The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows

"Ok, which one is which?" Dean asked looking at the twins who were in the separate bassinets in April's hospital room.

April was sitting up in the bed and peered over to look at the two gorgeous babies and squinted her eyes at them.

"Well, this one is..." She trailed off. "I really wish they would have put a blue hat on one and a pink on the other instead of both in a white hat." April snapped at Punk who laughed.

"Can't tell them apart?" Punk teased.

"No! They're twins they look exactly alike." She argued.

"They're not identical." Punk pointed out.

"Ok, which one is which?" April asked.

"This one is Mya." Punk smirked picking up the very awake baby. "Want to hold her?" he asked Dean.

"Can I?" He asked flattered.

"Of course." April smiled and Punk eased the baby into his arms.

"And this is J.R." Punk said to April.

"Are you sure about that?" She asked skeptically.

"Sure I am." Punk said to her. "I'm their father I can tell."

"Dude I've got some bad news for you." Dean said to him. "Your daughter has a penis."

"Fuck." Punk hissed.

"I guess you don't know them as well as you thought." April remarked smugly. "They're cute though."

"Yes they are." Dean had to admit. "I think this one is my favorite."

"You can't have a favorite." April scolded.

"Sure I can." Dean defended. "This one seems to like me best, the other one is just sleeping."

"I wonder if they miss being together." April pondered aloud.

"I'm sure they're fine." Punk said to her.

"How are you feeling?" Dean asked April as he held J.R.

"Tired but too excited to sleep. I just want to look at them." She grinned peeking over at her sleeping daughter. "Your mom isn't here yet?" She asked looking up at Punk.

"There was an accident on the highway and they're backed up." Punk told her. "Your parents got a flight for tomorrow."

"You'll have a Marshal pick them up right?" April asked and he nodded.

"Yea don't worry about it." Punk assured her. "You should really try to sleep."

"I can't. What if they need to be fed?" She asked.

"They just ate." Punk pointed out.

"What if they need cuddles from their mommy?" She pouted cutely and Punk had to laugh.

"Then I'll take care of them." He told her and she narrowed her eyes at him. "I'll wake you." he corrected.

"Better answer." She said laying back. "And you'll both be here, right? Watching them?"

"Of course." Dean smiled.

"Good." She said relieved.

"The other kid is alright too." Dean said nodding at Mya.

"Don't stick your nose down at my daughter." Punk said to him quietly. "She's an angel." she smiled looking down at her. "She probably had trouble resting with her brother always kicking her."

"Maybe you should try to sleep too." Dean suggested nodding at the other bed in the room. "You're going to need it."

"Nah. I just want to keep my eyes peeled." Punk told him.

"You can't not sleep." Dean reminded him. "I know your extra nervous now that the kids are officially here but you have to sleep sometimes."

"Do you think he knows?" Punk asked as quietly as possible as they huddled in the corner to make sure not to disturb April.

"I'm sure he does. I imagine he's keeping a close eye on her." Dean whispered back. "He won't have the balls to show up in this hospital though."

"You have someone checking in at my house?" Punk asked and Dean nodded.

"Of course I do." Dean said looking down at the baby. "Here." he said passing Punk the baby. "He's fussy."

"He was just moving." Punk laughed. "Are you afraid of kids?"

"No. I'm just not around them much. Not even my sisters kids." Dean told him.

"Get used to them because you're going to be living with them." Punk warned.

"I mean, they don't seem that bad." Dean said warily eyeing Mya as well. "I mean if that one just sleeps and this one doesn't fuss around so much it won't be so bad."

"I don't think it's always going to be this peaceful." Punk warned. "This one is falling asleep." he said eyeing J.R.

"Put him in that thing than." Dean said pointing and Punk placed J.R carefully into the bassinet but once he did the babies face scrunched up. "Oh no! Pick him up again!" Dean hissed quietly so April could sleep.

"Ok, ok. ok." Punk said quickly picking J.R up but then Dean looked at Mya.

"This one is up now." Dean told him.

"Um. You have to get her." Punk told him holding J.R.

"Me?" Dean asked.

"I don't want to wake Ape." Punk sighed and Dean picked up Mya but she began to cry a bit.

"She hates me, she hates me, she hates me." Dean said rushing to Punk. "Let's switch."

"Fine." Punk said then eyed Dean.

Both of their arms were filled.

"How do we switch?" Dean asked trying soothe Mya by bouncing her in his arms which was working.

Punk peered over and saw April stirring.

"Um." Punk said thinking about it.

"We toss them up in the air and catch them." Dean teased.

"I'm up." April announced sitting up. "Bring me my babies." She ordered.

"I was just kidding." Dean said nervously.

"Bring. Me. My. Babies." She ordered holding her arms out.

"Fine." Dean sighed walking over and placing Mya into her right arm and Punk placed J.R into her left arm.

"See? Easy." April said to them.

"You're sitting." Dean mocked. "Punk and I could have done that."

"You can go back to sleep, we've got this under control." Punk assured her.

"My babies aren't coins." April warned them.

"It was a joke." Dean defended "I would never throw your children up in the air." He assured her. "At this age." He added teasingly and Punk laughed but April wasn't amused. "It's a joke!"

"Where are they?" Karen asked rushing into the room and nearly closing the door on Dan who was holding balloons.

"Right here." April smiled.

"Oh sweetheart." Karen smiled kissing April hello.

"Why do you have her holding both kids?" Dan asked Punk. "You have to help."

"I was!" Punk defended.

"They were going to throw the babies into the air." April whispered to Karen who quickly shot Punk a death glare.

"Here. Give me one." Karen said taking J.R from her arms. "Which one is this?"

"That's J.R." April told her proudly.

"So handsome." Karen grinned. "He looks like you Phil."

"No he doesn't." Punk mocked. "Neither look like me. I'm questioning paternity." He said and April shot him a dirty look. "Joking!" He added.

"Is that my granddaughter?" Dan asked and April smiled and passed him Mya. "Oh wow." Dan said in awe of her.

"They're perfect aren't they?" Karen asked Dan with a smile.

"They are." Dan smiled looking down.

"I'm going to get coffee." Dean said to them.

"I want coffee!" April nearly cried. "I haven't had coffee for months. I need coffee."

"Ok." Dean laughed.

"I'll take one." Punks said to him.

"None for us." Dan told him and Dean left the room.

"I want to hold my granddaughter now." Karen said to Dan.

"Alright let's swap." Dan agreed.

"It's not as easy as it looks-" Punk began and then his jaw dropped when he saw Dan and Karen switch babies with ease.

"They didn't even threaten to toss them up into the air." April said to Punk who sat on the bed next to April. "You look really tired yourself." She noted.

"It's catching up to me." He admitted and put his legs up on the bed as April moved to make room for him.

"Me too." She agreed. "They're good with them."

April noted as she watched Punk parents smile down at the babies.

"We make good looking kids." Punk informed April seriously who let out a laugh.

"We do." April agreed. "I don't think I'm even biased into saying it. The nurses said J.R is going to be a heart breaker."

"Of course he is, like father like son." Punk agreed.

"And do you see the head of hair on them? The heartburn was worth it." April told him.

"I was born bald." Punk told her.

"I had a full head of hair." April smiled.

"You really should try to sleep a bit." Punk encouraged.

"I just want to close my eyes for a minute." She said closing her eyes and resting her head on his shoulder. "You'll stay up and watch them?" she asked hopefully.

"Yea, babe." He assured her with a yawn.

The next morning Punk woke up in the second bed he was sleeping in and wasn't sure what time he fell asleep.

"Did they wake you?" April asked looking over to Punk who sat up quickly.

"No." He said seeing April feeding one of the babies and Dean in the chair feeding the other.

"This isn't so bad." Dean grinned. "Which one is this again?"

"Mya." April told him and he nodded.

"Why didn't you wake me?" Punk asked standing up.

"You needed some sleep. You let me sleep last night." She told him. "But since you're up you can get coffee for us." she told him.

"Here, you take over feeding." Dean said passing the baby to Punk as he walked over. "I'll get the coffee."

"Then you're going to get some sleep." Punk ordered him.

"I'll take you up on that." Dean said then left the room.

"I feel safe here, is that weird?" She asked.

"No. I took a lot of precautions to make sure you feel safe." Punk said to her then smiled down at his daughter. "Hi Mya." He grinned. "She's hungry."

"Corey stopped in, a few other people from the office. Even the chief." She told him.

"And you just let me sleep?" Punk asked.

"You're not on the clock. You need sleep." She told him. "Everyone said the babies are cute and look like me."

"J.R looks like me." He defended. "Mya is all you though."

"It's just so weird." She said looking at her son. "They're so innocent. There's this whole crazy world they were born into and they don't even realize it."

"Well, it's our job to make sure it never taints them." Punk told her. "Although it's impossible to protect them forever."

"We can at least keep them untainted until college." April said to him.

"I agree." Punk nodded seriously.

"My parents flight should be in soon." April told him.

"Ok. I'll make sure someone is waiting for them." Punk told her.

"Are you excited to meet nana and pop?" April asked J.R. "I think he is." April smirked.

"She's done." Punk said holding up the bottle. "What if she's still hungry?"

"She's on a schedule. She can't have more." April told him.

"But..." he trailed off looking at her glassy eyes. "...she looks like she wants more you have to see how she's looking at me."

"Oh god." April sighed. "You're going to melt like butter with her all of the time, aren't you?"

"What?" Punk defended putting a cloth over his shoulder and began to burp the newborn gently.

"You're going to be the good cop and I'm going to be the bad cop." April sighed. "You have to learn how to say no."

"What's the point? If she takes after you she'll just ignore everything I say anyway." He said seriously.

"She will not." April laughed.

"I can see it in her cute little face already." Punk said eyeing his small daughter. "I'm not a doormat." he told his daughter and April laughed again.

"Yes you are." April smiled. "This one is going to be the trouble." She warned him and Punk peered over and looked at his son.

"Yup." Punk confirmed seriously. "You can tell just by looking at him." he teased and April giggled.

"Hopefully they tattle on each other growing up." April sighed.

"Nah. They'll double team us." Punk warned her and her face fell. "They will!" He insisted. "They'll cover for each other, get into trouble together. It's us vs. them." he warned and she smiled. "You think it's cute now wait until they're in high school."

"Don't scare me." April sighed. "Let's just enjoy them tiny and cute."

"Cute? Your daughter just spit up on me." Punk groaned.

"My daughter." April scoffed. "Here. I'll clean her and you can burp J.R." She said told him and he eyed her.

"Oh! So the other one can spit up on me?" Punk asked and April shrugged. "Why do I have to get spit on?"

"Because I pushed them out of my body and they're not small and you didn't." She argued simply.

"Fair enough." Punk agreed and he swapped babies with her.

"Hi, baby." April grinned at her daughter. "I mean I know she's like a day old but she does look like me, right?"

"She does." Punk nodded. "We should have named her little April."

"That's silly." April said then smiled at her daughter. "Isn't daddy silly?" she asked her daughter as she cleaned her face.

A nurse and custodian walked in next.

"How are we feeling, mom?" The nurse asked with a smile.

"Good." April told her. "But when I was feeding J.R I thought maybe he sounded a little congested." She frowned. "Can you check him?"

"I'm sure he's just fussy." The nurse said. "Which one of you has J.R?"

"The one that actually looks like me." Punk smirked showing her J.R.

"His coloring is good." The nurse said and took him from Punk while the custodian changed the trash. "Hold him for me." She instructed Punk as she put the stethoscope to the baby's chest. "He sounds clear. He probably just ate too fast." She told April who nodded.

"J.R is ok." April smiled at Mya. "And I know you're ok." she said as the nurse walked over to Mya.

"She resembles you a lot." The nurse smiled.

"We were just saying that." April smiled proudly.

"Lucky me." Punk forced out as he continued to burp J.R.

"Sweet little eyes for sure." The nurse smiled.

"I sent my mom a picture of them and she swears Mya is my twin." April told the nurse.

"I believe it." The nurse grinned. "I'll clean the bottles." She said collecting them.

"Thank you." April said to them. "Do you know when I'll be discharged?"

"The twins are doing great, you're feeling good so I don't imagine it being too much longer. Possibly the end of the night if the doctor ok's it." the nurse told her.

"Good." April said relieved.

"And there will be a full house." Punk told his son.

"Your parents are already there?" April asked and Punk nodded.

"It does sound like a full house." The nurse teased.

"Phil's parents, my parents, our friend Dean- it truly will be." April told her.

"Well that's for the best because you still need rest. Having twins isn't easy." The nurse reminded her.

"Yea I mean I feel fine until I stand up and try to get into the bathroom." She told her.

"That's going to take some time." The nurse warned. "You did have twins." She reminded her. "This is where dad should pick up the slack."

"I'm going to." Punk defended.

"Right." The nurse and April said at the same time.

"I am." Punk argued. "You need to get used to this, women will never believe a word you say." Punk told his son.

"Don't teach him that." April laughed.

"I'll be back to check on you in an hour." The nurse told her.

"Thanks." April said to her as the custodian walked out first then the nurse.

The custodian passed Dean with his head down and makeup on with ease. He was carrying a tray of coffee but didn't pay much attention to the uniformed man. He slipped into the custodial closet and looked at the half mirror hanging up and removed his hat, blonde curly wig, peeled off his mustache and goatee and then scrubbed off the tanner he applied to his face. James Sawyer eyed himself with confusion. He waited months for April to have these babies but after being in the room he was thinking of changing his plan. He was so fixated on April, he was so fixated on her sweet innocent nature and had hopes to mold her into him. He was lonely since his father was put away, he didn't have a partner in crime. But was April going to be too much of a challenge? He had options and he was weighing them heavily...

A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Things are FINALLY picking up. How creepy is it that James Sawyer was able to disguise himself so well and be in the room and so close to the Brooks family? James Sawyer maybe deranged but he's no fool...