Life as they knew it was over.

Their world now revolved around two tiny little people.

Two perfect little humans, their perfect little humans.

Just three months old and they held all the cards, they ruled the roost. They wouldn't change it for the world though, every sleepless night, every shitty diaper it was worth it.

Parenthood was an unbelievable feeling, knowing that these tiny beings relied on them for everything was a bit terrifying but it was also the greatest feeling in the world.

Hearing them coo softly was the best sound in the world, watching as their little mouths formed into tiny smiles warmed their hearts unlike anything else in the world.

They adored their babies, neither one could remember their life before the twins, and they had no desire to either.

This was their life now.

It was hard to believe their babies were now three months old, Kim had taken an open ended leave and returning to work wasn't even on her radar at the moment. She was fortunate enough to have a six week maternity leave and she'd been wise when it came to her PTO and allowed it to accumulate giving her plenty of paid time off.

Child care for one infant was definitely doable, child care for two infants? Well, that was a bit trickier. When they first discovered they were pregnant they discussed their options and found a few child care centers they liked but the discovery of 'Baby B' had thrown a wrench in their plans.

They would need to have that conversation again, but for now it was all about diapers, formula, and naps.

Adam picked up all the overtime he could get his hands on and he hated being away from his babies and Kim, he would gladly do it if it meant Kim was able to stay home with the twins.

Their home had become overrun by baby supplies, they had two swings, two seats, two of everything. There seemed to be a never ending pile of laundry, and it was no longer because of Adam. It seemed one of the babies would have a blow out from their diaper at least once a day, and they had burp cloths for days.

It was all worth it.

Some days Kim felt like she was covered in spit up, formula, or shit. It was the same thing every day. They fed the babies, changed the babies, put the babies in bed. Kim would finally have a moment to herself, if she was really luck she'd be able to throw in a nap before it started all over again.

It was rough some days, especially those days when Adam was gone for hours on end, those days sucked. Adam hated those days, he hated when he got home after the babies fell asleep, he'd watch them sleep for a few moments before crawling into bed with Kim. They were both so sleep deprived that it often left them with little energy to do anything other than sleep when the opportunity presented itself.

They had been given a glimpse of a world no one wanted to be in, they had been the lucky ones.

The twins struggled a bit when they were born. They both required a feeding tube and supplemental oxygen, they spent just shy of two weeks in the NICU. They had to remain in the hospital until their actual due date, and it sucked. They quickly discovered how fortunate they were, their babies were okay. Not everyone was as lucky as they were, in fact the Ruzek twins were the exception to the rule.

Kim still became teary eyed when she thought about those early days, she saw the tiniest babies, tinier than she had ever imagined. She saw babies with serious heart abnormalities, babies who were born addicted to opiates.

It was rough.

It was also a bit of a wake up call for her, she was devastated when she had to leave the hospital without her babies for the first time. It crushed her, it left her gasping for air. She felt as if she was leaving her heart behind, she hated it and she threw herself a pity party.

Seeing those babies fight to live, seeing their little chests struggle to pull in a breath was confronting. It also showed her just how lucky they had been. Their babies were in good health, they just needed some support.

When she first learned she was carrying twins she feared that she wouldn't have enough love for them both. That was a load of bullshit, she had an abundance of love for her sweet babies.

The second they were placed in her arms she knew it.

Her delivery had been surprisingly quick and the babies weren't pleased with their new surroundings, they both made sure everyone knew they had arrived.

They were tiny but mighty.

'Baby A' was four pounds seven ounces and had a head full of hair.

'Baby B' was three pounds three ounces and bald as could be.

'Baby A' was their prince, and 'Baby B' their princess.

Parker James and Alexa Grace.

Parker had morphed into PJ, a nickname Adam had given him from day one. Adam was smitten with his son, and he loved his babies with all he had but there was something special about a daddy and his little girl.

Alexa adored Adam and she made it known that if Adam was around she needed to be in his arms and she wasn't going to leave his arms for anyone or anything. It was adorable to watch, her arms and legs would flail around at the sound of his voice and she'd coo and gurgle as he talked. She was adorable to watch when Kim would FaceTime Adam so he could see the twins for a few minutes.

Alexa enjoyed being the center of attention, where PJ was quite content to watch the world as it went on around him, he took it all in. He wasn't overly concerned with being held or not, though he did enjoy a good snuggle he just wasn't like Alexa, once you picked her up you were screwed.

They were night and day, but they were absolute perfection.

They didn't come without drama though, life was never drama free. Alexa had some episodes of apnea when she first came home. It was worrisome enough that she was hooked up to a monitor that would set off an alarm if her breathing slowed past a certain point.

It had gone off a few times and it was the absolute worst way to be woken up, thankfully she had since grown out of it. Kim still worried about her, and often got up in the middle of the night to check on them both.

Deacon had been a surprising source of drama as well, once the twins were born he began to act out. He had an attitude and a smart ass mouth and it was ugly for a bit. Adam took him out to breakfast one morning, and Deacon finally spoke up. He was jealous of PJ and feared that Adam didn't need him anymore, since he had his own son.

Adam quickly set his nephew straight, he needed Deacon and PJ both. That while Deacon wasn't his son, he loved him as if he was and that would never change. He reminded him that PJ wasn't much of a gamer yet, nor could he go to Cubs games and that he was pretty boring. It brightened Deacon's mood and put him at ease, and Deacon turned it around.

The soft cries of PJ woke her, she felt as if she had only just drifted off to sleep, it had been a rough night for her little boy, he seemed uncomfortable and just couldn't settle.

She was amazed at how she could hear just a muffled cry and instantly knew which child it was, she had also learned what their cries meant. Alexa was her fiery child and had quite the temper. She was quick to lose it as well, she could go from happy and content to furious and screaming in the blink of an eye. PJ took awhile to get worked up and he normally would slip his thumb in his mouth and self soothe.

Kim pulled her hair up in a very messy bun before lifting him from his bassinet. "What's going on little man?" She stroked his cheek with the back of her index finger, she held him close and swayed from side to side hoping to lull him back to sleep. He had lost a fair bit of his hair and what remained had thinned out significantly, it was no longer jet black it was now a dirty blonde like Adam's hair.

She nuzzled her nose against his cheek, "You're sleepy buddy. I wish you'd sleep for more than a few minutes." His skin was warm to the touch and his brow slick with sweat. "Baby..you're warm. I think we should call the doctor, huh?" She often found herself carrying on one sided conversation with her babies, it helped to break up the monotony and silence in the house when Adam was at work.

Deacon ran after Braden, "Hey man!" He exchanged a quick fist bump with his buddy, "We're still hanging out tonight, right? I told my uncle I couldn't go to his house cause we were hanging out."

Braden slung his backpack over his shoulder, "Of course. I'm stoked. I love Star Wars I can't wait to see the new one."

"Me too. It looks so good."

The bell rang and the boys stood in place, bringing the hall monitor out of her chair, "That's the bell boys, it means it's time to head to class. Go on now, get moving."

Braden rolled his eyes, "Later man."

Adam had his feet propped up on his desk, he tilted his head back and closed his eyes for just a few minutes. He was shot, they'd been running all over the city for hours, he was now running on fumes. He had been up and down a good bit of the night with PJ, he and Kim had taken turns getting up with him.

Kevin nudged his chair, "Ruzek.."

Adam's head snapped up, "What?" He ran his palms over his face, "what's up?"

"Your phone. Someone is blowing it up." Kevin pointed to it, "you look like shit man."

"Feel it too" He replied, "It was Kim. I need to call her." Adam excused himself and headed for the break room and another can of energy drink.

Kevin leaned against the door, "All good?"

Adam shrugged, "Don't know." He slid his phone in his back pocket, "PJ isn't feeling well, Kim's taking him to the doctor. He's off, been grumpy as hell and won't sleep for more than a few minutes at a time."

"Shit..that sucks. You going with her?"

"I can't get out of here. She's going to stop in after the appointment. She's taking my girl to Nicole's." Adam explained, "Hopefully it's nothing too bad."

Deacon and Braden took off for the movie theater's entrance, they'd been talking non stop since they got home from school, "Slow down boys!" Mia called out as she and Kate followed behind them.

Mia and Kate had become fast friends and they often met up for dinner and a movie and each hosted numerous sleep overs. The boys had grown inseparable and Mia loved that Deacon had a best friend like Braden.

"I've got no idea where their energy comes from" Kate laughed, "Braden never slows down, he is exhausting."

"Deacon too." Mia laughed, "If only I could bottle that energy up an sell it..I'd be a billionaire."

Adam looked up from his desk when he heard Platt's voice as she made her way upstairs, "Hey.."

Platt held PJ in her arms, "He's so handsome are we sure he's actually yours?" She teased, stepping aside as Kim made her way up.

"Yes." Adam rolled his eyes. He usually gave as good as he got but he wasn't feeling it today. He was worried about his son, "He looks exactly like me." He grabbed Kim's hand, "What did the doctor say?"

Kim rubbed PJ's back, "He's got an ear infection, they've called in a prescription for antibiotics and gave him some pain medicine. He's feeling better, once the antibiotics kick in he will be good as new in no time."

"Thank goodness" Adam took him from Platt, "Hey man." He kissed his forehead, "Daddy is sorry you're not feeling good."

"This sucks" Kim leaned against Adam, "I don't like this part of being a parent. I hate not being able to help him."

"Me too" Adam draped his arm around her, "Should we be worried about the princess?"

"Doctor said ear infections aren't contagious but told me to just watch her and if she starts to show signs to just call the office and he will call in a script for her too." Kim took PJ from Adam, "I need to get to the pharmacy and pick up Alexa before it gets dark" she kissed Adam's cheek, "Will you be done soon?"

Adam ran his hand over PJ's head, "I hope so."

"Be safe." Kim told him.

"I will walk you out." Adam guided her towards the stairs.

Olinsky stopped him, "We gotta roll out. Let's go."

Platt shooed him away, "I got this Ruzek. You need to get to work."

Adam sighed, "Call me when you get home. I love you."

There a moments in a person's life that will haunt you forever. Should I have left a few minutes earlier or later?

Made a right instead of a left?

Decisions that seem insignificant when you make them, yet when the dust settles you can pinpoint exactly where you went wrong.

The sound of crunching metal was deafening, the explosion of glass reverberated throughout the car. The crackling of fire as it ignited, the scent of rubber burning hung in the air, blood splattered everywhere leaving no surface untouched.

The sound of chaos upon impact had shifted to an eerie silence, a terrifying silence.

One chapter left, as always thanks for reading!