It's been a while for this I know, finally got back into the swing of things so to speak. Though this has been sitting on my hard drive needing fixed up a bit for the last six or seven months. Have another Chapter done as well just needs to be gone over. Hope you enjoy, and again this is supposed to be a fun little story. I hope you find the comedy in it. Well enough of this, off you go...
After everyone was finished eating, the dishes were done and Sweet Pea had been given her breakfast Wesker finally made his phone call to Rebecca. Once he explained what was going on she stopped laughing long enough to tell him to go ahead and bring everyone he began the process of getting Rosalie Ready.
"Come on Rosalie, mommy and Liam are all ready to go it's your turn." He said steering her towards the stairs.
"Okay, but I can pick out my own clothes."
"Bath first, and then you can pick out your clothes."
"Maybe I'd better get her ready then." Isabel said from the couch.
"I think I can handle a simple bath...SWEETHEART." He allowed a bit of sarcasm to enter his voice on the sweet heart.
"I know DEAREST," Isabel said mocking him, "But since Liam saw her naked she's been a little... sensitive about these things."
"Fine," Wesker replied throwing his hands up in exasperated defeat, "Just don't take too long."
"I'll try not too, but you know how we girls are."
"Please, you're usually ready before I am."
"Well if you didn't use so much gel..."
"Alright enough go." The blonde man stated point towards the top of the stairs.
Wesker took a seat on the couch next to his son, as his wife and daughter disappeared at the top of the steps. Liam, not missing his opportunity plopped himself down on his father's lap.
"You know mommy misses you when you're gone." The little boy stated, from out of no where.
"Yes, and I miss all of you too. I'll tell you a secret... I don't think I have to go away anymore."
"Really?" The little boy eyed his father. At the older mans nod he Liam threw his arms around Wesker's neck exclaiming loudly, "Cool."
It had been an early morning for the little boy so Wesker wasn't totally surprised when his son's breathing slowed. A sure sign Liam was asleep. Wesker found himself stroking the little boy's back. Sweet pea, not wanting to be ignored decided she wanted up on the couch so she began whining when she couldn't make it up on her own.
"Are you EVEN allowed on the couch?" Wesker asked looking at the little scrap of fur. Sweet Pea cocked her head at his question and after a moment the furry creature let out a small bark as if answering.
"Well if you were you aren't now. God I'm talking to a dog like it can understand me." Wesker said shaking his head.
As if knowing that the new head of the house wasn't in a position to stop her, Sweet Pea backed up and took a running leap. Grabbing onto the couch cushion with her front paws, she wiggled herself onto the couch, giving a triumphant yip and wagging her tail when she succeeded. If looks could kill the one Wesker gave the tiny pup would have made her explode. Ignoring the fact that her new master wasn't pleased with her little stunt, Sweet Pea put both front paws up on his chest and began sniffing at him.
"Look! Sweet Pea's making up with daddy." Rosalie exclaimed bounding down the stairs.
"Yes, but is your father making up with Sweet Pea?" Isabel asked following her daughter slowly.
"Daddy you like Sweet Pea, don't you?" Rosalie asked sitting next to her father and petting the puppy.
Looking into his daughter's expectant eye's he felt himself giving in. Sighing he began to speak. "She should make a good watch dog when she gets older. She'll be a good size and she seems attached to everyone."
"So you like her right?" Rosalie questioned again.
"She'll do." Wesker answered, not really wanting to lie, but also not wanting to break his daughter's heart.
Isabel knew her charming husband was still not happy about the tiny pup that had begun to lick the side of his face. "Alright Sweet Pea come here." Isabel called patting her leg.
The little ball of fur immediately quit what she was doing and half jumped, half fell off the couch. Shaking her tiny head she got up and trotted over to Isabel, never knowing that she had been in real danger of loosing her happy home.
"Well if everyone is set then we should get going." Wesker stated repositioning the sleeping child in his arms so he could stand.
"What about Sweet Pea, can she go too?" Rosalie asked looking up at her mother.
Isabel was about to nod, when her husband answered for her. "If she's going to be a watch dog then she had better start learning to watch the house."
"Yes DEAR, but if we leave her inside she may tear something up."
Wesker disliked it when his wife used the word dear; when ever it came from Isabel's lips he knew she was being sarcastic. "Well then she can stay outside, It's better for her anyway."
"No daddy she's too little she could get hurt or lost." Rosalie cut in a worried expression on her face.
"Albert she's right, until you get a fence up Sweet Pea can't be outside by herself. She'll have to go with us."
Wesker clenched his jaw, lest he allow the irritation he felt to spill from his lips. It was a few minutes before he could speak with out telling the puppy had to go. "You can not be serious."
"Yep the puppy goes too." Isabel replied picking the wiggling puppy up and heading toward the front door.
Rosalie followed her mother outside, without a word, feeling a great rush of pleasure that she had once again gotten her way. For some reason mommy was the only one who would ever really stand up to daddy on things, of course the little girl had the suspicion that her mom was the only one that her father would allow to stand up too him. Seeing that her mother was motioning for her to get into the van, Rosalie put such thoughts aside and walked over to her mother.
Once Rosalie was buckled into her seat and the puppy was placed on an old blanket in the back of the mini van, Isabel went back to lock the front door while Albert put their still sleeping son in his car seat. After her task was complete the young mother turned around just in time to see her husband adjusting the driver's side seat to accommodate his height. A hint of annoyance passed through her at the fact that Albert had just assumed he would be driving. Even though techniquely it was the family car, Isabel considered it her territory.
"Um what do you think you're doing?" She asked walking to the driver's side window.
"Driving." He answered turning his head slightly to look at her.
Control freak. Isabel thought looking at her husband,"This is my car, you know."
Wesker answered her with a lift of an eyebrow. The fact that his expression was almost unreadable behind the sunglasses he had placed on his handsome face, wasn't helping her irritation. Knowing he was set on driving the pregnant woman gave an exasperated growl before heading around the front of the van and getting in the passenger's side.
As soon as Wesker turned the car over it was filled with music from the soundtrack to the Lion King. He wasn't surprised when Rosalie started to sing along with the music, but what did take him off guard was Isabel as she began to sing. Trying not to wince at his lovely wife's off tune rendition of Can You Feel the Love Tonight the blonde man put the car in reverse and backed away from the house. Wesker loved his wife with every breath in his body, but that didn't change the fact that she couldn't carry a tune in a bucket, something he found out soon after Rosalie was born. Neither one of their children seemed to mind that her singing was less than perfect so he saw no reason to bring it up. He did have a feeling that Isabel knew about her own inadequacy though because she rarely sang around anyone who wasn't her immediate family.
Luckily for Wesker Rebecca's house was the closest to theirs so it wasn't long before they were parked and Isabel had finished singing. Liam had finally awakened up from his cat nap as they had pulled up to the tan two story house. It didn't take very long to unload the passengers. Sweet Pea immediately began sniffing around her new surroundings and the children ran directly to the porch.
As Isabel and Wesker followed the two children on to the porch the door was open by a very round Rebecca Oliveira.
"It's about time you guys got here; both Carlos and Dylan have been driving me nuts this morning." The young woman said stepping out of the way so that everyone could enter.
"They've been driving you nuts? How so?" Isabel asked smiling at her physician.
"Dylan's been excited ever since she found out Rosalie and Liam was coming over. As for my dear husband, every time I sigh he runs in and asks if I'm in labor."
"I do not." Her husband's voice entered the room a few moments before the rest of him did.
Seeing his guests standing there, Carlos went over to Liam and picked the boy up giving him a big hug.
"You get bigger every time I see you." He stated smiling at the three year old.
"You're silly you saw me last week." Liam replied giggling.
Setting the little boy down Carlos turned to his niece. "You my dear become more beautiful each time we meet," Looking towards Isabel he gave her a grin, "and you are breath taking as always."
When Carlos came to the last of his guests he couldn't help himself, Wesker still had an un-approachableness about him. The younger man knew that Wesker only really tolerated everyone else for his family's sake, but he seemed to be much more tolerant with all the children. Of course Carlos suspected that too had to do with Isabel. Turning his grin on the man in front of him Carlos spoke. "You're aging well for someone of what is it...Fifty?"
Isabel's shoulders immediately started bobbing up and down in silent laughter. Wesker looked even less happy than usual.
"Oliviera you really aren't as humorous as you believe you are." Wesker replied shortly.
"Gee six years and you still can't take a joke." Carlos shook his head.
"I tolerate you don't I?" The blonde man said looking straight at Carlos.
All the adults except Wesker himself chuckled at his remark. It was such a little thing, but it would never have happened six years ago.
"Dad what's so funny?" Dylan asked entering the room.
The little girl had her father's tan complexion and brown eyes, but where her father's had a smile behind them hers held and intelligence that rivaled her mother's. Her brown hair was pulled back in a thick ponytail. That's where any resemblance to her father ended. Dylan was built like her mother, at four years old she was just the same height as Liam and the rest of her features were dainty.
"I think your Uncle Wesker just called me a joke."
"That wasn't very nice." The little girl turned her intense gaze on her uncle.
"It's alright Dylan Uncle Wesker was just joking." Rebecca came to his defense.
"Nuh uh he doesn't joke." Dylan said shaking her head.
"It's okay Dylan he really was just kidding, sweet heart." Carlos said trying to put the four year old at ease.
Dylan was a daddy's girl through and through. In her eyes he was the best guy in the entire world. Seeing that her father wasn't upset at all her somber expression melted into a semi smile.
Carlos looked at the little girl in front of him and his smile widened. The twenty seven year old had never thought he would be lucky enough to have a family of his own; meeting Rebecca had changed all that. Though at times he felt he was paying for his colorful past. With one daughter and another on the way, he was beginning to think someone up there was laughing at him.
"That's my girl. Why don't you take Liam and Rosalie outside to play?"
"Okay dad." She replied turning to face the other children, "We can go play on the swings."
"Let's go Liam." Rosalie stated grabbing her brother's hand and dragging him back out the front door, Dylan following close behind.
Once the children were busy playing with each other Isabel turned her attention back to the pregnant woman in front of her.
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience Rebecca, especially with everything going on around here. This could have waited." She stated following her host into the kitchen to take a seat.
"Isabel this is important." Her husband reprimanded from behind her.
"It's alright Isabel. I don't mind really." Rebecca stated smiling at the fact Wesker had gone into mother hen mode once again.
Isabel didn't know how to begin. Sitting in front of the young woman all her worries seemed silly.
"So what's going on that has you so worried?" Rebecca asked, looking at Wesker.
Rebecca knew that if it were really that serious he would have requested that this be done at her office. A year after Liam's birth Rebecca had decided to join a small family practice as a doctor this time. It was nice to put all her medical training to use, she felt like she had purpose again a real career instead of just a job. As a result Isabel now had all the little luxuries a normal expectant mother would and she had broken down into tears when she' had her first sonogram last month. Rebecca also knew that she was thrilled about having this baby in an actual hospital.
"My dear wife is showing already and has been a little touchier than her normal pregnancies, but has not seen fit to bring these things to your attention."
Rebecca almost laughed out loud at his statement. It would seem that dear Mr. Wesker had been on the receiving end of a few of his wife's mood swings. As for her pregnancy showing so soon, the young woman had a theory about that also.
"I think I know why Isabel is showing. The last time she was in we did a sonogram, I wasn't sure at the time, and I didn't want to say anything until I was, but now I'm almost positive."
"Positive about what?" Wesker asked almost at the end of his patience.
"I think Isabel is carrying twins this time."
"W-what?" Isabel asked shocked.
Before Rebecca could repeat herself Isabel was out of her chair and rushing to the bathroom where she immediately lost her breakfast.
Twins, I'm going to have twins. Oh god I have to give birth twice in one day.
A mixture of terror and relief washed over Isabel at the news, relief that there was nothing wrong with the baby. The terror part due to the fact she was going to have two infants relying on her at once along with Liam and Rosalie. The expectant mother's thoughts were interrupted when Carlos knocked on the door.
"Come In."
Carlos gave Isabel a kind smile as he handed her the toothbrush. "Rebecca thought you may need this."
"Thanks, it's just that this came as big surprise."
"Really, you must be loosing your touch then."
At Carlos' little joke Isabel relaxed some how he could always lighten the situation.
"I'm not psychic you know."
"You could have fooled me... You're scared aren't you?" Carlos finally asked sobering.
"Who's being psychic now? And I'm not scared just nervous. I don't think I can do this alone."
"You have a husband who would walk through fire for you and the rest of us you aren't alone. You should talk to Wesker let him know how freaked out about this you are."
"I think I've rubbed off on you, you're getting wiser in your old age." Isabel stated before she started brushing her teeth.
Carlos left the woman to finish her task shaking his head. Walking back into the kitchen he was greeted with two questioning stares. "She's fine; she said she'll be out in a minute."
Wesker nodded his head in acknowledgement. When Isabel had run to the bathroom, he had wanted to go after her, but Rebecca suggested he give her a moment. Against every instinct he had he kept his place, allowing Carlos to get an extra tooth brush and take it too her. Of course the blonde man couldn't help but wonder if his would somehow be his fault in her eyes.
Damn my wife is making me paranoid.
Isabel arrived back into the room a few minutes after Carlos. Giving all three of the people at the table a re-assuring smile, she sat down with them. "Okay where were we?" She asked looking at Rebecca.
"As I was saying I'm almost a hundred percent positive that she's carrying twins. We'll know for sure the next time she comes in for a check up. Until then with the mood swings she's been having and the added stress on her body I think it may be best if Carlos and I take Liam and Rosalie until she delivers." Rebecca spoke more to Wesker than Isabel, knowing he would probably be more rational.
"Chambers when exactly is your due date?"
"Well SIR to be truthful it was two days ago."
"Then you can see why we will not be leaving the children with you."
"Sir she needs rest and though you have very well behaved children, with their abilities they can still be a handful."
"Well Chambers since I am their father I believe that I can handle my own children."
"I understand that sir, but Isabel will need extra rest do you think you can handle both of them by yourself twenty four hours a day?"
"I will take up your questioning my parenting abilities with you after your daughter is delivered safe and sound. Until that time consider yourself lucky."
Carlos knew for whatever reason that Wesker would never allow anything to happen to Rebecca. It may have been in the beginning do to the fact she was responsible for delivering Rosalie, but now it seemed he had a great respect for her. Carlos' wife was the one person other than Isabel who could actually stand up to her former captain with no repercussions at all. Because everyone at the table knew that Wesker's warning was empty Carlos had no problem not stepping in.
"I'm glad you two have decided all of this for me." Isabel spoke up slightly annoyed, "Every time I'm pregnant you two start acting like I'm not sitting right here."
"Isabel, I just was making sure Wesker knew what was going on, we didn't mean to exclude you." Rebecca stated trying to calm her patient before she became upset.
"I know but it's my body and I feel left out." Tears started to form in her eyes at her last statement.
"Hey that's okay they do the same to me." Carlos interjected.
"We talk over you while you're pregnant?" Rebecca asked her husband trying to make light of the situation.
Putting his hands to his face and fake crying he answered.
"Yes you do us pregnant men have feelings too ya know."
"Oh please." Rebecca stated rolling her eyes at her significant other.
Once again the intense mood was broken by Carlos slightly off center sense of humor.
"I don't want to be on bed rest again." Isabel stated after she had stopped giggling.
"Rebecca said you would need more rest, not that you had to stay in bed all the time. It just means that all the extra things you did I'll have to do." Her husband answered for Rebecca.
"Yeah until you have to leave again and then I'm on my own." The young woman frowned.
"Isabel you are never alone you have me, Carlos, Jill, Claire, Chris and Leon. We may not all live in the same house anymore, but we are still just a phone call away." Rebecca said squeezing her hand.
"I know, but it's just that I feel so isolated sometimes. I mean I know that everyone has their own family to take care of but I just feel like we aren't close anymore. I guess I just miss everyone."
"Oh Isabel," Rebecca replied stricken with guilt, "You always seemed so happy and busy we didn't want to be more work for you."
"I...I guess it's just because Albert's been gone so long this time. I've felt so alone and I know he'll leave again soon."
"No he will not," Wesker stated taking her hand, "Anymore trips will not be a necessity. From what I found out I do not believe they will be looking for you."
Isabel was tempted to ask what her husband had found out, but his tone of voice and set of his jaw told her he was unwilling to talk about it. Guessing he had probably killed someone to get the information and didn't want to subject her to the fact she let it drop. The pregnant woman knew that Albert kept things from her for her protection, but that didn't mean she liked it. She knew that he would never change and though it irritated her at times, for the most part she let it lay. The only reason the young woman had found out about the experimentation her father had done on her mother was because of Liam. While Isabel had been pregnant with her son, she had begun to feel as if she were loosing her grip on reality. The young woman had been bombarded feelings and thoughts that were not her own. Albert had come home to find her locked in their room, dark circles under her eyes and everyone in the house worried for her. As she explained what was going on inside her mind, she saw a look of recognition cross Albert's face. He immediately fetched Rebecca to help explain. Once Isabel had been allowed to know what was happening to her, she was better able to cope. In the end what her father had done really hadn't been as hard on Isabel as everyone thought it would be. The pregnant woman was pulled out of her thoughts when her little boy came into the kitchen.
"I thought you were playing with sister and Dylan." Isabel stated as the three year old crawled up onto her lap.
"Rosalie told me to go away when Dylan started crying." The little boy replied a frown on his small features.
"Why was Dylan crying?" Wesker asked looking at his son through his sunglasses.
"She didn't like the snake I caught."
"You didn't bring the snake in here did you?" Isabel asked. As if on cue Liam's little stowaway poked its head out of the little boy's overall bib pocket. Isabel grabbed the little creature before it could make it to the floor and under something, her expression one of complete disgust.
"Albert I don't know why you taught him to catch these things." Isabel handed the snake over to him. Getting out of his seat snake in hand Wesker leaned over to kiss his wife on the cheek.
"Because he's a boy and would have figured it out on his own. I simply showed him which ones were dangerous and which weren't." The blonde man made his way outside to release the poor reptile.
"Alright young man now both of us needs to wash our hands." Isabel stated setting her son on the floor and taking him to the sink.
When they were done instead of Liam going back to sit on his mother's lap he went over to his aunt. "Aunt Becca your tummy's really big."
"That it is," Rebecca replied stroking her stomach, "Your little cousin Alex is in there."
"Is he going to come out soon?"
"It's a she and I hope so. You know what? I bet if you put your ear to her you can hear her heart beat."
"Really? Can I try?" The little boy asked a hopeful expression on his cherubic face.
Rebecca nodded her head yes as her nephew put his little arms around her swollen abdomen and placed his ear to her stomach. After a moment he looked up at his aunt, amazement on his tiny features. "I can hear it and I can hear her move too."
"See I told you." Rebecca replied brushing his bangs off his forehead.
When his father re-entered the room Liam's head shot back up. "Daddy I can hear the baby's heart beat, come listen." He smiled motioning for Wesker to come over.
"I can hear it right now Liam." His father replied taking his seat next to his wife after washing his hands.
"Really? From all the way over there?" Liam asked once again amazed.
"Yes I can hear Alex's heart, yours and your aunts. Now why don't you come sit over here, I'm sure Aunt Rebecca doesn't feel like having you hang on her right now." Wesker said patting his lap.
"This is cool I'm not gonna be the baby anymore." Liam stated crawling onto his father's lap.
Wait till he finds out about the twins. Wesker thought smiling down at his son.
"Liam daddy and I have something that you may find even cooler." Isabel said grinning.
"Really, what?"
"Well mommy's going to have two babies." Isabel told him.
"Wow! I'm gonna be a big brother." His eyes imitated saucers. "Mommy I promise I won't be mean like Rosalie." Liam continued solemnly.
"Rosalie isn't that bad is she Liam?" Carlos asked from across the table.
"She tells me what to do all the time. She always says I can't do stuff cause I'm gonna get hurt." The little boy finished by crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Well she just wants to make sure nothing happens to you. You're her baby brother and she loves you." Isabel reasoned.
"Yeah, but she doesn't have to be so mean." The three year old replied not ready to give up his point.
Wesker smiled down at his young son, it would seem the little boy had inherited his mother's stubbornness. The former S.T.A.R.S. Captain wanted so much for his children that it sometimes amazed him how deep his feelings for his family ran. It may have started out as duty and responsibility, but the first time he'd held his infant daughter he knew something had changed in him. Holding his son now he felt the same way. Wesker decided in that moment he was going to spend more time with his children, starting today, he was going to take them out and play with them whatever they wanted. Not just take them and show them the hazards of their environment, but run and play with them.
"So Liam are you going to help mommy with the babies then?" Carlos asked getting up to get a drink.
"Uh huh." The little boy nodded his head
"You didn't ask if everyone else wanted any." Rebecca stated as her husband started to put the juice away.
"Does anyone else want something to drink?" The young man asked with a sigh.
Everyone at the table including Rebecca shook their head no.
"Woman if you didn't want any why did you make me go through all that?" He asked taking a seat next to her.
"Because it was rude not to ask."
"They're family they know where the glasses are if they want something."
"You my dear husband you are a Neanderthal."
"Nag."
Rebecca response was cut short when a knock came from the door the front door. As she was about to get up to answer it Carlos placed a hand on her shoulder stopping her. He then got himself to get the door. "Who is it?" Could be heard from the entry way.
"Us open the door." It sounded like Chris.
"Sorry man we don't know anyone named us."
"Stop being a smartass and let us in." Chris had lost his cool and was now yelling.
"Carlos Oliveira, Let Chris and Jill in." Rebecca yelled from her place at the table.
A few seconds later the front door was heard opening and Jill came into view followed by her husband and Carlos.
"Uncle Chris, Aunt Jill!" Liam exclaimed hopping off his father's lap and charging the two new visitors.
"Hey buddy. What have you been up too?" Chris asked lifting the little boy off the ground.
"I'm gonna be a big brother." The little boy beamed at him, pride showing on his every feature, his chest puffed out.
"Christopher Redfield I have a bone to pick with you." Isabel cut giving him a murderous look.
"You're really in trouble she used your last name." Liam told the older man wide eyed.
"I'm not afraid of your mom, she doesn't scare me." Chris replied winking at his nephew.
"Redfield." Wesker growled
"Um now your dad is another issue all together." He said setting the boy back down. "Yes Ma'am?" He finished turning toward Isabel.
"Last night my son used the most charming word and guess where he said he learned it from."
"Um, Jill?"
"No Christopher would you like to try again?"
"Not really."
Jill couldn't believe how immature her husband could be at times. Right now he was acting as if he were Liam's age. She was kind of curious as to what word Liam learned from her dear husband.
"Chris what did you teach our nephew?"
"I'll tell you what your husband taught him," Isabel cut in, "My son called his sister an A-S-S-H-O-L-E last night."
Jill turned to her husband with a disapproving look before she spoke.
"Chris you know you can't just blurt out any thing you want in front of children."
"Yes mom." Chris answered rolling his eyes at his wife.
"I'm not amused Christopher, now what are you going to do about my son?" Isabel stated still glaring at the man in front of her.
Knowing that both his wife and Isabel wouldn't lay off him until he set things straight, he knelt down in front of the little boy to make things right.
"Liam sometimes when he's angry Uncle Chris uses words that shouldn't be used. They are bad and I was wrong. So I'll make a deal with you I won't use them anymore if you don't.
"Okay." Liam said looking into his Uncles eyes, "Are you mad at me."
"No, but no more bad words okay?"
Liam solemnly nodded his little head before giving Chris a big hug and turning to Jill to repeat the process.
"Guess what Aunt Jill mommy's going to have two babies." Jill could tell by the look on his cherub face that he was extremely excited about the fact. "That's really cool isn't it?" she smiled at him
"Yep, I'm going to be a good big brother and I'm gonna teach them how to catch stuff like snakes and frogs."
The horror that passed over Isabel's face at the three year olds last statement was so comical that Jill couldn't help but start giggling. Giving his Aunt a look that clearly said Liam though she was acting strange, he went back and perched himself on his father's lap once again.
Isabel was very impressed with the way that Chris had handled the mess he'd caused and was about to tell him so when Dylan came inside clearly upset.
"What is it sweetie?" Carlos asked when she came over and stood in front of him.
"Rosalie said she didn't want to play with me anymore cause I'm no fun." The little girl answered her lip trembling slightly.
As Carlos picked his daughter up to comfort her, Wesker was handing his son to Isabel. The former Captain then made his way outside to find HIS daughter.