3 months later:

Things were going great. Mellie was doing absolutely fantastic at this mother thing, significantly better than she had been doing the first time she became a mother. Of course, there were reasons, but because of that, she swore that she didn't have the mother gene. Now, 17 years later, as Fitz had told her, it was clear to her that she clearly did have it.

She was doing great at balancing her time with the twins and Teddy, who was getting much more used to his little brother and sister. He was for the most part weaned off of breastfeeding, except for right before bed, and Mellie loved that time that they had together. It was their bonding time. It was more her that was reluctant to get him completely off of nursing, but she knew she needed to. He was 2 now, and he needed to be off of it, especially with the twins here now, but for some reason, she didn't want to make him do it yet. She wanted to let him wean himself off of it when he wanted to.

She walked into the nursery, Teddy on her hip, and smiled when she saw Fitz in the rocking chair, softly rocking Bellamy. He was in a pair of blue plaid pajama pants and his NAVY shirt, and Bella was dressed in a hot pink onesie, her hospital blanket wrapped around her. "Good morning." Mellie smiled and set Teddy on the ground, watching as the little boy immediately ran to his brother's crib, grabbing at the white bars.

"Mama! Mes wanna see Benny." Teddy begged, puckering out his bottom lip. He plopped down on the ground, playing with the bottom of his Cars pajama pants. Mellie just laughed and picked up the 3 month old, softly kissing the top of his head.

"Jeez, little man. You're growing bigger and bigger every day." The baby smiled at her and she tickled his belly, setting him down on the floor next to Teddy. "Be careful with him, buddy." She told him, walking over to Fitz and sitting next to him, watching as their boys played together on the floor. Of course, Benjamin wasn't doing anything but watching his brother, but Teddy was having a blast.

Fitz leaned over and gently kissed Mellie's temple, turning his attention back to the baby in his arms. "Bells, you wanna see mommy?" He asked, handing the infant over to her mother. Mellie took her and held her, cooing at her for a few minutes before looking back to Fitz. "She sleeps a lot less than B. She falls asleep later, and wakes up earlier." He noted, reaching over and running his hand over the baby's small amount of light blonde hair. "Which isn't a problem, of course. I love seeing my baby girl."

Mellie just watched the baby, falling into a daze as she stared into her infant's bright blue eyes. She had Fitz's eyes. All of their children did. They all had good amounts of features from both parents, but every one of them, Jerry, Karen, Teddy, Benjamin and Bellamy, all had Fitz's bright blue, mesmerizing eyes. Which of course, Mellie didn't have a problem with. She absolutely loved Fitz's eyes. And she loved all of their children's eyes.

Benjamin started to cry, and Mellie immediately snapped out of her daze. Her head shot over to Teddy and the infant, the look on Teddy's face absolutely priceless. Benny was lying on his stomach, screeching loudly, his head up looking at Teddy, and Teddy was staring at him, his bottom lip puckered out as if he was about to cry. "Me didn't do nuffins!" He defended, whining as he looked at his little brother. Fitz chuckled lightly and walked over, taking his youngest son into his arms and comforting him, watching as the baby immediately stopped crying.

"Shhh…Teddy, it's okay, buddy. We know you didn't do anything." Fitz told him as Mellie stood up and set Bellamy in her crib before taking the whining toddler into her arms. She held him close and rocked him, kissing the top of his head and convincing him that everything was alright.

Teddy nodded, his face red and cheeks puffy from crying, which he started the second that Fitz had picked up his younger brother. He laid his head on Mellie's shoulder and let out a small sigh. "I think someone's awfully sensitive today." Mellie teased, softly rubbing the little boy's back. "It's okay, sweet pea. I'm sure nothing you did made him cry."

Fitz nodded, setting B on the changing table and unsnapping his bright blue onesie. "It's not, buddy. B just needed a diaper change. He hates being dirty and that's why he cried." Fitz explained and Mellie tickled Teddy's feet to try and cheer him up. The little boy giggled, a large smile appearing on his face as he looked at his mother.

"That's my boy. And that sweet smile that I love so much." She kissed his cheek and he turned his head, returning the kiss. "Speaking of stinky babies, does another certain little boy need a diaper change?" Mellie asked as she poked Teddy's belly.

"Nos." He told her, his face immediately getting serious. "Mes no stinky."

Mellie just laughed and shook her head, checking his diaper when he wasn't paying attention. "Well, let's go get you and the twins some breakfast, and then we'll figure out what we're going to do today." Teddy nodded, laying his head down on Mellie's shoulder and watching his father change Ben's diaper. He reached out and grabbed Mellie's ponytail, trying to pull her dark locks out of the band that was holding them together. "Ouch, Teddy Bear." Mellie frowned and took her hair down, letting it fall over Teddy's face.

"Yuck." Teddy whined, blowing air out of his mouth to get the hair out of his face. He failed miserably and eventually gave up, closing his eyes as the nest of dark brown hair resting over his tiny head. Mellie chuckled lightly, looking at him in the mirror. Fitz finished changing his son and laughed when he looked at his wife and Teddy, shaking his head slightly. He took Bellamy out of her crib and carried her down to the dining room, setting the two of them in their highchairs.

He walked over and kissed Mellie's forehead, running his fingers through her hair before moving it out of Teddy's face, and planting a kiss on his soft chubby cheeks. "I'm gonna go get us some food. I'll be back in a few." Fitz ruffled Teddy's hair, glancing at his wife as he walked away. She still looked absolutely amazing, even if pink striped pajama pants, and his white button-down shirt. He smirked to himself as he walked away; when they were younger and first married, every time that she had to drag herself out of the bed in their freezing cold apartment on Oregon Street, if she was naked, which she was 99.9% of the time, she'd put on that shirt of his. Seeing her wear that shirt again brought back memories. Great memories.

Fitz got them all food, eggs, pancakes and bacon, and came back while the staff cooked it. He picked up Ben, playing with him while Mellie played on the floor with Teddy. Fitz sat down next to them, getting both of the twins and playing with them as all a family. It was great to have a family with Mellie again. Of course, a year ago, he had wanted a family with Olivia, in Vermont. But this was the dream. All along, this was the dream that he had wanted to see. This was the dream that he had been too blind to see the entire time. A real family was what he had been dreaming of all along. And now he had it.