Author's Note: First and foremost, Happy Mother's Day to all of the Mommy's out there, taking care of babies of all ages and species, because Mommy's of fur babies are Mommy's too! Here is Chapter Twenty Three for all of you, and I hope you all enjoy. I will try my best to keep this story interesting. There will be some time jumps, but only because I don't see this story going longer than 30 chapters. I want to thank everyone who has been with me from the very beginning of Brae and Evy's story. You all mean so much to me. Especially my bestie who has supported me every step of the way. Thank you so much! As always, Read/Enjoy/Review!

Chapter 23: Moving On

"Everyone has to move on at some point, but sometimes it's really hard to do."-Anonymous

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I smile and wave at people who call out soft hello's as I hitch my bag over my shoulder trying to think if I remembered my laptop charger or if I left it behind in class.

"Hey Brae, Brae!" I stop and turn smiling when I see Lynn running towards me, her long legs eating up the sidewalk, the cold February wind blowing her black hair wild around her face, and when she reaches me she's out of breath.

"Hey Lynn," I say smiling as she holds her sides bent over at the waist holding a finger up at me. It had been a huge leap for me to go back to school, yet again, but after the pep talk from Jared in January I discovered that being a nurse just wasn't what I wanted. However, writing, writing is something I've always wanted.

"Hey, I missed class," she says and I grin at her nodding my head.

"I noticed," I say my stomach turning slightly, much like it has for the last couple of weeks off and on all day, every day.

"Did you happen to get the assignment?" she asks and I smile as I sit at a nearby bench and pull my bag open.

"Of course I did, here you can copy it down," I say and she smiles a dazzling smile as she pulls a pen from her own bag and starts scribbling the homework assignment from our shared creative writing class on the palm of her left hand.

"You're a real life saver Brae," she says handing me the paper back and as I laugh to answer I realize I am about to throw up. I clap a hand over my mouth and surge to my feet looking around in a panic, "Brae?"

I find the closest trash can and brace my hands on it humiliated because I'm sure everyone in the quad has stopped to turn and see the girl throwing up in a trash can.

"You okay?" Lynn asks and I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand gratefully taking the bottle of water she holds out to me.

"Yeah," I murmur before using the water to wash the taste out of my mouth, "I must've eaten something that isn't sitting well with me."

"Yeah maybe. You should probably just go on home, get some rest," she says and I smile at her nodding my head, "Feel better. See you Monday."

"Yeah, see you Monday," I say waving softly as I make my way towards my car. I smile when I hear the familiar beep in my ear, "Hello Evy, how goes the tour?"

"Great, but I have to admit I'm counting down the days until I get to sleep in my own bed again," Evy's happy voice fills my head making me forget the unpleasantness of my quick throw up session.

"I bet," I say getting into my car.

"How was class?" she asks and with a laugh we fall into our normal every day conversations.

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Evangeline's POV

I groan as I throw another pair of pants out of the bunk I share with Jared trying not to cry or scream.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me," I growl as I stare at what is left of my tour wardrobe, "This is just ridiculous."

"Everything okay?" Jared asks and I send him a fierce look deciding that I'm not speaking to him. At least not today, "Are you not talking to me again?"

"If I was talking to you right now you wouldn't really like what I had to say to you," I say through clenched teeth, "After all, it's your fault that I'm the size of a house and none of my damn clothes fit."

"Evangeline, your five months pregnant," he says and I growl at him when he takes a step towards me.

"So I am the size of a house," I say glaring at him.

"What, no. You're not fat, your full of baby, our baby," he says his voice full of humor and I throw a balled up pair of jeans at him.

"I never said I was fat!" I screech at him and he winces ducking the shoe I winged at him.

"Listen, I know that the pregnancy hormones are making you a little…"

"A little what Jared? What are the pregnancy hormones making me? I'd think carefully about what you are about to say if you have any hope whatsoever of sleeping with me ever again…"

"We're home!" Shannon calls excitedly from the front of the bus and I roll my eyes pushing past Jared.

"Thank God," I grumble on my way off the bus, but rather than head for the house I walk straight to my car.

"Evy, Evangeline!" Jared calls my name but I ignore him as I slip behind the wheel my anger only fueled when I have to adjust the seat to fit comfortably, and before he can reach the car I pull out driving away on a head of steam.

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I slam the front door behind me and just because I feel the need open it and slam it again.

"Who's there? I have a gun!" Brae's slightly panicked voice calls from the hallway and I try to not laugh when she peers around the corner a water gun in her hand, "Jesus Evy, you scared the shit out of me. I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow."

"Well, hello to you to, tour was great. Yes I'm as big as a house, and Jared thinks I'm fat," I burst into tears and she rushes to my side gathering me close.

"Oh honey," she murmurs leading me to the couch, "That ass. Did he really say your fat?"

"Well, no, not technically. I was having a moment, after I discovered that all the clothes I took on tour with me don't fit anymore, and he just walked in at the wrong time," I say sniffling as she presses a tissue into my hand.

"Oh, well, you look fabulous really. How is my little nephew or niece doing?" she says rubbing a hand over my extended stomach.

"Active," I say smiling shakily at her, "Tell you one thing for sure, the hormones are kicking my ass."

Brae gets to her feet and starts making her way to the kitchen and I can feel it, the energy around her is off, and I'm curious as to what could be going on but her voice stops me from asking.

"You know what you need?" she asks from the kitchen, "You need an ice cream fix."

"You're right, I do. Meet me on the couch with two spoons? The bathroom calls."

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Braelyn's POV

I pull the mint chocolate chip ice cream from the freezer and as I turn towards the drawer for two spoons I catch Evy standing in the doorway staring at me.

"What the hell is this Brae?" Evy asks holding up the prescription bottle in her hand and I feel my heart stutter in my chest, "Are you pregnant?"

"Yes," the word tumbles out of my mouth before I can stop it.

"How, who? How far along? How long have you known?" she demands and I let out a breath sitting at the counter.

"I found out right before my birthday," I say wincing when she lets out a steady stream of curses before coming to sit with me.

"You've known for two whole months, and you never said a single word to me? We've talked every single damn day Brae…"

"I know, I just," I shrug my shoulders, "I needed to wrap my head around it. Figure out what my next step was."

"It's Tyson's baby isn't it?" she asks and I feel the hot tears building behind my eyes, "Does he know?"

"No, and he doesn't have to know," I say ignoring the ice cream in front of me, "He isn't going to know."

"Brae, he has a right to know."

"No Evy, he doesn't. He isn't going to want to have anything to do with this. It's my choice."

"Brae, how can you not tell him? That baby is just as much his as it's yours."

"These babies are mine. Not his. He may have helped make them, but as far as I'm concerned that's it."

"Babies? As in more than one?" she sputters and I groan as I cross to the drawer pulling out ultrasound pictures I had tucked away.

"Twin A, Twin B," I say showing them to her.

"Twins, you're having twins," she says and I nod my head sitting next to her again, "Brae, you have to tell him."

"Maybe I do," I say, sighing heavily, "But right now, I just, I can't think about that. I have to figure out how I'm going to take care of twins on my own. The last thing on my mind is what he deserves to know."

"Your being unreasonable Braelyn, you wouldn't be alone if you told him. Tyson would help…"

"Would he Evy? Would Tyson drop the tour, drop everything to come and play house with me? For God's sake Evy he doesn't love me! How is he going to love my babies?"

"They are his babies too, and it isn't fair to keep him in the dark, to not give him a chance to be a parent just because you're hurt. It sucks that things didn't work out for you guys, and I know it hurts, but your children deserve to have both parents in their lives, and Tyson deserves to be given the chance to be a parent."

"Maybe your right, I just, I need time to figure out how I'm going to tell him," I say deciding that the best thing to do right now is placate her. Placate her because I'm not ready to tell Tyson, I don't know if I will ever be ready to tell Tyson, as wrong as it may be. I just don't know if I will ever be strong enough to face him again, and the fear of having to face him and the chance of him not only rejecting me but the two precious lives we have made together is something I just can't stomach.