Della slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She found herself in a hospital. But what made her heart swell up and put a smile to her face was her three boys, curled up together, asleep, on the small love seat near her bed. Huey and Louie on one side, while Dewey was in the middle being wrapped around by his brothers, as if, protecting him.

It was a sight for a sore heart, and sore eyes, that's for sure.

She made to get up off the bed so that she could get close to them, but she yelped in pain, making the all three boy's eyes snap open and look towards her.

"Mom!" All three of them shouted and rushed over to her and practically squeezed the living daylight put of her, making her gasp out in pain, but she didn't care.

She hugged all three of them back all the same.

"My babies." Della murmured. All four of them pulled away and tears fell from Della's eyes. "Together again." She choked out, and smiled.

"Yeah, well," Dewey said, rubbing the back of his head, and smiling sheepishly back at her, "Your gonna need all the help you can get now that..."

He stopped when Huey nudged him in the arm and quickly darted his head from side to side telling Dewey silently to shut up, and surprisingly Dewey did.

Della raised an eyebrow.

Then, sighed deeply. She had to put a stop to this, secrecy, and it was going to end, with her.

She patted her beside, motioning for all three to join her on it. They did, scrambling up, just like they use to do as kids, and sitting around her. She looked at all three of them, took a deep breath, then began telling them everything.

About Lance, and before they were born...

They listened, not interrupting, but with compassion, understanding, and frowns on their faces when she got to the part about Lance, and why she didn't think twice about leaving when she found out about the Spear of Selene.

Dewey's face morphed into guilt and sadness, Huey's left eye twitching, and Louie's into down right hatred and anger.

"But..." Della added quickly, "That didn't mean I didn't love you three. I did. I still do. I -. I just couldn't deal with the fact that he -. What he was capable of at the time. I was weak back then, and scared of being a mother. Donald, he, he understood but still tried to talk some sense into me from leaving.."

"Mom. You aren't and never were weak." Louie said, suddenly, "If anything, besides Donald, and Scrooge, you are one of the strongest grown-ups we know!" He told her. "Look at what you had to put up with? What you went through?"

Dewey and Huey nodded in agreement.

"T,That means a lot to hear you say that, but -." Della began.

Then the door opened and Donald popped his head in, seeing his sister awake and stable he grinned before coming inside with something in his arms.

Della stared at the two small bundles in his arms.

Twins.

Both girls.

Della blinked, confused, then looked from her sons to Donald who's smiled warmly at her.

"Um. I sorta, couldn't, wait." Donald told his nephews sheepishly seeing the angry looks on their faces. "Della, meet your daughters." He told her.

"D,Daughters?" Della squeaked out.

Then, she remembered, she had went into labor right after they gotten out of the F.O.W.L building.

Donald handed both of them over to Della who cradled them in both her arms, and stared into their sleeping faces. They looked so much like her, and when they opened their eyes they had... blue eyes...Lance's eyes... But that didn't bother Della as much as she thought it would. The fact that they had opened their eyes she saw her entire world in them, and her smile only grew.

"Hello, little ones." Della cooed at them as they gurgled. The boys and Donald glanced at each other nervously. "I'm your Mom." She finished, causing the four to smile then look over at her.

Donald knew that Della would love them as much as she loved Huey, Dewey and Louie. He also knew that Della wouldn't resent them just like she never resented the triplets. Della's true power after all was that she couldn't give enough of her love, and if Donald could show her that with the newest twins, then he'd help her out with that anyway he could. Just like before.

"What you gonna name them, Mom?" Huey asked, breaking the silent trance the twins had put all of them under.

"Hope and Faith. Because we all need more of that in our lives. Right?"

Della looked over at her boys, then, at Donald, before turning back to the twins in her arms. They blew raspberry's at her and giggled.

"Right." Huey and Dewey agreed.

Louie grumbled a response that cause Dewey to glance over at him in alarm, but said nothing when Louie shooked his head.

He slowly (and without taking his eyes of his new sisters.) took it out of his jacket and glanced at it. He scowled at the message.

Outside. Now.

Doofus was waiting for him.

Huey and Dewey glanced over at him but Louie shooked his head at them as he quietly slipped out the hospital door. Donald and Della already to sucked into the twin's cuteness to even notice.

Once outside the parking lot Louie looked around and spotted the vehicle he knew was for him and quickly walked over to it. The door opened slowly and he was about to step into it when -.

"LOUIE!"

Louie froze and looked behind him. Both Huey and Dewey were rushing to him with worried and concern looks on their faces but skidded to a stop when Louie's eyes narrowed at them.

The idiots!

They were gonna get themselves killed, and after everything Louie did to make sure they both didn't die, by risking his own, and Lena's?

"I'd advice you both to turn around and go back inside." Came Doofus's voice from behind him. Louie glanced back and glared at him as he pointed a gun towards his brothers. His grin sent chills down Louie's spine.

No.

He wasn't going to have Doofus kill his brothers.

Not if he was still standing.

"They were just leaving." Louie told him quickly, then looked towards Huey and Dewey. "Right?" He snapped at them making them stare at him in disbelief and anger.

"Seriously, Louie?" Huey demanded. "You are working with Doofus! Why?"

Louie opened his mouth to snap at him when Doofus pulled the trigger making the bullet whiz past him and hit a lamp post near Huey. Huey yelped and ducked and with his police instincts kicking in reached for a gun that wasn't there.

Huey cursed under his breath and glared at Doofus.

"I believe Llewellyn said that you two were leaving?" Doofus snickered at them. "And unless you rather those adorable new siblings of yours grow up with only one brother I suggest you turn and walk straight back into that hospital." Doofus told them firmly.

Huey and Dewey glared at each other.

Louie gritted his teeth.

Already he was threatening his sisters.

This guy was such a -.

"Fine. Come on Huey." Dewey said suddenly, grabbing Huey by his red sleeve. Huey took one last look at his little brother, wondering what on Earth was going through his mind, then followed his other younger one back into the hospital without another word.

No sooner had they disappeared that Louie was pulled roughly inside by strong hands and thrown into the leather seat of the limo.

"Well, now, can't even get you to blow up a building properly." Doofus snarled at him.

Louie blinked then looked around.

"D,Daisy?" He choked out seeing Donald's girlfriend sitting beside him and typing onto a computer. She glanced up at him then back down at her computer, not saying a word. "You work for Doofus, now?" He asked. "What's he got hold on of you?" He asked, glaring over at Doofus. First him, and now Daisy?

Not only that, but Timothy Jenkins was sitting beside him, fondling with a loaded gun, taunting Louie and smirking at him, while Rocker Duck was on the other, glaring at him with crossed arms. Jives was at the wheel.

"That -. Is none of your concern. Llewellyn." Doofus spat at him. "Push on, Jives, take us to the mansion." He told the driver as the limo started. Louie heard him grunt in response and the limo started to move. Doofus glanced down at his pants, (making Louie shudder at the memory of the last time he done that) and lifted it open (making both Louie and Daisy cringe, oddly Timothy and Rocker Duck didn't seemed bothered by it.) and pulled out the Mirror of Lost Souls that Lena was trapped in.

He actually kept that in his -?

Louie's left eye twitched as Lena's image came into view.

"Louie! Thank God!" Lena said, once she sees him. "Please get me out of here! This guy is a pervert! He, He's been making me watch as he gropes himself and moaning your name as he watches footage of you and, and -." Lena's face got very pale and she suddenly stopped talking when Doofus lifted the mirror up to his face. "Now, dear." Doofus cooed at her. "I'd stop spilling out what I do in private. Or I'd do what I said I'd do all over this mirror, haven't really had the pleasure yet." He threatened.

"LOUIE!" Lena shouted as she started to fade away.

Louie gritted his teeth and clinched his hands into fists by his side but was frozen to the point he couldn't do anything. One wrong move from him and Doofus will smash the mirror or worse, then he'll never see Lena ever again.

"So, Llewellyn, how did it feel?" Doofus asked, as he tucked the mirror back in his pants.

"How did what feel?" Louie asked, trying hard not to punch the living daylights out of his nemesis.

"To kill." He asked, as if the answer was obvious.

"It -." Louie hesitated, and glanced towards Timothy who was still smirking at him as he started to take his gun apart, the resemble it, all without taking his eyes off Louie. "Felt, really good, actually." Louie answered truthfully.

Doofus grinned at him, his eyes shining so bright that Louie could see his own soul being sucked into them.

"Good. That's good." Doofus said, then leaned back and nodded at Timothy who suddenly tossed Louie the gun he had been playing with. Louie caught it, then stared both at him, then at Doofus in confusion. "Because you and I are going to be doing a lot more of it, real soon."