This is a super short update, but I've been having some awful writer's block/being busy lately, but I'll try and make the next one longer. I don't own H20, but I do own the plot for this story and the kids.
Ash's POV:
I could understand why Lewis was so upset with Cleo about the babies-if Emma had done that to me, I'd be furious.
"Lewis, don't you think you should tell Cleo how you feel about her keeping the kids a secret?" I inquired.
"I probably should. But right now, I don't think that I could talk to her without losing my temper, and I don't want to get angry in front of the kids." Lewis replied.
"Fair enough. Are you going to go back there?" I asked.
"I probably should. Cleo will worry, otherwise." Lewis replied.
"I'll walk with you, and you can talk to me some more, hm?" I inquired.
"Sure. Thanks, Ash." Lewis answered. We stood up, and headed towards Cleo's house.
"What would you say to Cleo, if you had the chance?" I asked.
"I'd probably say, 'Cleo, I understand that you didn't want to make me feel as if I had to leave the program, but I don't think that it's fair that you chose for me, and that I didn't get to learn about our kids until three years after they were born. I wish that you had allowed me to choose whether or not to come back here, to be with you and the babies, instead of just deciding that I didn't need to know. And yes, I know that you felt as if you were doing what was best and allowing me to follow my dream, but, if I had known about the babies, my dream really would've been to be here with the three of you.'" Lewis replied, tears in his eyes.
"I think you should go tell her that, then." I said.
"I will. Thank you, Ash." Lewis answered.
"Anytime, Lewis. Take care of yourself." I said.
"You too, Ash. See you around." Lewis replied. I watched Lewis walking towards the door to Cleo's house, and then I turned and headed towards Emma's.