A/N: hey everyone! It's Kait (rentislife0619) updating my first of three chapters. Sorry these three chapters have taken so long! I went up to my Aunt's lake house for the 3rd and 4th of July, started a new job at a daycare (which is so tiring), and then I got sick. Not my best week, that's for sure. So, bear with me for now, please.

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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Title- Doctors and Babysitters

The next morning, Mark and I took Sara and Owen to see Dr. Pascal, the twins' pediatrician. He gave them both a thorough checkup and a good bill of health.

Dr. Pascal looked through Owen and Sara's charts. "Owen and Sara are doing great. They're in excellent health so there's nothing to worry about for the moment." He flipped through his papers and made his way to the vaccination charts. "However, they are due for four shots each. They'll need their diphtheria, flu, polio, and pneumococcal vaccines. I'll have the nurse do that now if that's alright with the two of you," he told us.

We both shook our heads. "Sure, that'd be fine," Mark told him.

Dr. Pascal smiled. "Great, I'll have Nurse Katherine give them their vaccines right away." He opened the door. "Kath, can you come here for a second?" She made her way to the doorway. "Can you grab two sets of DTaP, Hib, polio, and PCV vaccines and administer them to Sara and Owen?"

"Sure, doctor. I'll be right back." She waved to us and went on her way.

"Okay, guys. I'm done for now. The twins look great and they're very healthy. I'd like to see them in, oh, about a month, for another checkup."

Mark and I stood up and shook his hand. "Great, Dr. Pascal. We'll see you then!" I said with a smile.

"See you soon, doctor," Mark said.

"Alright, have a good day, you two!" he told us. He walked over to Sara and Owen and smiled. "Bye-bye, Sara! Bye-bye, Owen!" he said in a soft voice, waving as he spoke. He then exited the room as Nurse Katherine walked in with the shots.

We said hello to the nurse and got Sara and Owen ready for their shots. I picked up Sara and Mark held Owen. Katherine prepared the vaccines and started with Owen. She gave him all four shots while he screamed the entire time. He's usually the fussy one; Sara's a lot calmer than he is, except when it comes to shots. As soon as the nurse came towards her with the needles, she screamed bloody murder. She finished the four shots in no time.

"All done!" Nurse Katherine said. She placed all eight needles in the biohazard bin and threw her gloves in the garbage. "I'll see the four of you in a month! Have a great day!" she said.

"You too," Mark and I said in unison. We placed Owen and Sara back in their carriers, made the twins' next appointment, and went on home.

When we got back to the loft, we put Owen and Sara down for a nap—they had fallen asleep during the short car ride home. Mark and I snuggled on the couch and decided to watch a movie. Mark got up and went to the movie rack.

"Umm, all we have are Disney movies. Is that okay, Mar?" he asked

I nodded. "You of all people should know I can't pass up the chance to watch a Disney movie. It's a guilty pleasure of mine," I smiled. He laughed.

"Okay, what'll it be? We can watch Aladdin, The Fox and the Hound, Lady and the Tramp, The Lion King, Alice in…"

"The Lion King! It's my favorite Disney movie!" I told him. "Put it in while I go make us some popcorn."

"Okay, just don't burn it like last time. That was horrible," he joked while making a disgusted face.

"Ha ha. Very funny," I said sarcastically as I put the popcorn bag in the microwave. I heard Mark snickering in the background.

We soon found ourselves on the couch watching the movie. Mark's back was leaning on the arm rest, one of his legs hanging off of the couch. I sat in between Mark's legs and was lying against his chest. His arms were wrapped around me, resting on my stomach.

We both had fallen asleep during the middle of the movie and were sleeping soundly next to each other. Owen and Sara had woken up from their naps and were both crying softly. I heard them on the baby monitors; Mark hadn't woken up yet. I got up off of the couch, stretched a bit, and went to tend to my two beautiful children.

A week has gone by since we took Owen and Sara to Dr. Pascal. Now it's my turn to go to the doctor, and let me tell you, I'm terrified. Mark is at work but he's getting off early to take me. I decided to call around to see if anyone could watch Sara and Owen while we were at the doctor's.

I called Justin and Kris first. I dialed their number and Kris answered. "Hello?"

"Hey, Kris. It's Mary."

"Oh, hey sweetie. What can I do for you?"

"I need a favor. Can you watch Sara and Owen later today? I have an appointment with Dr. Latham and Mark's taking me."

"Oh, sorry, Mar. Justin's at work and I'm on call today. You know I would watch them, but there's like a 99.9 percent chance I'll get called in. It's New York-there's bound to be a homicide somewhere."

I laughed. "True. Well, thanks anyway. I'll just call Maureen and Joanne."

"Maureen? You sure she can handle the twins?"

I sighed. "I guess she'll have to. But Joanne will be there, right? So there's nothing to worry about. She's good with kids."

"Um, I just talked to Jo last night, actually. She's in court all day-something about an abusive father and his daughter-oh, I don't know. But I do know that Maureen's the only one home."

I gulped. "Great. Well, I'd better call her, then."

She laughed. "Good luck with that. I'll talk to you la-"

"Oh! One more thing before I forget."

"Yeah?"

"I probably should do this face to face, but knowing me, I'd forget. Mark and I were wondering if you and Justin would like to be Sara and Owen's godparents."

Even though I couldn't see her, I knew her eyes were tearing up and she was smiling. "Oh, Mary! Of course we would. We'd be honored. Justin's gonna be so excited when I tell him."

I smiled, too. "Great, Kris. Thank you so much, really. We'll discuss the details later, but I really need to go call Maureen now. Wish me luck!"

"Good luck! Talk to you soon, Mar. Bye."

"Bye, Kris." I hung up the phone. I sighed before picking it back up again. I had to call Maureen and ask her to watch Sara and Owen. It wouldn't be that bad, right? Maureen's an adult; she can handle taking care of the twins.

I forced myself to believe that Maureen could handle this before I called her. I dialed her number and waited for her to answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Maureen."

"Oh, hey Mary. What's up?"

"Would you be able to watch the twins for Mark and I? It'll only be for about an hour and-"

"YES! I'D LOVE TO! Oh, we're gonna have so much fun! I'll take them to the park and the zoo and a museum and the performance space and out to lunch and to-"

"Maureen." She kept rambling on and on. "Maureen," I said a little more stern. She still kept going. "MAUREEN!"

"What?"

"They're only a few months old. Save all that for another day. Or year." I muttered that last part under my breath.

She sounded hurt. "Oh, okay. But we'll still have fun. What time should I come over?"

"Um, can you come over now? I have a few things I want to show you before I leave."

"Yeah. Give me ten minutes and I'll be there."

"Okay. Thanks, Mo. See you in ten."

"Okay. Bye."

I hung up the receiver. What the hell did I just get myself into?

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