Tommy sat down on the edge of the bed, a tray of food in his hands, "If I am to believe Jaslee, this might help you feel better."

Kim smiled, excepting the tray, "So she told you about the twins has she?"

"Yes, apparently they are arriving around the time of the school's trip to the Zoo?"

Kim nodded her head, "She told me that they would come after Grandma Harmon left, and she said that before I learned that Mrs. Harmon was even in California."

"But how?" Tommy muttered.

"Zordon always says that anything is possible with the morphing grid."

"So what do we tell the others?"

"What Jaslee told us, and anyone who doesn't know about our identities," Kim looked at Tommy before snorting, "At least no one who we've haven't told our identity too should just be left in the dark. We can tell them that we decided to adopt or something?"

...

Kim sighed as she finally pulled herself out of bed, the nausea and fatigue she had felt earlier had pretty much faded, but the unease she was feeling still remained. This was supposed to be her happily ever after, this was her fairy tale ending. It didn't seem like it. She was experiencing major mood swings that left her confused, she was also feeling sick all the time, and Tommy, Tommy was so overbearing at times.

She slowly padded down the stairs to see that Tommy hadn't left for the park yet, and was, in fact, trying to get Inya to put her shoes on.

"Inya we can't go to the park until you get your shoes on," Tommy explained holding up a small pair of pink tennis shoes.

"No!" Inya cried, "I no like!"

"Inya," Jaslee cried out, "You've got to put on the shoes, or we can't go to the park."

"Is everything okay in here," Kim asked, entering the living room, "Inya usually doesn't have a problem with putting her shoes on, especially when we're going to the park."

"I've tried everything," Tommy insisted, handing the shoes to Kim, "She refuses to put them on."

Kim looked at the shoes for about five seconds before grabbing Inya as she tried to run past, grabbed her ankle and held up the shoe to her foot, "That's the problem," she announced, showing the others how the toes hung over a little bit when the heel was lined up, "These shoes are too little and pinch her feet."

"But we only bought them two months ago!" Tommy exclaimed, "How can she outgrow them already!"

Kim laughed, "She's a baby, she's growing fast."

"But what are we going to do," Jaslee whined, "We can't go to the park if Inya doesn't have shoes."

"We're just going to have to make a pitstop at Walmart and get her some new shoes," Kim stated, picking Inya up, "If we leave now we can still make it to the park on time."

Tommy was a horrible father, why hadn't he thought to check to see if the shoes were too small. He should have known when Inya pulled away from him and pulled the shoes off that something was wrong. What kind of father wouldn't notice that his daughter's shoes were hurting her feet?

"Tommy it's fine," Kim insisted, "With little kids, it seems like they grow out of clothes overnight."

Tommy shook his head, he should have known that he worked with kids every day, he used to babysit while he was in high school, mostly with Kat but he should have known that kids grow fast. What kind of parent doesn't know that? Maybe he was just a stepfather, maybe he wasn't the best father in the world like he used to think?

Kim was going to leave him for sure now, not only was he not able to protect them from Luke now he couldn't even provide Inya with proper fitting shoes. Why hadn't he noticed that the shoes were too small on her earlier?

"Tommy," Kim called out, pulling him out of his thoughts, "Stop looking at me like I'm about to attack you," she ordered with a smirk on her face, "I already said these kinds of stuff happens all the time."

...

Mrs. Harmon frowned, glancing at her watch once more, had they stood her up? Not that she could blame them, she was after all a stranger who's son made their lives miserable for a decade.

"Don't worry Mrs. H, they're probably running on Tommy Time, they can be anywhere from five minutes to half an hour late," an African American man stated, "Tommy's never been on time in his life."

She looked at the man, he was about the age her Luke was, and he obviously knew who she was, but she had no idea who he was, "Um..." she said slowly, "I think you have me at a disadvantage."

The man stuck his hand out, "The name's Zack, Zack Taylor, I'm friends with the love birds."

"You know Kim and Tommy?" Mrs. Harmon asked confused.

"Sure I do, trust me, I can tell you some stories, like the time we all slept over at Jason's house and Kim..."

"You can stop right there Zackary Taylor," a new voice snapped out as Kim appeared with Inya on her hip, "Or else you'll be scrubbing..." she glanced at her ex-mother-in-law, "You-Know-Whats."

"Are there any left?" Zack asked.

"Not that I know of," Tommy confessed before remembering something, "actually no, I do know of a set that remains, up in the mountains. They haven't been cleaned in over a decade, so I suggest you stop before you get Kim angry."

"Look," Zack insisted, looking at Kim with a pleading in his eyes, "I wasn't going to say anything too embarrassing, not that I have to worry, scrubbing you know whats, huh, it would take you too long to track some down for me."

"Well," Kim said, a gleam in her eyes, "With the wedding next week, I need to go shopping, you could always carry my bags."