Late that evening

Matt brought Amber and Wes to Livy who was sitting up in bed, ready to feed them. One baby was easy and two wasn't too much more. Livy knew she could take care of the two on her own but Rosie was planning on coming anyway. Every day.

Matt had mentioned that it really hadn't been all that long since her c-section so help was necessary at this point. That was true and they were very lucky that two of their three babies came home so quickly after being in the NICU.

"Penny for your thoughts," he said quietly, after helping get Amber latched on.

"I guess I'm just reminding myself to be grateful instead of wishing for things I can't have. Trying to be patient."

"Both are hard to do sometimes," he admitted, kissing Wes' head.

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry I can't stay home with you. I'd rather be here than working."

"I know but we kinda need money," she said with a laugh. "Maybe when the kids are older, I can work and you can stay home with them."

"Sounds good to me. Maybe after a year."

Ann Arbor, Jack and Elizabeth's

Elizabeth pulled the pan of chocolate chip cookies out of the oven and smiled. She was feeling a lot better so she made Jack's favorite cookies and warmed up some milk.

She placed a handful of warm cookies on a plate, poured the warm milk in two mugs and carried everything upstairs.

Jack looked up over the rim of his glasses. "What are you bringing me, sweetheart?"

"Your favorite."

He put down his bible and took off his glasses, setting them on the table. "Mmm, chocolate chip cookies and warm milk. Thank you."

"You're welcome." She moved closer to him and handed him a mug.

He noticed she had moved right next to him, her long, toned, bare legs against his. She typically dressed in flannel pajamas in the winter because she got cold easily.

Whenever she showed up for bed in a short nightgown, his favorite no less, he knew what she had in mind. He let her call the shots though.

She reached up and brushed a crumb from his chin, laughing. "I love you, you know that?"

"I know. You make me cookies." He took another bite and smiled.

"Of course I do."

"You're beautiful," he whispered, kissing her temple.

"In this old thing?" she teased.

"Its my favorite."

"Is it?"

She stole a glance at his mouth that she loved so much and then gave his perfect lips a taste. "Mm, chocolate."

Their lips met again and again and then she pulled back. "What?" he wondered.

"We need to set our alarm. I have the doctor's appointment in the morning."

He reached for her again. "Already set."

"And don't forget Saturday night we are watching Lolo and Coley so Drew and Kay can go on date night."

"I remember." He teased her lips a bit. "Now can we get back to where we were?"

"Sure but I think we need a date night too. We used to go every Friday, remember?"

"Yes and tomorrow is Friday so we could do something then."

"Get all dressed up and paint the town?" she joked.

"Something like that."

"Great." She smiled and slid down under the covers, turning her back.

"Hey," he whispered, touching her shoulder. "I thought we were…"

"We were what?" she asked.

"Elizabeth, you are wearing my favorite nightgown and we've been married a long time...I think I know what you're hinting at..was I wrong?"

She turned over and smiled. "No, you're not wrong. Just wanted to make sure I got your attention."

He slipped further under the covers and gave her a deep, smoldering kiss that made her breathless. "Oh, sweetheart. You've always had my attention."

The next morning, Matt kissed the babies and Livy and then headed off to work. As he pulled out of the driveway, Rosie Coulter pulled in. At least Liv wouldn't be alone while she was still healing.

Livy placed the babies in a crib and headed to the dresser to find one of Matt's large t-shirts and a pair of sweatpants that were loose on her tender tummy.

She heard Rosie say, "Yoohoo!" as she came up the stairs.

"Heaven, help me," she whispered as she walked to go meet her.

"Livy! What are you doing out of bed?"

"Rosie, shhh, please. They are sleeping and I'm not on bed rest anymore. I need a shower so please excuse me."

"Very well. I'll watch the babies."

"Okay. Thank you." She took a nice long shower, letting her muscles relax and her mind reset. She could do this. Hopefully she could see Beckett soon. She felt terrible that he was all alone at the hospital while she and his siblings were home.

When she emerged from the bathroom, Rosie was still sitting on the bed where she had been. "I need to pump, Rosie. Would you mind leaving the room for about twenty minutes?"

"I'm...I mean, I want to help you. What can I do?"

"Well, I haven't eaten anything yet."

"Um...sure." Rosie decided not to tell Livy that she couldn't cook at all. She had actually burned water once. She had an idea though.

Livy came down the stairs about 30 minutes later to a strange man in her kitchen. The only thing that stopped her from screaming was Rosie sipping coffee at the island like nothing was amiss. "Um, hi."

"Olivia Flynn, this is Pierre Monteau. My cook."

"Your cook?"

"Yes. He's going to make you crepes."

"Fancy." She poured herself a cup of hot water and dunked a tea bag in it. Then she poured herself a glass of milk as well. Before she could touch her crepes, the babies woke up.

"Let me," Rosie said, hurrying up the stairs.

Pierre placed a perfect fresh berries and cream crepe in front of her. "Wow, this looks amazing." She said a brief prayer and took a bite. It was better than amazing. "I feel like I'm in Paris."

"Merci, madame," he said quietly. "Have you ever been?"

"To Paris? No. I've always wanted to. But now, with things as they are, I don't see it happening."

"Ah yes," he said with a smile. "Trois little ones?"

"Yes. Our son Beckett is still at the hospital. I wish he was here too."

"Soon, no?"

"Yes. He's...he needs to gain more weight and keep his temperature up. Once he does that, he will be here, where he belongs."

She finished her crepes and thanked Pierre before slowly heading up the stairs. When she entered the master, she found Rosie rocking both babies while humming a lullaby.

"I miss my Kinsey," she admitted, kissing both tiny foreheads. "I hope you don't think me selfish but...this helps me not miss her so much."

"Of course you're not selfish, Rosemary." Maybe a bit loony, but not selfish.

"Did you enjoy your crepes?"

"Yes. Very tasty."

"Good."

Later

"Her cook?" Matt asked, laughing as he held the babies.

"Yes, like a French, classically trained chef. He made me these amazing berries and cream crepes. I thought I'd died and gone to French pastry heaven."

Matt shook his head. "How did it go otherwise?"

"Fine. I did laundry and put a roast in the slow cooker."

"You can have Rosie do laundry, you know. Or vacuum or load the dishwasher."

"Babe, have you seen the house they live in? My guess is Rosie has no idea how to do any of that. However, she is good with the babies so if I'm not feeding them, she holds them and rocks them."

"I guess that helps a little."

Ann Arbor, Ava and Ben's place

"Twins?" Ben repeated. They had just come from their ultrasound and they had heard the words "two heartbeats" and he had about fallen over in shock.

"Yes, babe. Two babies. I can't believe it!" she squealed, laughing.

"I can't believe you're not freaking out like I am."

"At least it's not triplets," she said, laughing again.

"Oh my goodness. Can you imagine?"

Ava actually felt good for a change so she started a load of laundry first and then went to the kitchen.

"Babe? We have stuff for sandwiches. That sound good?"

"That's fine," he told her from the living room. His mind was spinning. How were they going to afford two more kids? Thankfully they had five and a half months until the twins would arrive, but good grief.

"Dadada," Kinsey said, hitting his knee.

"Hi, baby. You're getting so big!" And yet, in five and a half months, they'd have three kids in diapers!

Elizabeth called Ava that night. "Hi, sweetie. How'd your appointment go?"

"Great! We got to hear and see both heartbeats."

"Both? Do you….you're having twins?"

"Yes! I'm so excited. Ben's a little bit in shock but...yeah. I'm due June 2nd."

"Oh wow! Congratulations, sweetheart."

"Thank you. When is your surgery?"

"About a month from now. February 6th."

"Alright. How are you feeling?"

"Pretty good. No pain but I'm not eating very much. On the upside, I've lost those ten pounds I've wanted to lose for the last year."

"Oh stop. You are gorgeous. You don't need to lose any weight."

"That's sweet, dear. Well, I'll let you go. Congratulations again."

"Thanks. Love you."

"Love you back."

Ben joined her on the couch after Kinsey was in bed. They called her parents on FaceTime.

"Hi!" Rosemary said, a huge smile on her face. "How was your ultrasound?"

"Good. We got to hear both heartbeats."

"Both? Twins?" Lee asked.

"Yep!"

"Wow, sweetheart. Congratulations!"

Rosemary wiped her eyes, trying to hide her tears. "Mom? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, sweetheart. I'm so happy. I just wish we lived closer."

"You could always move," Ben teased.

"Lee?" Rosemary asked hopefully.

"Are you being serious, Rosie?"

"I was joking!" Ben laughed.

"No, I want to move," Rosemary told them.

"You do? Rosie…"

"We could buy a house in Ann Arbor for when we visit. We can keep this one up here."

"So you want two houses?"

"Why not?"

Lee sighed. "We will talk about it later. In the meantime, congratulations, Ben and Ava."

Once they disconnected, Ben laughed. "I was joking. Leave it to your mother to jump right on that."

Ava stood and took his hand. "Let's celebrate."

"Ooo, what do you have in mind?"

"Strawberries and whipped cream?".

"In the bath?" he asked, hope in his eyes.

"Absolutely."

A week later….

Rosie watched Amber and Wes while Liv and Matt finally went up to get Beckett and bring him home. The emotions were threatening to spill out of Livy. She was so happy.

As soon as they left the hospital with Beck, Matt started driving toward town. "Babe? Aren't we going home?"

"I thought we could go get a bite."

"Oh, I don't know if he should be in public just yet."

"If we keep him covered up, he will be fine. I think we could use some time, Liv."

He held out his hand for her to hold. "Time?" she wondered, placing her hand in his.

"Yes. We don't get time together, just us. I think having just one baby with us is close enough."

"Oh, well, I don't look that great. I'm in sweats."

"You're beautiful." He squeezed her hand and turned into a restaurant parking lot. "I'll get your door," he told her, hopping out of the vehicle.

"What are you doing, Matt?"

"Taking you and our son to dinner." He kissed her and smiled.

He then opened the door to the back seat and took out Beckett and his carrier. He grabbed Livy's hand and led her inside out of the cold.

"Booth?" the waitress asked.

"Yes please, away from the door," Livy told her.

"Of course."

As they sat and waited for their food, Live couldn't enjoy herself. "Honey? What's wrong?"

"I...I just want to go home. I just want us to be home together."

Matt nodded and waved to the waitress. "Can we get our food to go?"

"Are you mad, Matt?" Livy asked, knowing the answer. His jaw was twitching, his eyes didn't hold the twinkle of happiness.

"No. Its fine." Except he wanted to be out as much as she wanted to stay in. He missed her and he wanted to be with her. At home with three babies...he'd be lucky if he kissed her before bed.

A few minutes later, they were in their vehicle driving home.

"Matt…."

"Its fine, Liv."

"Please just tell me that you're mad. I know you are."

"I'm not….I just...nevermind."