I had just pulled into the driveway of my home.
"Daddy!" Boston yelled running to meet me. I scooped him into my arms and showered him with kisses.
"Hey Boo I missed you, have you been a good?"
"Uh huh" he replied.
"Looks like a storm is coming" I said carrying him into the house.
The soft sound of a radio was playing somewhere in the background. The smell of fresh baked cookies invaded my senses. It was good to be home.
"Ashley" I yelled.
"In the nursery" was her reply.
Walking up the up the stairs to the second floor I walked to the open door way.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Getting Logan and Sophia's clothes ready for when we need them" she replied.
I walked over to her hand wrapped my arms around her protruding stomach. I kissed her neck.
"I missed you baby" I said.
She turned to face me and stood on her tip toes to kiss my nose.
"I missed you too" she said.
I placed a hand on her stomach. I grinned as I felt motion.
"How are our lovely twins today?" I asked.
"Fighting with each other you know the usual" she said with a shrug.
I sighed in contentment I knew that I had made the right decision by supporting Ashley through her first pregnancy. We were married now and expecting twins. Boston ran into the room.
"Daddy I have to show you somethin" he said.
"Ok what?" I asked.
"He opened his hand to reveal a baby tooth in his palm.
"He's been waiting 3 days to show you that thing" Ashley said.
"I'm a big boy now Daddy" Boston said.
"You sure are Boo" I said.
That night Ashley was telling Boston a story about Dani California. She claims that she didn't steal the name from the Red Hot Chille Peppers song but we all knew the truth. I was starting a nice warm fire. It was pouring outside.
"You know if it continues to rain like this all of tonight and tomorrow it'll be raining on Sunday" she said.
I rolled my eyes. She loved the song Raining on Sunday by Keith Urban, while she was pregnant with Boston and I was home on Sundays we would stay in bed all afternoon but now with an over-active 4 year old running around it was nearly impossible to be done.
"What did you have in mind?" I asked.
"I was planning on making love with my husband down by the fire" she replied.
"Is that even possible you are 9 months pregnant" I said.
"The doctor said we could be intimate up until I go into labor" she replied.
"Well in that case" I said gently pulling her down to the floor with me "we'll have to see about this"
"One more push Ashley and we'll have a baby" the doctor said.
The next thing to be heard was a faint cry.
"It's a girl" the doctor said.
"Sophia Catherine Rose" I said proudly.
"Ready for the next one?" the doctor asked Ashley.
5 minutes later Logan Matthew James Cena was born.
"Ashley I can't find my lucky wrist bands or my hat" I yelled from our room.
"I already packed them for you" she said walking into the room with 6 month old Logan asleep on her shoulder.
"Thanks babe" I kissed her and the baby before grabbing my stuff and putting it into my car.
"I'll see you in a few days" I said kissing her goodbye. I kissed Boston and the twins. I pulled away watching them wave in the rear view mirror.
Pulling onto my street all I could see was flashing light and they were in front of my house.
"Oh my God" I jumped out of my car.
I began trying to walk to the front door.
"Sir you can't go in there" a police officer grabbed my arm so I couldn't continue.
"This is my house" I yelled.
Another grim looking officer walked over to me.
"Mr. Cena?" he asked.
"Yeah that's me, what's going on and why can't I go into my house?" I asked.
"Your home was broken into" he said "your wife was the only one home, the invader must have thought no one was home and when he saw your wife he got spooked and let out a shot"
"So where is my wife?" I asked "I want to see her, did you take her in for questioning?"
"I'm so sorry" was what his reply was.
"No" I said not believing him "my wife is fine she's inside sleeping"
I felt my legs go weak as everything set in, I felt someone's arms trying to steady me. I looked at my father, he had tears in his eyes. There was no denying it. I cried for what seemed like forever.
He drove me to my mother's house. The first thing she did was hug me then she took me to see the kids. Boston was awake when he saw me he ran to hug my legs. I picked him up and rocked him back and forth.
"Daddy's got you" I stood there stroking Boston's hair.
He was shaking pretty badly but then again so was I.
"Daddy" I was awoken hearing Boston's frantic cries.
"It's ok Boo daddy's here" I sat down on his bed and he threw his arms around me.
"I had a bad dream" he said.
"It's ok I'm here" I said "I had a bad dream too"
"Stay here" Boston said.
"Ok"
We both laid down, Boston snuggled close to me and rested his head on my chest. His hand holding onto part of my shirt for dear life.
It had only been a dream. It was all a dream and now I know that no matter what I chose I'd loose her either way it was only a matter of when.
