A month had passed. Tomorrow Brie and John found out what the twins were. Brie was at home. John was at an arena. He was in catering. He saw Nikki and went over to her.
"Nikki we should talk." He said.
"I don't want to talk to you John."
"Why?"
"I just don't."
"I know this situation is awkward for you but I'd at least like us to try and be friends."
"Friends?" "Are you kidding me?" "I can't be your friend."
"Why?"
"Why?" "I love you." "That's why."
"You have to let me go."
"Why are you willing to bend so much for her?" "You didn't want kids with me."
"I didn't want kids with her." "It just happened."
"So you're not happy?"
"That's not what I meant." "Yes, I am happy."
"Well don't expect me to come to your wedding."
"We're not getting married." "You should really make up with her."
"After all she's done?"
"I didn't intend this and neither did she." "She wants you around and I'm sure the kids will to." He walked away.
The next day Brie and John were at the doctor. Brie was hooked to the machine.
"Are you ready to find out what they are?" They doctor asked.
"Yes." Brie said.
"They're girls."
"Girls."
"That's great." John kissed her on the forehead.
Later that night they were sitting on the couch.
"Ok." Brie said. "I'm figuring I name one and you name one."
"Ok."
"The one I name I'm making her middle name Nicole." "I know Nikki hates me but I still love her."
"I know it's hard for you Brie." "Hopefully she'll come around."
"Yeah hopefully."