Sheamus looked at the picture for long. He seemed lost in thought of the memory of it, so much that he didn't spot the pair of eyes looking at him. Kevin stood there with a question on his face.

"Where are the other kids?" he simply asked.

"What kids?" Sheamus said in a gruff. Then he remembered that the two boys had been living in foster care all these years, so he guessed they were used to more children around. They wouldn't have a problem with Cheryl and Brendan. But he didn't care about that. They had to go.

"There aint gonna be other kids in this house. Not today anyways. Where's the other one?"

Kevin pointed towards the sofa. Sheamus walked towards it to find Steven sleeping. He looked at the two. How was he responsible for them? They looked nothing like him. He looked back at Kevin and said, "I'm going out for some food. You stay put."

Kevin nodded before asking, "Who are ya?"

"I'm not yer dad." And with that Sheamus left.

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Back at Nanna Flo's Grace took her time to explain to her kids why they weren't going to see their dad. She started with "he's a selfish man," to "he lied to us," to "he's not gonna get to see yez if he doesn't face his problems," to "how do you feel about little twin brothers?"

"We're gonna have baby brothers?" Cheryl squealed in excitement.

"Not baby brothers. Ummm.." Grace didn't know how to put it.

"Then?" Cheryl gave a confused look.

"Then nothing. You kids just forget about everything I said. We'll be living at Nanna Flo's for a bit. We won't be seeing your father. And we may have some new members in our family. Now finish your supper and get ready for bed. You've got school tomorrow." With that Grace left her perplexed children on the dining table with their nan.

"You're right Bren, something is definitely wrong with Ma," Cheryl said.

"Now there's nothing wrong with your Ma kids. Anyone would go crazy living with your Da," Nanna picked up her plate and went in the kitchen.

"Whats wrong Bren? You haven't said a word," Cheryl asked in concern.

Brendan just seemed to stare into space. He now had no idea why their parents were fighting. As far as he thought, she had found out about him doing that to those boys. But now this was about something completely different. What was that about twin brothers? Were they gonna have more kids in the house. If they weren't 'baby brothers' then were they gonna adopt some kids? What was wrong with their mother? Having Cheryl and himself kept her busy enough, why did she need more?

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Sheamus returned home with some sandwiches only to find the two munchkins sleeping on the couch. He left them there; he didn't really have an appetite so he went straight to bed.

Sometime in the middle of the night Steven nudged Kevin up, he needed to go to the loo. They both stood up and moved around the house. They tried a few doors: kitchen closet, a door they couldn't open and a bedroom. It was dark and the lights were too high to reach. Steven held on to Kevin's arm as the walked towards another door in the bedroom. Little did they know that it was actually a closet, Brendan's closet. When they managed to open the door, a skeleton mask fell. The twins screamed and ran out. They tried opening the main door to run out but it was locked. Steven peed himself and began crying. Sheamus ran down stairs from his room to find Kevin desperately trying to open the door and Steven wailing away.

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Grace entered the kids room and sat herself on the bed Brendan was sleeping in. She gently stroked his hair. Her thoughts ran back to the little blonde angels back home. I took a few numbers of some adoption agencies… she remembered her husbands words. She couldn't believe him. He was gonna give up his responsibility so easily.

Just as she got into her bed, her phone rang. It was Sheamus. She thought of ignoring it but then realized the time. It was nearly two so he wouldn't call unless it was an emergency. She received the call to Sheamus shouting over the phone to be heard, there was someone screaming in the background. Without a single thought process, she got up, grabbed her jacket and headed out to her car.

Upon reaching the house, Grace found one of the boys crying and the other trying to console him. Any advance made by Sheamus towards them was met with a scream and increased crying. Grace moved towards them, they didn't seem to mind her.

"Hey, hey. There now, its okay. Hey Ste, Ste love, don't cry. What happened? Tell me," Grace tried to calm Steven.

"He uh he.. there was a monstar in der," Kevin pointed towards Brendan's room, "and he uh he wanend to go pee pee and…and he done it here,"

Stevens cries muffled and his hiccups started. Grace took his hands and went through the door they couldn't open: the bathroom. She emerged seconds later from there to get some clothes from Brendan's room. A few moments later she had Steven all cleaned up and quiet, holding her hand like a lifeline.

"There, I've solved yer little problem. What would you have me do now?"

"You could stay,"

"I don't wanna leave the kids there alone,"

"They're old enough. Stay, please."

"Fine, as long as you promise to do differently about these two,"

"We'll talk in the morning,"

"No! We'll talk now!"

"You can leave then. I don't want anything to do with these kids and that's it. They are not wanted!"

Sheamus received a slap for that last comment. Grace took Kevin's hand and grabbed his little backpack and headed for her car. Sheamus certainly didn't deserve any children. Not hers and not these two little boys. She would take care of them herself if she had to.

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Next morning began slow. Everyone forgot about school for the day and slept in. Grace got up at her alarm, but didn't dare move, seeing the little cuties lie next to her. They had a rough day yesterday so didn't need today to start this early. She too could use a little extra sleep.

Nanna Flo got up around eleven. She checked up on Brendan and Cheryl, shook them up and got them to get out of bed. She prepared breakfast for them and after that asked them to go check up on their mother.

The two Brady children were in for a shock when they entered their mother's room. Their mum was sleeping with two little boys huddled up beside her. How do you feel about little twin brothers? Those words echoed in their ears. Cheryl went in for a closer look. She nudged her mum, waking her up.

Cheryl's mouth opened to say something but her mother shushed her. She carefully withdrew herself from the cozy cuddles of the two munchkins and took her daughters hand and left the room. She sat down with her kids on the stairs and tried to explain.

"Kids, I know it's sudden but you'll have to get used to these two living with us now. They are your little brothers."

"Are they real twins?"

Grace laughed, "Well of course. They look a lot alike, don't they? But I think we are gonna have no problems with telling them apart." Grace thought about how different the two were last night.

"Why is one of them wearing my T-shirt?"

"Oh c'mon Brendan! It doesn't fit you anymore anyways. I don't even know why you still have that."

"It's my favorite shirt!"

Brendan didn't like it. There were tiny blonde things in his mother's bed and one of them was wearing his favorite shirt and they were going to stay in his house. This was not good.

"Does daddy not like them?" Cheryl suddenly asked.

"Why would you say that babe?" Grace wondered how she had guessed.

"Because you both are fighting now and we are living at nan's and they are living with us instead of him."

"Now just cause they are here doesn't mean yer Da's not going to. He's gonna accept them. He has to."

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The remainder of the day went pretty much uneventful. Grace tried to introduce the twins to her kids but neither pair seemed very friendly. She ignored them. She asked Brendan and Cheryl to call up their friends and catch up with their school work. Nanna Flo took the boys out for some fruit shopping and Grace waited for a call from Sheamus. It didn't come. Not until the weekend.

On Saturday morning, Sheamus finally called. The kids were all still sleeping so Grace went to go talk to him herself. After a long discussion, few arguments and ultimatums, Sheamus finally agreed to keep them. Grace was relieved. Still stating that this didn't change things between herself and Sheamus. They still needed to sort things out. But for now, for the children, they were gonna settle back.

This is a chronological fic, so we are going to be skipping through years for a bit. I initially didn't think about writing about their childhood but the 'meeting' was sort of important. Also I didn't know how to start. Before I go on, here are a few things to keep in mind:

*Brendan is 11 years old right now and Cheryl is 9. The twins are 5.

*Brendan and Cheryl are not half siblings

*The next chapter will be written 8 years from now where Brendan will be 19, Cheryl 17 and Kevin and Steven 13

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