"She's so cute. Her name and looks go great together." Johnny said as he cautiously held Candy. We were back over at the Curtis' a couple days later. I was still a bit sore and Steve was still a bit nervous, but we were there for each other.

I looked behind me and saw Dallas holding Tommy. Steve was over by Dallas along with Soda and Darry as me and Pony were with Johnny. "Thanks Johnnycake."

"So, who's the older one?" Dallas asked as he continued to hold one of the twins.

"Tommy." Me and Steve said in union. Everyone snickered and I only smiled.

While we were all talking, Tommy started crying. "Oh fuck..." Dally murmured. "You can have it back now."

I walked over to Dallas and took Tommy out of his arms. "Excuse me Mr. Winston, but this it so happens to be a boy; so please call him by his name."

Steve followed me to the kitchen with a bottle and a pouch of mix to make for Tommy. I sure as hell wasn't gonna breastfeed my children in front of the gang so Steve and I had brought along some mixtures we make.

Steve made the drink for Tommy as I soothed him a little. Candy and Tommy had really started to get used to me and Steve's voices and who we were ever since we got home a few days ago. That was one of our biggest priorities, getting them used to everyone and everything. Steve handed me the drink. "Thanks babe, can you go check on Candy?"

Steve gave me a kiss. "Sure." And he was off.

As I was feeding my little boy, I heard someone give a slight chuckled from behind me. I turned around and saw Two-Bit with his hands in his pockets leaning against the doorway. "Can I help you?" I asked with a smile.

My brother made his way over to me with a smile on his face. "You sure are a very lucky lady Malory."

I smiled once more. "Shut your trap Keith. How's Candy?"

"She's fine. Steve's got her."

"I thought Johnny did."

"He did, but now Steve does."

"Okay..." I said with a nod. Two-Bit just kinda stood there and watched me until I got annoyed. "Two-Bit, what do you want?!" I said giggling.

He shrugged. "Nothing! Do you want me to go?"

"Into the living room? Yes! I mean, I love you but you're kinda creeping me out!" Two-Bit smiled before giving me a pat on the shoulder and walking away.

I shook my head and looked down at Tommy. He was staring back up at me with his bright glistening eyes that looked just like his father's. "You sure got lucky with this family Tommy, trust me... I think you'll like it here." I told him as he finished his bottle. "Steve!" I called.

He walked in without Candy in his arms and I gave him the bottle to clean. Tommy's eyes were starting to shut. "I think it's time we start headin home hon." I said.

Steve finished cleaning the bottle and walked with me to the living room where Dallas had Candy in his arms. "Damn Dal, you sure do like our kids huh?" Steve asked as he was gathering our stuff together and packing our baby bag to head home.

Dallas laughed. "Sure do." He gave Candy a kiss on the top of her head and I couldn't help but smile and go "AWW!"

Steve walked over to Dallas and took Candy. "Welp, we're gonna start headin off. They're gettin pretty tired." Steve said, picking up Candy's blanket from the floor as I picked up Tommy's pacifier up from the floor as well.

"Remind me to wash this one when we get home." I told Steve as I showed him the pacifier.

He took a look at it. "Okay."

Steve put the bag around his shoulders. "We'll see you guys later." I said as we headed out the door.

"Bye!" Everyone called.

X

"I want Dallas to be our god-father."

"I was actually thinking the exact same thing."

"He really seems to like this twins more than I expected."

"That was until Tommy started crying and I had to get him."

"True... what about Darry?"

"I don't know... I would do my brother but that's just too cliche."

"And since your brother and Darry are a thing, then Candy and Tommy would have have to grow up with two "Dads." Which I have no problem with, but I'm scared they would get picked on about it."

"I know. Johnny, Sodapop and Ponyboy are already out of the picture because we all know why."

"Exactly."

"So... I'm still thinking Dallas."

"Me too."

"We'll tell him later."

"Fine by me."

X

After me and Steve finally got twins to sleep and in their own cribs, we went to our bedroom and flopped down onto our bed. "They're actually not that bad." Steve said.

I nodded. "Yeah, they actually sleep through the night which makes me pretty happy."

"Well I doubt they're gonna sleep through tonight." Steve said, getting up from the bed and undressing to take a shower.

I sat up. "And why's that?" I got up too, but changed into something more comfortable-a tank top and shorts.

"Cause," Steve was now only in his boxers when he looked at me. "They're callin for a storm tonight." He grabbed a towel and stalked off to shower.

I huffed and walked over to the twins rooms where I saw Candy with her eyes open, sucking on her pacifier. I picked her up and sat in the rocking chair and started singing; something my mother would do.

Hey Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude, don't be afraid

You were made to go out and get her

The minute you let her under your skin

Then you begin to make it better

And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain

Don't carry the world upon your shoulders

For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool

By making his world a little colder

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah

Hey Jude, don't let me down

You have found her, now go and get her

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better

So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin

You're waiting for someone to perform with

And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do

The movement you need is on your shoulder

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah yeah

Hey Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her under your skin

Then you'll begin to make it

Better better better better better better, oh

I looked down at Candy and she was asleep, her pacifier about to fall out of her mouth. I took it out and stood up; gently putting her back into her crib and checking on Tommy to make sure he was okay. A small crack of thunder hit and luckily the only thing it made the twins do was turn over in their cribs.

"If you wanna take a shower," I heard a familiar voice say behind me; causing me to jump a little. "Then I suggest you go before it starts storming." I turned around to confirm my suspicion it was Steve.

I shook my head. "I'll take one later."

Steve took my hand and drug me to our bedroom where he sat me down on the bed. "Malory... I have to ask you something?"

I nodded. "Sure, anything."

He sat down next to me and put his hands on mine. "Quinn Malory Mathews, where do I even begin? I've loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you; and that was when we were just children. You are the best thing that's ever happened to me aside from the twins and I can't imagine a life without you. If there was a life without you... I wouldn't take that option. Being with you is like meeting the president of the United States, only better and sweeter. So," Steve fished around in his pocket and when he pulled out a box, he got down on one knee. "Would you do me, the honor, of marrying me?"

I practically threw myself at my boyfriend. "Yes, Steve! Of course!"

Steve helped me stand up and I finally got a glimpse at the ring. It was a beautiful silver band with a diamond in the middle of it. He slid the ring onto my finger and it fit perfectly. "You've just made me the happiest man on planet earth, even though I'm already that guy." Steve said.

I cupped Steve's face in my hands and kissed him. A nice long and passionate kiss when it started raining.

X

"Hey guys! How'd you hold up?" Two-Bit greeted me, Steve and the babies when we entered the Curtis'. Everyone was still there and I'm guessing that was because they weren't expecting the storm.

I gave Candy to Steve and he started dealing with the babies; taking them out of their carrier and stuff. "Well," I said walking over to where all the guys were at the dining table. "I guess you could say there's gonna be another Randle around here..."

Two-Bit's eyes widened. "You're pregnant again?!" Soda screamed.

"NO!" I yelled. I lifted up my left hand to show the engagement ring. "Me you jackasses!"

Two-Bit stood up and stared at the ring, then pulling me in for a hug. "Congrats Mals!"

Everyone congratulated me and Steve and soon enough, I had Tommy in my arms and Darry had Candy in his arms. "Soda, I don't plan on having anymore kids in the future."

"Why not?" He whined.

"Because," I start, sitting down on the couch. "If you were the one who went through the experience of childbirth; you'd be saying the exact same thing."

Two-Bit scoffed. "Aw come on Mals! I couldn't have been that bad! Was it Steve?"

Steve looked up from the baby's bag. He cocked an eyebrow. "Two-Bit, I wasn't the one having the kids, but just from what I saw, I am never putting Malory through that situation again." He looked down again and soon Darry had joined me on the couch with Candy.

"Was it really that bad?" Ponyboy asked, a little nervous.

Me and Steve both nodded. "It was bad. I didn't even have enough time to be given an epidural."

"What's that?" Soda asked. Just from what I'd experience in the past nine months, I could tell Soda knew nothing about kids.

"It's a shot you get in your lower back to help with the pain. It's really strong and if Malory was given the choice of getting one; I'm pretty sure I would say yes for her." Steve said as he pulled out two pacifiers from the bag; hanging me the blue one and Darry the pink one.

Everyone stared at my new fiance. "What?!" He defended. "It was bad!"

"Lay off guys," I said, giving Tommy to my brother. "Hey Dallas? Can me and Steve talk to you outside?"

Dallas looked up from his cake he was eating quietly at the table. "What? Sure, I don't see why not," Me and Steve led Dally out to the porch. Steve and I looked at Dallas. "What's up guys?"

Steve was the one to speak up. "Dallas, we want you to be Tommy and Candy's godfather," Dallas looked shell-shocked. "We've seen how much you admire the twins and it's obvious you care a lot about them."

Dally smiled slyly. "Of course I would, growin up in a place like this you have t-"

"No Dally, not like that." I said. "We mean that we can tell you really love them even though you haven't been with them for a long time. And judging by how fast and close you've gotten to them, we really think that if something happen to me and Steve, you'd do a fantastic job lookin after them and taking care of 'em."

Dallas hadn't said anything until Steve spoke up once more. "So... will you do us the honor of being Tommy and Candy's godfather?" Dally nodded with a smile on his face.

"I would love to..." He said. I smiled and pulled him in for a hug. Steve shook hands with him and they both went inside.

I stayed out on the porch and leaned against the railing, staring at the sky and watching the water drip from houses and roofs and tree branches; things like that. I loved the rain, but when it finally started to let up, the humidity gave me a terrific headache. I ignored it and continued to watch the beautiful sky; taking deep breaths and savoring the sweet, crisp air.

June 29, 1968; 2:13 am & 2:15 am.


Hey guys! Sadly, this is the end of The Mathews. Hopefully, you enjoyed this story while it lasted and I do want to thank every single one of y'all for sticking around and helping me through the experience of this story. Woah, how cliche. Let me know what you thought about it and don't be afraid to give me some advice about it! Any suggestion is better than no suggestion! I look forward to seeing you guys in my new story, What If? Keep an eye out for the first chapter!

Also, I think I might make a sequel to this story, let me know if you think I should!