Hey I`m back with Chapter 10. Sorry for the long wait.

Oh and a specail thanks to my beta- reader Emily :D

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Chapter 10

Imagine it's your girls' first day at kindergarten. You're very nervous because it's the first time you give them away to strangers. Sure you have a nanny but she had already been Rika's nanny so she wasn't a stranger to you anymore.
You bring them to kindergarten and when you want to leave there are lots of tears streaming down your daughter's cheeks and you yourself have a hard time fighting them.

"Momma stay." Esme cried. The girls are almost two years old and actually not very shy.

"Sweetie I can't. I have to go to work and I can't take you. You will like it, just like you did when I stayed here the last couple of times. The only difference will be that I'm not here with you this time and you'll play without me and with other children." You explain, trying to sooth your girls while stroking lovingly the tears from their cheeks. You also smile at them and the love you feel towards the twins is visible in your eyes.

"Daddy will pick you up later." You tell them, trying to look them in the eyes which was hard because they tried very hard to not look in yours. They just continued to cry.

You then give each girl a kiss and stroke over their cheeks.

"I love you." You say then and leave them with the girl who led them into the room.

Imagine the pain you feel when you walk down the street towards your car and you can still hear your daughters crying for you. It feels like someone is ripping your heart out.

At kindergarten:

After a while they stopped crying but didn't play, not alone and not with other children. They just sit there and look at nothing. They look like they are going to fall asleep any second now. But then a little boy accidently threw a little play car at Tabitha's head and she started crying immediately. And to make it even worse, Esme started crying as well, trying to comfort her sister by hugging her.

As Lisa, the kindergarten teacher, tried to calm them down, it only got worse and they sat below a table, crying. She tried to get them at least to sit on the sofa so the other kids could have their breakfast at the table like always but as soon as she got one girl and placed her on the couch and got back to the table, said girl was back below the table hugging her sister again.

So she called another kindergarten teacher for help and they counted to three and both pulled one girl out from below the table and took them to the couch.

At the hospital:

"Dr. Sloan, there was a call for you. It's about your daughters. I paged you but you didn't respond and neither did your wife." A nurse said when he passed the nurses' station.

"When was that?"
"About an hour ago."
"Okay, I'll call them back immediately. Thanks nurse, ehm"
"Rosalyn."
"Thanks Rosalyn."

"You're welcome."

At kindergarten thirty-five minutes later:

"I'm sorry, I didn't get the message earlier. What happened?"

"Actually nothing. They cried for another twenty to thirty minutes after your wife left. Then they were practically doing nothing and then, I really don't know what happened, they both cried again and wouldn't stop. They still are, they are in there." Lisa said and led Mark into the room where about twenty children were playing but his two girls were still sitting on the couch crying like there was no tomorrow. They looked so vulnerable like they were abandoned or something.

"Hey girls, what's wrong hmm? I thought you looked forward to kindergarten?" He said confused. As soon as they heard their daddy's voice they jumped up and ran towards him, falling into his arms.

"Where's mommy?" Tabitha sniffed.

"She's still at work."

Esme said something hardly understandable because she was sniffing, but he understood "we" and "home", well that made it pretty clear what she just said. Their tears became less and soon both girls stopped crying and snuggled into their daddy.

"We'll go now, but that doesn't mean you don't have to come back here. You'll like it. There're lots of things to play with, you can play house or make puzzles, colour. There are so many things you can play with."

"We can play at home too." One of the girls replied, pouting.
"We won't argue about that. Mommy and I have to work so there is no one to watch you girls. The other children are going to kindergarten every day and they like it. Look how much fun they have. They are playing and laughing together. You'll find friends here."

A couple of hours later at the Sloan's house:

"I'm home!" You yell when you enter your home.

"Good. Guess what."

"What?" You asked a little annoyed because you're really tired and aren't in the mood to guess.

"I picked the girls up at eleven AM at kindergarten."
"How come?" You asked surprised. You've called kindergarten when you arrived at the hospital to ask if the girls stopped crying and they did.

"They were crying like, I don't know I can't describe it."
"But I've called kindergarten when I arrived at the hospital and they said they stopped crying."

"They started about half an hour later again."
"Why?"
"They don't know."

"Mommy" Esme yelled and comes running in your arms hugging you tightly, not letting go of you. Her small arms are wrapped around your neck and her head pressed between your breasts. The blond hair was everywhere and you felt your daughters salty tears dripping through your blouse on your warm skin.

You're soothingly stroking circles on your daughter's back, lifting her up into your arms. A couple of seconds later you can feel Tabitha's arms wrapped around your legs, hugging them closely.
That's when you sit down on the couch and take Tabitha in your arms as well. Mark sits down besides you and you place your head on his shoulder.

to be continued...

So I don`t know why I wrote this chapter but I did it anyway.

The next chapter isn`t finished yet so it might take a week or so until I can update again because school starts tomorrow. Yuck!

I hope you enjoyed reading it and please review :D