Sharpay let out a small breath, sitting back in her desk's chair. She was tired and not in the best mood. Tyler and Mikayla were almost three months old now and they still didn't sleep through the night. She didn't expect them to sleep through the night every night, but some nights would be nice. She was still getting used to having them around. She still couldn't believe they didn't catch on that she was further along than expected faster. If she'd known, she probably would have been more used to it. She didn't know how, but she was sure she would have been.

"Knock knock."

Sharpay looked over to the doorway and smiled. "Hi, Jack."

"Hi. How are the babies?"

"They're great."

"Sleeping all the way through yet?"

"Hell no. Sleep is their kryptonite," Sharpay said, running her hand through her hair. "When does it get easier?"

"It doesn't."

"Thanks, that's amazing advice."

Jack chuckled and he walked over to Sharpay, kissing her head lightly. "We're making lasagna tonight. You wanna come over?"

"I would, if I knew the twins would behave and not cling to me the whole time. They still cry a lot."

"Well, we don't mind that. We miss having a baby in the house. Two is twice the fun. Come on over, it'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Alright…"

"You okay?"

Sharpay nodded. "Yeah, I'm just… Tired. Zander started throwing up last night and the twins don't ever sleep, so I was going back and forth between kids and it doesn't help that Chad sleeps like a damn log. I put Tyler in bed with him last night so I could feed Mikayla and keep an eye on Zander, and he cried the whole time but Chad never heard a thing."

"He keeps sleeping over like that, people are gonna thing you have a thing going on."

"Well, we do. He's my best friend slash nanny. He's been staying over almost every night since I had the babies. Gabriella comes over on the weekends so she can see Zander, though."

"She sees him every school day."

Sharpay nodded. "Yeah, but still. She likes to put him to bed. She misses him."

"She should have thought about that before she pretended she was dead."

"Jack…"

"What? It's true. She can never get that relationship back."

"And, she won't. But, she is alive, and she's proving that she's okay to watch him, and I'm not going to keep him from her. He's still her son, Jack. I'm not going to make her stay away from him. It's not right and it's not fair."

"I just don't get it. How can you go from hating her, to letting her still be a mother to your son?"

"I got to know her. I still hate what she did. I still hate her for that, but I can not hate her for being a good person to Zander. She's great with him. When I can't calm him down, she can. She knows the tricks."

"You never had problems with him before."

"I'm not having problems with him. I can handle him, there's just times where he's just so livid all I can do is keep him in his crib and let him cry it out, and that makes me feel like a terrible mother," she said as her voice cracked.

"Shar, you are the most amazing mother in this world," Jack said, running his hand over her back. "Don't ever think that you're a bad mother just because you can't calm him down. You're a better mother to him than Gabriella ever was, and that's clear as day."

Sharpay sniffled and she stayed silent for a few seconds. "…I'm scared that she's going to fight me to get custody back."

"She'll never win."

"How do you know?"

"She gave up her parental rights when she left him with you. She'll never get him back, no matter how hard she tries. You have tons of people that are going to back you up if she ever does try."

"She's his birth mother, though."

"It doesn't matter. She'll never get custody of him again. I can promise you that."

"But, what if-"

"It's never going to happen. Don't worry about it so much, Sharpay. You're a good kid. You're a great mother. He's in a good environment, there's no court in the world that would take him from you and give him back to her. I promise."

"How do you know that for sure?"

"Because I just do. I'm a Bolton. Boltons know everything."

Sharpay walked into her bedroom and she let out a small breath, walking into her bathroom. It was almost midnight and she just got the twins down for bed. It took forever, but she finally did it. Dinner with Jack and Lisa went smoother than she thought, but Tyler screamed his head off for a good twenty minutes. Peyton was supposed to have been home today, but she figured that his flight was delayed, because he still wasn't home. She was trying not to worry too much about it, because she knew if something were wrong, she would have been called by somebody.

She turned the shower on and got undressed before looking at herself in the mirror. For just giving birth not even three months ago, she looked pretty damn good. To twins, no less. She was as thin as she was before she got pregnant, but her abs were no longer in place. Instead, her stomach was smooth and cute, but she liked having the small hint of abs that she had before. She wasn't worried about it, though.

She took her hair out of her ponytail and she ran her hands through it to untangle it a bit, even though she was just going to wash it. "I really need to go back to my roots… And curls," she said to herself, stepping into the shower.

Naturally, she was a brunette. She had really, really curly hair that she adored, but she hadn't had her natural style since she was fourteen. That was almost ten years ago.

Letting the water run over her, she washed her hair real quick before getting the rest of her body washed, and she stayed under the water. She couldn't shake the feeling that someone else was in the bathroom with her, but she knew it was impossible because all the doors and windows were locked and Chad and Gabriella were both at home. It was just her, Tyler, Mikayla and Zander tonight.

When she heard a noise, she became a bit uneasy, but let it go. Something probably fell.

When she felt hands on her waist, she screamed louder than she'd ever screamed before, but a hand covered her mouth and she was turned around to face her intruder.

Sharpay's screaming stopped, but she let her fist jet out and punch the man in front of her in the chest. "Peyton, don't you ever fucking do that again!" she shouted. "You scared the hell out of me!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said, pulling her into an embrace. "I didn't mean to scare you. I was supposed to surprise you."

"Why didn't you just say something?" she asked, wrapping her arms around his naked body.

"I thought you'd know it was me. You knew I was coming home today."

"Yeah, but I thought by 'today' you meant earlier in the day, not at midnight scaring the living hell out of me in the shower."

"I'm sorry."

"You should be, you jackass."

"I am."

"Good."

"How are the kids?" he asked, kissing her lips lightly.

"They're fine… The twins don't really sleep through the night, so I'll be up and down with them."

"They're getting so big… I almost didn't recognize them when I went in to check on them. And, what happened to Zander's head?"

"He ran into a wall. Getting to be more and more like me every day."

"A wall did that?"

"He was running full force. He hit that wall so hard the pictures shook. He was mad at me because I laughed before I asked him if he was okay."

"Oh, that's nice. You're real caring."

"I do my best."

"I bet you do," Peyton said, sliding his hand over her back.

Sharpay smiled and she wrapped her arms around him a little tighter. "I missed you…"

"Yeah? I missed you, too."

"Good. You should have."

Sharpay closed her eyes, feeling Peyton's hands wander around her body, and she bit her lip, feeling him massaging her breast. When his lips brushed over her neck, she ran her fingers through his hair.

Her lips parted and she drew in a breath when she felt his hand drift downward, and once her slid his over that little on button, she pushed herself into him, moaning lightly.

She slid her hand over him, and she felt him instantly harden up. Her left leg was lifted a bit, and she guided him into her, her breath getting heavier as he pushed himself into her to the hilt. She grasped his shoulder as he kissed her neck and started moving, so she could keep her balance.

"Mm…" she moaned. "God, I missed you…"

"Me, too," he said, sucking on her sweet spot lightly.

"It's been an extremely long five months, and I never wanna wait that long again."

"We won't."

Sharpay gasped lightly when Peyton pushed into her a little harder, and she moaned, pushing her hips to his. She was lifted up and rested against the wall, the second she was safely and steadily held, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist and grinded her pelvis into his as they both continued their game.

"Oh god," she whispered as he made a slight circling movement.

Her nails dug into his back a little, and her hair draped over her shoulder. Biting her lip, she moved her hips a little quicker as his pace got faster.

"I'm so close…"

When she felt his thumb circling around that little stimulator, she pushed into him to get the direct contact, but didn't succeed. She let out a frustrated breath and she moved his hand to feel him against her. "Touch me, don't tease," she said.

She let out a moan and the second he placed his thumb on her, she felt herself getting dangerously close to her release, and his.

Their pace got quicker, and the faster his thumb slid over her, the louder her moaning got and the closer she got to the end. Finally, she felt him burst inside her, and she let out a screaming moan, digging her nails into his shoulder as she slightly bucked her hips into his.

Riding out that last wave of pleasure, she let her hips slow and her breathing calmed down a bit, letting out a last soft moan, sharing a small kiss with him.

"God…" she whispered.

"That good, huh?"

"Mhm…"

"Speechless?"

"Uh huh…"

"Wanna go again?"

"Fuck yes."

Sharpay walked downstairs, pulling her dry, freshly dyed hair into a pony tail, and she gave Peyton a quick peck on the cheek as she passed himon her way to the kitchen table.

"Who is this brunette bombshell that stole my girlfriend's sexyness?" Peyton asked.

"I'm tired of being blonde," Sharpay said, walking over to Zander's high chair. She kissed his head lightly. "Hey, mister, did you sleep good?"

"Yeah," Zander said.

"Yeah? That's good. Are you hungry?"

"Yeah."

"Daddy, he's hungry. What are we having today?"

"Eggs, pancakes and bacon. The usual," Petyon said.

"That sounds yummy, huh Zander?"

"Yummy," Zander said.

Sharpay walked around the table to Mikayla's infant carrier and she smiled, taking her out of it. "Hi, there. You slept awfully good last night," she said, kissing her cheek. "Mommy didn't even hear you wake up this morning."

She smiled at Mikayla as she gurgled, and she kissed her cheek again. "I know you're hungry, you little porker," she said, pulling her shirt and bra up to let her eat.

"Mama, that yucky," Zander said.

"What do you mean it's yucky? She's eating, and I still nurse you when you don't feel good."

Zander shook his head. "No, yucky."

"Uh huh," she said before looking at Peyton. "So. For my birthday, I was just thinking of having a barbeque instead of doing a big party. I don't want a whole bunch of people passing the babies around, and a barbeque would just be family and close friends."

"Sounds good to me. When do you want to have it?" Peyton asked.

"Saturday. It's my actual birthday, so I figured we could have it then."

"What all do you want? I'll go out and get the stuff for it so we don't have to worry about it."

"I'll make a list and have it done by tomorrow. I want to make sure I have everything down and don't forget anything. Year seventeen was a disaster."

"What was so bad about it?"

"My parents were there."