a little light headed. She kissed them both on the cheek, kissed Simon in the head and went into the house to lay down.

Alister took a deep breath and forced himself up. "I'll make sure she got there, you stay here with tiny devils." He told his more able-bodied companion before he went into the house himself.

Claire only had a little bit of a head start on Alister but the old Lombax was slow with his cane. By the time he got to her and Orion's room, Claire was already in bed reading up on water filtration.

"Hey," Alister smiled, getting Claire's attention. "You sure you're alright?" He sat down on the bed next to her.

Claire smiled back. "Yes, Grandpa, I'm fine. I promise." She put her info pad away and rubbed her stomach. "It's nothing, probably just a little stomach bug."

"If you're sure." Alister nodded. He slowly got up and started to leave but Claire grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

Claire tried to smile. "Wait," She laughed nervously. "Don't tell my Mom but…." Alister sat down carefully next to her. "Orion and I…." She smiled shyly at Alister. "We've been thinking about giving Simon a little brother or sister."

"If you think you can handle it," Alister smiled back. "Now, you must rest." He patted his granddaughter's hand and got off the bed again.

Claire raised an eyebrow. "So should you," She smiled, laughing a little. "If you really want I can watch Simon since I'm stuck here. I can spend some time with my son."

"The twins would miss him." Alister laughed. "Can't separate those three if we tried."

Claire nodded. "Yeah, best friends since they first met." She settled into bed. "Could you turn down the lights when you leave? Maybe a nap will solve my stomach problems."

"Can do." Alister nodded, smiling a little. "As long as you do it and not sit up doing your research."

Claire saluted. "Yes, General Grandpa." She put her info pad away and then smiled at her grandfather. "Happy?"

"Just Grandpa is fine." Alister laughed. "Good night, Claire."

Claire laid down and curled up into bed. "Good night, Grandpa." Alister turned down the lights and left the door open a crack. He rejoined Kaden to find that the three troublemakers were crowded around him, toys forgotten.

Simon jumped up and grabbed Alister's fingers. "Papa! Papa!" The little one tried to pull Alister along faster.

"Yes, Simon." Alister couldn't help but laugh. "Papa Alister is coming." He sat down next to Kaden and lifted Simon into his lap.

Kaden paused the story to turn to Alister. "She make it?"

"Yes," Alister nodded.

Simon bounced a little, looking at Alister. "Mama."

"Yes, Simon." Alister gently rubbed the toddler's back. "Mama made it."

Little Dante and Duncan pulled on Kaden's pants legs. "Papa! Papa!" They cried, unknowingly mirroring each other. "Tell story Papa!"

"Hm?" Kaden looked to the twins before he remembered. "Oh, yes. My story." Kaden continued his story about how he won his first hoverboarding race. The three little lombaxes so entranced by the story that they sat still so long their parents thought there was something wrong with them.

After Simon's third birthday but before the twins' came a day where Alister didn't have the energy to get out of bed. Becca made him stay there, even threatening to chain him to the bed. Alister had just finished breakfast in bed made by Kori when a knock came from the door.

"Papa Ali-ter." A little voice came into the room, Alister had to readjust himself to see a little Simon standing in the doorway.

Alister smiled and beckoned the little one forward. "Yes, Simon?" Little Simon went to Alister's bedside and held a book over his head to show Alister. An old storybook that Alister had read to Rolin and Montay back when they were young, back when they absolutely 'needed' a story to help them to sleep.

"Read me dis story?" Simon asked, peeking around the book with big eyes.

Alister laughed softly and picked up the little bugger and the book. "Of course." Simon settled into the crook of Alister's arm and smiled at his Papa Alister.

"Once upon a time," Alister read, pointing at the words. "There was a Lombax in the Guard who was tough and strong." Simon turned the page. "But he was also lonely, he had his brothers-in-arms but he was missing something." Alister smiled at Simon. "But he didn't know what."

"He had his wrench, so that wasn't it." Alister continued. "He had his hoverboots, and so he didn't know what he was missing."

Simon turned the page and smiled up at Alister. Alister kept reading, smiling. "Until one day the lombax was walking passed a factory where parts were being made and he saw the most beautiful female lombax he had ever seen."

"He knew then what he had been missing." Alister nodded, touching Simon's nose, the little one laughing in response. "Something one can find without having to look." Simon flipped to the last page. "Simon, can you read that word for Papa Alister?"

The little one looked at it and sounded out the strange word. "Loaf?" He tried.

Alister laughed and shook his head. "Almost." He traced the word with his finger, smiling. "Love."

Simon smiled and hugged Alister. "I loaf you, Papa Ali-ter."

Alister set the book down and hugged Simon back. "Back at you, squirt."

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