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A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful baby names. I'm having trouble choosing names for the babies from all of them! Here's chapter two!

Chapter 2

After leaving the hospital, Joey wasn't feeling too well. Instead of going to the Icehouse for lunch, they went straight to the Potter B&B to get the kids before going home.

Joey waited in the car while Pacey retrieved the kids and asked Bessie, Bodie and Alexander over for dinner. She was resting her eyes when she heard the front door close and voices approach the car. Joey opened her eyes and saw the sweetest sight ever - Pacey was carrying Kyle in one arm and holding Evie's hand with the other. She couldn't help but smile - she had to admit - Pacey was a great dad.

"Hey guys," Joey greeted as Pacey helped Kyle into his booster seat and made sure Evie had her seat belt on correctly. "Did you have fun with Aunt Bessie?"

"Yeah Mommy," Kyle replied excitedly, "we made cookies!"

"Did you save any for Mommy and Daddy?"

"Aunt Bessie wouldn't let us have any," Evie said. "She told us we had to wait until after lunch."

Pacey took up the story. "But since we got here before lunch…" He held up a Zip-lock bag full of chocolate chip cookies. Joey smiled tiredly.

Evie sensed her mother's weariness. "Mommy, are you okay?"

"Mommy's just a little tired that's all," Joey told the little girl. That was enough to satisfy the seven-year-old but as Pacey got into the driver's seat he gave Joey a worried sideways glance. "I'm fine," she whispered. "Can we go home now?"

"We sure can."

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When they got home, Pacey asked Evie to help Kyle with his seatbelt while he helped Joey. This naturally led to a protest from Joey. "Pacey, I'm perfectly capable of walking myself to the house."

"Well Jo, I don't care how capable you think you are; you're carrying twice the precious cargo we thought you were and I'm helping you into the house and onto the couch."

"But…"

"Jo, say one more word and I'm carrying you." Joey shut her mouth and accepted his help begrudgingly.

Once Joey was resting comfortably on the couch, Pacey sat down beside her and called the kids over. He picked up Kyle and put him on his lap and had Evie sit between him and Joey. "Okay guys," he started, "Do you remember when we talked about your new baby brother?"

"Uh-huh," Kyle replied answering for both him and his sister, "He's in Mommy's tummy."

"That's right Kyle,"" Pacey said hugging his son close, "but today when Mommy and I went to the doctor, we found out that the new baby isn't in there alone. There are two babies… do you guys understand?"

Kyle looked confused but Evie, who was smart for her age, nodded. "We learned about that in school 'cause we've got them in my class. They're called twins, right?"

"Exactly Sweetie," Joey said smiling. She reached for Kyle who Pacey handed over while warning Joey to be careful. She rolled her eyes and sat her son on her lap. "Kyle, remember when we talked about you being the new baby's big brother?" The little boy nodded. "Well now instead of being a big brother to one baby, you're going to be a big brother to two babies."

"Really?" The little boy asked looking up at his mother with Pacey's big blue eyes. "But aren't they all squished up in there?" he asked eyeing Joey's tummy.

"They sure are Buddy," Pacey put in, "and pretty soon they're going to get mad at being so squished in there and they're going to come out and live here with us. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah, I wanna be a big brother," Kyle declared making Joey and Pacey smile.

"Okay but until they come out, Mommy needs to rest as much as she can so I'm going to need you guys to help me take care of her, understand?" Both children nodded. "Okay right now I need you two to go clean up your rooms - all of you aunts, uncles and cousins are coming over tonight so we can tell them about the babies - but until we do it's our secret."

"Okay Daddy!" they chorused before running off to shove their toys in every available space in the attempt to clean their rooms for the company.

A/N: What did you think? I promise the next chapter will start the conflict. Please review!