Here's to Us

Chapter seven:- A Little Help

Sorry it keeps taking me so long to update my ff! Sorry I didn't do review responses. I have school and have little time. I'm actualy running out of ideas for this story so it's going to be wrapped up kinda quick within the next few chptrs I think. I'll be doing one-shots a lot more now b/c I don't have much extra time.

The next morning, Jimmy got up and made breakfast to try and cheer Cindy up. He was determined to find out what was wrong even if she wouldn't tell him. He knew Cindy could be moody but he also knew when something wasn't right. He sat downstairs with a fresh pot of coffee, eggs, bacon, and ham waiting for her. Cooking was one of the things Jimmy was somehow good at as long as he wasn't using one of his inventions.

"Morning Cin." He said when she came down dressed. "I made you breakfast." He pointed toward the plate.

"You shouldn't have let me sleep in." She said with a stern tone.

"Why not?" He asked. Not even a thank you. He thought.

"I need to be taking care of the twins." She said walking over to pour herself some coffee.

"Its okay I took care of them this morning. Besides it's not like its noon or anything. It's only seven o'clock." The twins were always awake around five in the morning if they ever fell asleep. All he heard from her was a grumble of some sort. She got her coffee and headed back toward the stairs. "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." She said quickly with barely any tone at all.

"You need to eat Cind." He didn't even get a response as she went up to see her children. Jimmy shook his head and said out loud, "Why won't you talk to me?"

Cindy went back upstairs into the nursery to see the twins who were happily playing with a few toys in a play pen. She looked down at them. They already had some of their brown hair showing. They had her eyes which always made her smile. She leaned down and picked Gracie up in her arms. She held her tight to her and as she felt her daughter squeeze her own finger with as much might as she could Cindy almost started crying. She kissed the top of Gracie's head then set her down on the floor. She then picked Danny up and put him down beside his sister. She gently held one of their hands in each of hers.

"I know you guys don't understand what I'm saying but you're the only ones I can talk to." The interesting thing is that they sat there looking at her as if they were interested and understanding every word she was saying to them. "I just feel trapped. I can't tell anyone that I'm jealous of Libby. I mean Jimmy would think that I mean I wasn't happy with him and that's not it, not it at all." Cindy looked down. "I can't tell Libby. She'd probably find some way to make me feel bad without knowing it. Dad and Bridgette wouldn't understand, no one will." She looked back up at them and they smiled at her but didn't giggle, like they knew it wasn't the time. Cindy smiled back at her babies. "I don't even understand. I'm about ready to punch Libby's lights out because of how she's been treating me but I'm still jealous of her in a way. Everyone was so much more interested in their engagement than in my pregnancy with you two. Of course I can understand that but after you guys were born, they still seemed more interested in her than me and you. Jimmy doesn't seem to mind but I do. I guess that's the part of my mother that's still in me feeling all this. Sometimes I think about calling her too." She told them changing the subject. "I've come close to it. I've had the phone in my hand but then put it back and changed my mind." Cindy felt a few tears roll down her cheeks. "I'm sorry if I haven't been a good mother or if I ever become a bad one. It scares me that I might be. I mean, I push Jimmy away when I need him most. I'm afraid of what I'll do to you two. I'm afraid I'll become my mother." Cindy leaned over and kissed their cheeks. "But I promise I'll never leave you." She picked them up and put them back in the play pen with tears still in her eyes.

Gracie looked up at her and gave her one last smile as Danny went back to playing with his toys like nothing had happened. Cindy nodded at her then turned to leave the nursery. She whispered to herself as she shut the door, "I promise."

Jimmy sat at the kitchen table, hands holding his head up, elbows on the table, tears on the verge of rolling down his face. He sat there staring at the baby monitor with mixed emotions. To think that she thought she had no one else to turn to but her babies, was painful to him. He hadn't even meant to hear what she was saying. He was just cleaning up the dishes when he heard her talking to the twins through the monitor. The more he listened, the more pain and emotional he got.

But at least he finally knew what was going on in her head. (And this time, he didn't need his inventions to find out)

Libby woke up to the sound of Ben and Sheen screaming.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!" She heard as she jumped out of bed to run down to see what was going on.

"What? Where?" She yelled then saw what they were yelling about. She saw a marshmallow on fire over the stove. They weren't screaming for fear. They were just being them. "Ugh. This is getting so old." She laughed to herself. "Nice breakfast there." She said to him.

"I know." Ben responded. "Daddy said it was okay." Libby shook her head.

"Yeah well Daddy," She leaned down and kissed Sheen. "Doesn't know anything."

"Hey!" He yelled at her then smiled. "You feeling better baby cakes?"

"Don't call me that." Libby told him pouring herself some coffee.

"Twenty years and you still won't accept a nickname?"

"One, it hasn't been twenty years and two, no I won't." She put some sugar into her coffee. "And three, yes I am feeling better." Libby figured Cindy was just under a little pressure or something and snapped and that she'd be over it by now. Or at least that's what she was telling herself.

Noon at Sheen and Libby's house

"Hey Carl!" Sheen yelled as he opened the door to greet his friend who had come for his wedding. "Where's Carla?" He asked after hugging him.

"Oh she's at the hotel. She likes to start unpacking right away." Just then Libby came in with Ben in her arms. "Hey Ben."

"Uncle Carl!" He shouted. Carl took him from Libby into his arms and hugged him.

"Hey little guy!"

"C'mon Carl, there's cookies in the kitchen." Libby said leading him.

"Mmmm," Carl said. "Cookies."

"Hey I'm going to over to Jimmy's and tell him you're here." Sheen said as he walked out the door.

"Wait why not just-" Libby was cut off by the sound of the front door closing. "Call?" She finished.

"Because it's the same old Sheen." Carl answered and they laughed.

Sheen was almost to Jimmy's house when he heard Cindy and Jimmy yelling at each other. He knew by know not to interfere when Jimmy and Cindy were really fighting. He peeked in a window making sure to stay out of sight.

"Well you shouldn't have been listening!" Cindy shouted with her hands in the air trying to make a point.

"I wouldn't have to if you would talk to me!" Jimmy shouted back at her.

"You wouldn't understand if I did!"

"I wouldn't understand?" He yelled in disbelief. "Who's always been there for you ever sense we were kids? I'm your husband! You should know I would understand!"

"I don't need this right now!" Cindy turned to leave but Jimmy grabbed her wrist.

"You said it yourself," He said calmly still holding her wrist. "You push me away when you need me most. I'm not letting you go." Tears filled her eyes and she gave in. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him.

"I'm sorry."

"Shhh. It's okay."

"No." She looked up at him. He looked into her eyes and found that it wasn't the 'sorry' he wanted. "I'm sorry." She kissed his cheek and turned to go upstairs. Jimmy could do nothing but stare in shock.

Sheen stood outside the window and didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he should leave or if he should go in and talk to Jimmy. He decided to leave.

Jimmy was still standing there not knowing what to do himself. He knew that with Cindy, that kind of sorry meant she was either going to leave again or she was going to do something drastic. He couldn't let that happen. He wouldn't let that happen.

Do it. A voice in her head told her. Cindy knew she had to but at the same time dreaded the thought. She was being torn in two different directions. Doing this would cause more problems in her life but might help her in a way as well. Not doing it, might be regretted for the rest of her life.

She knew what she had to do. She needed the help only she could give her right now.

She reached into her drawer and pulled out a white envelope with her name on it. She opened it up with shaking hands and picked up the phone and dialed. Three rings.

"Hello?" The sound of that voice already made tears swell up in Cindy's eyes. She almost hung up the phone right there. "Hello? Is anyone there?" The more she heard that voice, the weaker she became.

"Hi Mom." She heard a plate crash to the floor and shatter on the other end of the line.

I know most of you probably saw that coming. But that's where I'm leaving it for right now. I'll try to be quicker with the next update.