Over the next couple hours, Lydia talked to Arthur and his dad while she worked and she told them all about her life in Boston, and they told her about their lives while she was gone. She did leave out one important detail, though; she never mentioned her children to them. They would find out by the afternoon that she had kids, because she had it arranged with the school for them to ride the bus to the bar so she didn't need a babysitter, but she figured that would be as good an introduction as any.

When the afternoon came and Lydia knew Arthur and April would be out of school, she began growing more nervous. She wasn't sure what time the bus would be dropping him off, but she knew she would have a lot of explaining to do once Arthur and Tom met the kids. Her Arthur very strongly resembled his father, which she thought was both a blessing and a curse. April only resembled him by the color of her eyes – everything else was from her mother. The bus dropped them off a bit earlier than she was expecting, but it was almost time for her to take a break. When the door to the bar opened, Tom and Arthur both looked to see who'd entered and looked pretty surprised to see two little kids. Alternately, the kids looked pretty nervous to be there.

"Hey guys," Lydia said to her kids as she walked up to him with a grin. She hugged April, then Arthur, before asking, "So, how was your first day?"

"I think I'm gonna like it here, mom," Arthur replied with an equally wide grin, one that always reminded Lydia of his dad. "I already made two friends!"

"I wanna stay here forever!" April exclaimed proudly.

"Oh, that's great bud!" Lydia said as she walked to the back of the restaurant with both kids. "I promise we'll stay here for a long time, kiddo." Their conversation died down as they left the dining room and Arthur and Tom were both watching them, totally taken by surprise that Lydia had a kid, much less two, and much less kids who were so old. When she came back out to the dining room a moment later, Arthur couldn't help but watch her. She had a word with her manager before disappearing again, two Styrofoam cups in her hands. When she went back to the bar area finally, she tried not to look right at Arthur or Tom. If they wanted to know anything, they would have to ask her.

"You have kids?" Arthur asked nonchalantly before Lydia could make an escape from the bar. Lydia paused for a moment before walking back to Arthur and Tom's seats.

"Yeah, I do," she said with a small smile. Suddenly she felt much more confident in talking about little Arthur.

"They're cute," Tom said with a smile.

"Don't let the cuteness fool you," Lydia said. She couldn't help but smirk again. "He's got spunk. She has quite the mouth sometimes. They're only seven, but that hasn't stopped either of them from doing whatever they want. As long as it's not something that's gonna get them killed."

"What's their names?"

Lydia bit her bottom lip and looked down, trying to mentally prepare herself for the reactions she was about to get because of what she named her son.

"Well my daughter's name is April," she said, trying to muster the courage to tell them her son's name. "My son… His name is Arthur," she finished quietly, unable to bring herself to look at either man. "Don't say a damn word, okay? I was sixteen, and I missed my best friend. I didn't ever think I'd be back here again and thought it was a good idea at the time."

Both men were silent for a while, and when she finally looked up at them Tom was smiling, and Arthur looked unphased.

"Awesome," Arthur finally said with a grin.

"Did their dad not move here with you?" Tom asked, starting to look concerned.

"Oh…" Lydia trailed off, really not wanting to go into those details. "Their dad and I aren't together anymore. He wasn't even around when the twins were born. Never been a part of the kid's life."

Lydia could tell she was blushing madly, her face becoming hot. She didn't want to talk about that part of her life. Talking about the kids was fine, but she never wanted to talk about their dad.

"They're in second grade now, super smart, too. Loves to swim thankfully."

"So, they're like you?" Tom asked, sounding eager to learn more about little Arthur and April. Lydia nodded in response and smiled.

"That's just about the only thing that makes either of them like me, though," Lydia said with a small chuckle. "Except for April's hair, of course. She doesn't have as good a handle on her abilities as Arthur, either. And things from this world can hurt her, where they can't hurt Arthur. Arthur's pretty laid-back, but if you get him mad he's quite a force to be reckoned with. April, she's pretty similar, but definitely has a smarter mouth than Arthur."

"Come have dinner with us tonight," Tom said when no one else had anything to say. "Like old times. But, you know, with a small addition."

"I thought you'd never ask," Lydia said with a smile. She looked over to Arthur and wondered why he'd been so quiet since she started talking about her kids, and he looked like he was thinking hard about something. She hoped he wasn't thinking about what she thought he might be.

Later that afternoon, after Lydia got off work, she sat down with her kids to talk about what they were doing that night.

"Arthur, April, we're gonna go have dinner with some people tonight," she started after making them sit with her in the kitchen. "One of them is a very good friend of mine, and the other is his dad. So, make sure you're on your best behavior while we're there, okay?"

"Okay," Arthur and April said together, smiling and completely unaware of how nervous their mom was.