~~~~~ One Year Later~~~~~~
/\/\ax's P.O.V
"Come on Layla, come to mommy." I cooed holding my arms out for her.
"Mama!" She laughed.
Both she and Owen had begun talking, they still couldn't speak in sentences but were coming close. "Fang come here! Layla is about to take her first steps!" I called. The eighteen year old came dashing into the living room, yep you heard me right. Fang and I both turned eighteen, Fang turned it first then me. Turns out his birthday was a week before mine, we were both living happy. My wounds had healed fully, we hadn't seen any Erasers or Jeb recently. I didn't want to think of either of them, just my family.
"Has she walked yet?" Fang asked holding up the video camera.
"No, she stood up but only fell down. Where's Owen?" I asked looking for our son.
"He's probably causing trouble, you know him." Fang replied setting up the camera.
"Well he does take after you." I laughed teasily.
"I'll go get him." He said standing up.
"Hurry up." I told him.
He nodded then disappeared upstairs.
Fang's P.O.V
I hurried up the stairs and into the babies' room, once I opened the door I saw Owen sitting in his crib. It was black of course, with light grey sheets and a few toys.
"Kicking back little man?" I asked chuckling.
"Dad-Da!" He said standing up, gripping the bars for support.
"Hey Owen, you want to go see your sister walk?" I asked putting my hands on my knees so I could get to his eye level.
He nodded and put his arms up for me to take him, I took him in my arms and carried him down stairs. I got downstairs and saw Max in the kitchen holding Layla, our little girl was crying for some reason. Max cradled her in her arms; she went 'Shh' and rubbed her little back. "What happened?" I asked walking in. Max looked over at me and just shook her head, telling me it was nothing. I gazed at her and grinned, she looked so much like a mother, and an Angel. Both of which she already was, she was my wife, the love of my life, mother to my kids, and my Angel. We both walked into the living room and sat the kids on the floor, Owen sat next to his sister who had tried to stand up. Owen copied her movements, he stood like she did. Max sat on the edge of the couch, holding her arms out.
"Come on, try and walk to mommy." She said. I angled the video camera so that it was on Max, she had a bright smile on her face as Layla came towards her. The little one year old wobbled but managed to take a step forward, when she got close to Max she tripped over her feet and fell forward. Max caught her in her arms and laughed, "Good job Layla, you just took your first steps." Max laughed as she nuzzled the baby. Owen huffed and stood up too, determination masked on his little face. He took a step forward and nearly fell, he quickly caught himself and came towards me. I kept the camera on him then saw him at my knee, he put his hands on my knee and beamed up at me as if saying "Look daddy I did it!"
"Good job Owen, you and your sister are a pair of smarty pants huh?" I asked looking at him with the camera.
"Huh?" He went tilting his head to the right.
I closed the camera and picked him up, he laughed and smiled at me. I smiled at him and sat him on my lap, he suddenly reached his hands up and grabbed my hair. He yanked on it and it hurt, little turd. "Ouch Owen, that hurts knock it off!" I shouted trying to pry his little hands from my hair. My hair was long again, I don't know why but I kinda like it better that way. Owen's eyes got teary, he'd never been yelled at before. Oh crap, he started crying. "Hey, hey, come on Ow. There's no need to cry, I'm sorry I didn't mean to shout." I ranted trying to calm him down. He kept on crying, I grumbled and held my head down to him. He blinked then started to pat my black bangs, he laughed and started pulling on my hair again. I heard Max stifle a laugh, she was little turd number two.
"You think this is funny?" I asked peering over at her.
"Yep, it's funny and adorable." She laughed.
A growl filled the air, "Okay, whose hungry?" I asked.
"I think it's hair-play-boy over there." Max said pointing at Owen.
"You hungry little man?" I chuckled holding him out.
He laughed and clapped his hands, I stood up and carried him into the kitchen. I sat him down in his highchair while Max sat Layla in hers, Layla's chair was pink while Owen's was grey. Max was trying to reach for a bowl from one of the cabinets, I chuckled and went over to help her. Max was 5'8 I on the other hand was 6'0 making me taller than her, I snickered when she glared at me. She turned around in front of me so that she was facing me, I smirked and attached my lips briefly to hers. I felt her smile against the kiss, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer. I suddenly felt something hit the back of my head, I dis-attached my lips from Max's and looked over at the kids. "Alright, which one of you threw it?" I asked holding the Sippy cup in the up so they could see it. Layla covered her mouth with her hands to hide a laugh, Owen had on a suspicious look. Max started laughing and got food for both of the kids, I walked over and handed Owen his Sippy-cup. I ruffled his hair, earning a laugh from him. Max came over and set two bowls of baby food onto their chairs, they both looked down at the food then back at us.
"What you want us to feed you?" I asked.
"Gaa!" They both said clapping.
Max grabbed the bowl of Owen's chair, she held the spoon and motioned it towards his mouth. I grabbed the bowl off of Layla's chair and swiped a spoon full of the food, I motioned it to her mouth. She crinkled her little nose and turned her head away, "Come on Layla, eat the food for daddy." I requested pushing the spoon towards her mouth. She turned her head and stared at the food on the spoon, she opened her mouth allowing me to stick the food inside. She ate all of her food, then giggled.
"See, it wasn't that bad." I said picking her up.
"We should lay them down for a nap." Max suggested.
"I think you need a nap too, you look really tired." I said stroking her cheek.
"Once we get these too down, I will." She agreed.
We both took the babies upstairs and burped them before laying them down for a nap, it didn't take long for them both to fall asleep. I picked Max up and carried her into our bedroom, she laughed and wrapped her arms around my neck. I laid her on the bed and climbed on top of her, I peppered her face with kisses and smiled at her. She smiled back at me, despite how exhausted she looked.
"Go to sleep Max, you look really tired." I told her as I stroked her cheeks.
"Won't you get lonely if we're all asleep?" She asked running her hands through my messy hair.
"I'll be fine, because I'm gonna nap with you." I said taking her into my arms.
She laughed as we landed on our sides, both of us as happy as could be. Max closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, I played with her hair for a little while, then eventually fell asleep myself.
/\/\ax's P.O.V
"WAAAAAAAWAAAAAAWAAAAA!" I heard one of the babies cry.
"Max go figure out which one it is." Fang groaned.
"You do it." I grumbled still half asleep.
"WAAAAAAWAAAAA!" I heard again.
"Okay, Okay, mommy's coming." I said finally getting up.
I walked down the hall and into the babies room, I saw Layla standing in her crib crying.
"Ma-ma." She sobbed.
"Hey baby, what's got you so upset?" I asked taking Layla out of her crib.
I held her in my arms and rocked her, saying 'Shh, it's okay' I waited for her to calm down before putting her away. I looked over at Owen and saw that he was awake, he wasn't crying though. I put Layla back in her crib and laid her down, I kissed her forehead and turned on the little thing over her bed to help calm her down. I walked over to Owen, he smiled at me. "Owen, try and keep your sister quiet okay?" I asked tapping his nose with my index finger. He nodded and went to lay down, I swear even at this age he's just like his father. I kissed his forehead and left the room, I walked down the hall to Angel and Gazzy's room. I wanted to make sure that they weren't woken up by Layla, Gazzy was sleeping soundly as was Angel. The both of them were sleeping in their bunk bed while Iggy and Nudge slept in the separate single person beds, the room was luckily big enough to fit them all in it.
I walked back to my and Fang's room, I slumped in and climbed into bed. I closed my eyes to go to sleep, Fang suddenly wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him. He was on his side but flipped to his back and pulled me on top of him, I looked into his eyes and stifled a laugh.
"So which one was it?" He asked.
"Layla." I replied.
"Hmm." He said.
"You're getting one of them next time." I told him as I rolled off his chest.
"Okay." He agreed.
I curled up into his side and laid my head on his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around me and kissed the side of my head.
"Night Max." He whispered.
"Night Fang." I whispered back.
Fang's P.O.V
~~~~4 hours later~~~~
"WWAAAAA!" One of the babies cried.
"Max…" I moaned, half asleep.
"What?" She asked half asleep.
"Got get…one of'em." I yawned.
"I did last time, you go." She grumbled sleepily.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAA!" I heard the cry get louder.
"Daddy's coming, chill out." I yawned getting up.
I entered their room and saw that this time, it was Owen both and Layla crying. I saw that Owen had his arm stuck in between two bars on his crib, while Layla was crying and standing in the back corner of hers. I saw that the nightlight in their room had a shadow casted over it, a moth had gotten into the house and was sitting on the top. I pieced together what had happened, first Layla had seen the shadow and gotten scared, then Owen tried to get out of his crib to get it to go away, thus getting his arm stuck. I helped Owen get his arm unstuck then picked him up, he struggled to get down meaning he was fine. I put him back in the crib and went to his sister, Layla was cowering in the back of the crib crying. Her little hands were covering her eyes, tears streaming beneath them.
"Layla it's okay, come to daddy." I said stretching my arms out to her. She still cowered, had she been scared that badly? I looked over and saw the moth still on the nightlight, I swatted at the pesky bug scarring my daughter. The moth flew away, not coming back. I turned back to Layla, she still looked scared. "Daddy chased away the monster Layla, you can sleep easy now." I told her. She peeked up at me, she clapped her hands and laughed. I patted her blond haired head and laid her back down, I kissed her forehead and covered her with her blanket. Yawning I left the room and went back to Max, I walked into our room and saw her sleeping soundly on the bed. I crawled into our bed and took her into my arms, she opened her eyes and looked up at me.
"So…which one was it…this time?" She asked between yawns.
"It was both of them, Owen got his arm stuck in the crib bars trying to fight off a moth scaring Layla." I explained.
"He defiantly takes after you then." She laughed.
"Guess he does." I laughed.
"What time is it?" She wondered resting her head on my chest.
"Seven." I answered.
"You want to go make breakfast?" She asked.
"Nah, let's sleep longer." I replied pulling her tighter.
She smiled and closed her eyes, and slept again.
~~~~~~the next morning~~~~~~~
Max was in the kitchen talking on the phone with someone, I was in the living room playing with Layla and Owen. Owen was playing with some building blocks, Layla was coloring in a Disney coloring book. "Fang, can you go and make sure Gazzy and Angel are up?" Max asked holding the phone to her shoulder. I nodded and went upstairs, and walked to their room. Gazzy was on his bunk reading one of the comic books Max had bought for him, Angel was playing with her bear Celeste.
"Hi Fang!" Angel said smiling at me.
"Hey Fang, what's up?" Gazzy asked.
"Hi Angel, Max just wanted me to make sure you guys were up." I said turning from Angel to Gasman.
"Fang?" Angel asked tugging on my sleeve.
"What's up Ang?" I answered leaning down so I was at her eye level.
"Can I go play outside, Pleeeeaaassse." She requested with Bambi eyes.
"Sure, just make sure your brother goes with you." I agreed.
"Yay! Thank you!" She cheered throwing her arms around my neck.
"Group hug!" Gazzy cheered joining in.
"Uch, guys come on, you both weigh like a million pounds." I said standing up.
They both clung onto me for dear life, I knew they were doing it just to annoy me. "Max I need some help up here!" I called once I got into the hall. Max came rushing to the stairs, a fighter face put on. When she saw that I had been bomb-rushed by the kids she started laughing, then she walked back towards the kitchen.
"Max, aren't you going to help me?!" I called.
"You can help yourself, I have two kids down here to watch!" She called back.
"Okay guys rides over." I said shaking them off.
"Aww, but that was fun." Gazzy whined.
"Try pulling that on Ig when he gets back, you'll really annoy him." I said ruffling his Mohawk.
Angel and Gazzy rushed past me and downstairs, I followed behind them and swiped up Layla. She giggled as I rubbed my nose against hers, she clamped her hands down on the sides of my face.
"Da-Da!" She cheered.
"That's right Layla, I'm Da-Da and that's Ma-Ma." I said pointing at myself then Max.
"Da-Da." Owen said pulling on my jeans.
"What's up little man, you want to be held too?" I asked looking down at him.
"Gaa!" He went holding his arms up.
I lifted him up, Layla moved and sat around my neck, her little hands held my head for support. "What is this, ride daddy day?" I asked walking into the kitchen.
/\/\ax's P.O.V
"What is this, ride daddy day?" Fang asked walking into the kitchen. I couldn't help but laugh at him, he had Layla around his neck and Owen holding onto his shoulder.
"I guess that makes you the best ride in the house." I teased.
"Phew, what smells?" Angel asked covering her nose.
"Gazzy did you let one rip?" I asked putting my hands on my hips.
"No, not yet at least." He grinned.
"I think it's Owen." Fang said holding up his son and taking a whiff of him, "Oh yeah, definitely you little man."
"Well go change him, Layla might need to be changed too." I told him, setting down Angel and Gazzy's breakfast. "Let's go you little stink bombs." I said carrying them upstairs.
I changed Owen first then Layla, once they were changed and de-stinkafied I carried them back downstairs. Owen went and hung on my shoulder again, Layla sat where she did the last time. I felt Owen start playing with my ponytail again, what is up with this kid and his fascination with my hair?
"Max something is wrong with Owen." I said walking into the kitchen.
"Why what's wrong with him?" She asked worried.
"This is." I replied grabbing him.
He had the tip of my ponytail in his little hands; he waved it back and forth and started playing with it. Then he pulled on it and it hurt, I winced and tried to pry it out of his hands.
"That just means he likes your hair Fang, nothing's wrong with him." She laughed.
"Well could you help me pry him off it then?" I requested.
"Just tickle him." She replied.
"Max, can Gazzy and I go outside and play now?" Angel asked.
"Go ahead Ang; just don't go past the waterfall." Max said taking their dishes off the table.
"Okay, we will." Gazzy said running out the door with his sister.
"Now let's feed these kids." Max said taking Owen into her arms.
"He still has me by the hair." I grumbled.
"Owen, let go of daddy." Max said soft yet sternly.
Owen obeyed and released my hair, maybe I should get it cut again. Max sat both kids in their high chairs and got some baby food out of the cabinet, she put it into some bowls and gave it to them. I walked up behind her and gave her a kiss; she wrapped her arms around my neck as I wrapped mine around her waist. I quickly pulled away and dropped down, just as a Sippy-cup went flying across the room. "Nice try Ow." I said looked at Owen. He did a little half smile and went back to eating; I helped Max up then kissed her cheek.
"So are you keeping your long hair?" She asked fiddling with it.
"You know you think it's sexy." I teased kissing her again.
She pulled away and laughed, "I just meant getting it cut might get Owen off your back."
"More like out of my hair." I chuckled. "I'll stop by the barber later and maybe get it cut."
"Da-Da, Ma-Ma." Layla called.
"What is it baby girl?" I asked walking over to her.
"Pla-Pla." She answered trying to say play.
"You want to go play?" I verified.
"Gaaa." She said clapping her hands.
"Alright then, let's go play." I snickered lifting her out of the chair.
"Da-Da!" Owen shouted.
"What, you wanna Pla-Pla too buddy?" I asked looking over at him.
He nodded and held his arms up; Max picked him up and carried him into the room. She hugged him and sat on the couch with him; Layla climbed out of my arms and went to play with some toys. I lay on the floor and watched her, I closed my eyes and yawned, I was really tired. Then I felt two little hands being placed on my cheek, I opened my part eye and looked at Layla.
She frowned, "No Da-Da." She said slapping my cheek.
"Okay, Okay." I sighed sitting her on my chest. "No sleep for daddy."
"You can go sleep if you want to Fang, I'll watch them." Max told me.
"I don't want to leave you to watch them." I protested.
"It's fine Fang, they won't cause to much trouble." She insisted with a warm smile.
"Alright." I said getting up, I kissed her forehead. "I won't sleep long, promise."
I disappeared upstairs and laid on the bed, my energy totally drained out. Man kids are a lot of work. I stared up at the ceiling, thinking about everything that had led up to this moment. First me saving Max from the alley four years ago, then me saving her again last years ago, next her getting attached to me when we stayed in the cabin, then us having sex and becoming more close, and so many other memories that could be listed till the end of time. I closed my eyes and side, time to get some sleep.
/\/\ax's P.O.V
I sat on the floor and played with Owen and Layla, Lay was coloring in a coloring book while Ow was building. I got up from the floor and went to get a drink; I glanced out the window and saw Angel playing with Gazzy. I smiled and went back to playing with Owen and Layla; I couldn't get over how much Owen looked like his father. He had his olive tone skin, his dark eyes and hair; he was the spitting image of him. Layla looked like a mixture of us both, she had my blond hair but had it tipped with Fang's black, he'd eyes were brown, and her skin was pale, though she had Fang's nose. I saw that Owen and Layla looked tired themselves, they both eat and had diaper changes, and maybe it was time for a nap? Owen yawned along with his sister, oh yeah, definite nap time.
"You guys want to sleep on the couch with mommy, daddy is upstairs sleeping and we'll wake him up if we go upstairs." I told them.
"Ahh, gaa." They both yawned holding up their arms.
"Come on little guys, I think it's nap time." I said picking them both up.
I laid on one of the loveseats, Owen and Layla curled up with each other. I turned on some TV so we didn't sleep in silence, one thing I couldn't stand doing. Owen and Layla fell asleep within minutes; I fell asleep about three minutes after they did. I let out an exhausted yawn before I finally fell asleep, holding both my babies.
Fang's P.O.V
I yawned and opened my eyes; I looked at the time and saw that it was 6:50p.m. Meaning I'd slept for a good hour or two, I stretched then headed downstairs. When I got downstairs I couldn't help but smile, there on the couch. Was my beautiful wife and kids, I pulled out my phone and took a picture of them. After putting away my phone I glanced out the window, I saw Angel and Gazzy flying around. I walked to the door and stepped outside, "Angel, Gazzy, it's time to come in." I said just above a whisper. They flew over; I put my finger over my lips.
"Keep quiet, Max and the kids are asleep on the couch." I told them.
"Okay Fang." Angel said.
They both crept into the house and silently went up the stairs; I smiled again at my sleeping family. I walked over and put my hand on the arm of the couch, I kissed Max's forehead gently so that she wouldn't wake up. I lifted her and the kids off of the couch and carried them upstairs into the bedroom, I tucked Max in then went and put the little ones to bed. I tucked everyone in and made sure all the doors and windows were locked, I went back upstairs and went into the bedroom. I lay next to Max and plaid with her hair for a while, she seemed completely out. "Goodnight, Max." I whispered kissing her forehead.
