Disclaimer: I own Luka, Kendall, Anna, Sara, and Wilhem, but that's it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This takes place in the future. . .well, duh. Anyway, Wes and Lilah have five kids and they're married. Chaos ensuing? Well. . .duh!

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Wesley sat up in bed and looked around. The room was filled with the blue light of early dawn.

"Lilah, it's time to get up."

Lilah sighed and rolled over next to him, putting her hand on his chest and pulling him back into bed.

"Just a few more minutes, I don't want to face the day yet."

Wesley gently kissed her neck and began removing the lacy, red nightgown she had on.

"Hmm, why don't you let me make it a little easier for you?"

Suddenly, the door to their bedroom burst open and two, six-year-old girls pounced on them.

"MOMMY, DADDY!"

Wesley pulled away from Lilah and sighed as Anna and Sara crawled in-between he and his wife.

"It's time to get up!"

"Yeah, you lazy bones!"

Wesley wrapped his arms around Sara and kissed her cheek.

"You're right, little loves, it is."

"Come on, we have to get up now!"

"Yeah!"

"Alright, alright, how about you and your sister go get ready and make sure your siblings are ready while Mummy and Daddy get ready for work?"

"Okay."

"Okay."

The two girls raced from the room and down the hallway to their bedroom. The nanny had laid out identical school jumpers on their beds for them. As they dressed for school, they were completely oblivious to the fight their oldest sister and the nanny were having down the hall.

"I don't want to brush my teeth!"

"Please, Luka, sweetheart."

"NO!"

"I'm going to tell your mother and father, young lady!"

There was no need, however, Wesley and Lilah could hear the argument in their room. Lilah pushed Wesley's hands off the waistline of her panties and climbed out from under him.

"Talk about ruining the mood, huh?"

"I don't know, I'm still VERY in the mood."

Lilah smiled at the rumple in the covers and leaned in for one more kiss.

"I WON'T!"

Lilah sighed and pulled away, walking to her bedroom door.

"Pull yourself together and then get ready, it's going to be a long day."

Wesley sighed and then aloud himself to fall back on the sheets. Down the hall, Lilah came into Luka's room, where she found her daughter sitting on her bed in her school jumper with her arms folded across her chest. The nanny looked quite harassed.

"What's going on?"

"She refuses to brush her teeth."

"Well, Luka, honey, you have to brush your teeth before you go to school."

"Why?"

"Because that's what makes Mommy and Daddy happy and it's what makes little girls look beautiful. You want to be beautiful, don't you?"

"Yes!"

"Well, then, brush your teeth and then go downstairs for breakfast."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lilah smiled as Luka disappeared into her bathroom. In the room next door, Kendall, the second oldest daughter at eight, was putting the finishing touches on her homework. She was the most like her father. She wasn't into being beautiful like her older sister, Luka, who was most like their mother. She wasn't weird like Anna and Sara, who were a mix of their parents. She certainly was not like her younger brother, Wilhem, who was too young to really be given a characteristic. She had been working on him though. She promised the little boy she wouldn't let him go over to the dark side, a.k.a Luka's ways.

She climbed out of her desk chair and packed her book bag, humming as she went. Maybe she should go check on Wilhem. Her parents usually let him sleep since he was always grouchy when he didn't get enough, but it wasn't too early to check on him.

Kendall went into the hall. All the doors were shut. No one would know if she just checked on him. She tip-toed to her brother's bedroom door and opened it, quietly, and then snuck in. Wilhem was still asleep in his bed. His little feet poked out of the blankets and his chestnut brown hair was sticking out at all ends.

Kendall silently approached the three-year-old and held out her hand, letting her's graze his. Suddenly, Wilhem's eyes opened and he looked at her.

"Hey, baby brother."

Wilhem smacked his dry lips together and lifted his small legs in the air, stretching. Suddenly, the door was opened. Kendall turned to see her father standing in the doorway in a black suit with a green shirt and silver and black tie.

"Good morning, little love."

"Good morning, Daddy."

"How's your brother?"

"He's sleepy."

Wesley looked down at his little Wilhelm and smiled. Whereas, Wilhem's birth hadn't been planned, Wesley didn't mind. He was a little worried about having all girls and being the only male but that had changed when Wilhem was born.

"Hey, sleepyhead."

Wesley lifted Wilhem into his arms and kissed his head. His hair still smelled like baby shampoo from the night before, a smell Wesley had learned to enjoy over the last ten years.

Suddenly, the toddler began struggling in his father's arms and pushing against his chest to get down. Wesley sat him on his bed but it was already too late, the damage had been done. Wilhem was screaming bloody murder by the time Lilah came racing into the room a moment later in a black business jacket and black skirt with a white dress shirt underneath.

"Dammit, Wes, you know he hates being held first thing in the morning, it upsets him."

"I'm sorry, I forgot."

Lilah rolled her eyes and lifted Wilhem into her arms, since she knew the nanny was busy with Anna and Sara. She patted his bottom, gently, and rocked him for a moment then decided it'd be best to walk with him. Wesley lifted Kendall into his arms and followed Lilah downstairs to the kitchen.

"Shh, shh, Wilhelm, Daddy's a jerk, I know."

Wesley scowled as he sat Kendall in her chair at the table and then sat beside her, pouring them both a bowl of cereal. Ten minutes, later Wilhem was calm and the rest of the family had joined them. Lilah handed her son off to the nanny so she could get him dressed and breakfast began.

"Luka, you have your school report done, right?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl."

The rest of breakfast was uninterrupted except for Anna and Sara's Cheerio fight, which the nanny, who had brought a groomed and dressed Wilhem back to the table, dealt with. The older children went upstairs to gather their backpacks and Wesley watched his son eat his breakfast, messily.

Ten minutes later, Wesley was wiping up the milk from the table and Wilhem was in his playpen. Lilah came down and kissed her husband's cheek, gathering her purse.

"I'll take the girls to school and then meet you at work, okay?"

"Sure. Oh, don't forget we have that lunch meeting at noon."

"Okay. I'll meet you in your office and then we'll go to that."

As Lilah went to walk out to her car, Wesley grabbed her arm and pulled her back towards him and kissed her, passionately.

"I'll see you at eleven-thirty then."

Lilah smiled as Wesley walked over to the playpen and kissed his son's head.

"Bye, Wilhem, Daddy has to go to work, now."

Little Wilhem held up his arms and Wesley lifted him up, hugging him and then putting him down again. He stood and left the nanny to take care of his young son. Going back into the kitchen, he saw that the girls had all come down from their rooms, carrying their backpacks. Luka was arguing with Kendall but Wes decided it was Lilah's turn to break up a fight and went into the garage, starting his Mercedes and pulling out into the Los Angeles sun.

He saw Lilah come out of the house with the girls in tow. She looked incredibly cranky and glared when she caught sight of Wesley, who mouthed 'good luck' and waved, pulling out of the driveway. Lilah rolled her eyes in got in her silver SUV. If he thinks he's getting laid, she thought, he has another thing coming.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Second chapter's already written. I'm holding it ransom for reviews. Just kidding, I'll put it up as soon as I have some more free time, which should be Monday, 1-11-05. Thanks for reading this far, now review!