Flint paced the waiting area at the airport. His mother's plane was over an hour late and had just landed. He was getting antsier and antsier the later she was. Jaye sat in one of the uncomfortable chairs watching him.

"Dash will you stop pacing? You're making me nervous." Jaye readjusted herself once again in the chair. She was uncomfortable to begin with but these chairs intensified that feeling.

Flint went over and sat down in the chair next to the woman carrying his unborn offspring. "Sorry." He said softly and absentmindedly put his right hand on Jaye's protruding stomach. He smiled when he felt several kicks.

Jaye put her hand on top of his and smiled. "They are very active today." She was about to say something else when she heard someone call Flint's name.

"Dashiel Robert Faireborn, is this anyway to greet your momma, boy?"

Jaye turned in the direction of the voice and saw a short woman of only about 5' 2" with dark brown, graying hair pinned up in a bun on the back of her head.

Flint immediately stood up. "Sorry momma, didn't your plane was unloading yet." He walked quickly over to the older woman and hugged her. She only went up to his chest.

"It's good to see you son." The woman hugged the bigger man tightly then pulled back looking up at him. "Let me see you Dashie." She looked him up and down. "You look well."

Jaye had slowly stood up. Her back was sore from the chair so it was harder than normal to get up. She stood right in front of the chair and smiled nervously afraid that the woman would not like her. Her own experiences with her parents were not happy ones. She was an only child whose parents had said on more than one occasion they had had her just to keep the family names going and were not happy that she was not a boy.

The woman looked around the side of Flint and right at Lady Jaye. Flint's mother smiled brightly at her. "Well lookie here." She walked over to Jaye who towered over the older woman by almost 6 inches. "Dashiel she's beautiful." She put her hands on each of Jaye's arms and looked her up and down and stopped at Jaye's pregnant belly and looked up at Jaye. "I thought you said you were only 6 months? You don't look it. Ya look about 8 months ta me."

Flint walked over to the two women and put his hand on his mother's shoulder. "She is only 6 months momma. She's having twins."

Flint's mother squealed in delight. "Twins?" She hugged Jaye tightly. "My word. That is wonderful." She broke the hug and smiled at Jaye with adoration. But then her face turned serious and she quickly turned to her youngest child and gave him an angry stare. "You shoulda told me young man. How dare you hide this from me!" She started wagging her finger at Flint like she was chiding a small child.

"Momma please not here." Flint said softly.

"Dontcha talk to me like that young man. You got her pregnant and hid it from me." She started crying, covering her eyes.

"Momma don't cry, please." Flint said feeling extremely guilty.

Jaye smirked and chuckled at Flint's expense but when Flint gave her a pleading look she sighed and walked over to the two of them. She put her hand on the older woman's back. "My name is Alison, Mrs. Faireborn. Alison Reanne Hart-Burnett."

Flint's mother turned and looked at Jaye and smiled. "You may call me Martha, or Mom if you really want to."

Jaye smiled at Flint and his mother. "Alright Mom. How about we go to lunch? My treat."

"Oh that would be wonderful." Martha said and the three of them walked away to her telling them the horror stories about the plane food.