~Caroline~ 

I woke to the sound of rain pattering against the window and a gloomy shade cast across the room. Strange, today was supposed to be sunny. We were going to walk a trail  after breakfast but plans might change. I laid there in total peace and watched the droplets of water slide down the window. Had Sol opened up the curtains? 

With that thought I shifted in the bed and found that it was empty, sheets ruffled from where he had slept. I didn't wonder where he was for long...Sol was sitting across the master bedroom in a chair tucked into a corner and was looking over a piece of paper. "What are you doing?" I asked, raising to my elbows, and he looked up with a frown on his face. 

"Well I was trying to remember the whole x and y chromosome thing from middle school a lifetime ago...but it doesn't really matter since there are one of each combination." 

"What?" It took me a minute to understand what he was saying and in that minute a smile broke across that handsome face of his that I loved so much. "Really?" I'd nearly forgotten about the test results from the OB...with everything that had been going on. 

Sol got up then and came to the bed. I wanted to protest and pull the blankets back up when he moved them away, uncovering my naked body. "Mhm..." But the thought was gone when he leaned in a kissed over my stomach that was starting to show signs of life growing beneath it. 

"A boy and a girl?" My hormones got the better of me in that moment and tears came to my eyes. Somehow knowing the genders made it all so much more real. Now I'd wait for their first kicks and decorate a nursery when we got back home. 

"My babies." With one more kiss he came up and gave them to me. I'd wanted to read the results together. Maybe even plan a reveal. But this, right now and here, as Sol laid beside me and pulled me close to him, was perfect. 

A boy and a girl... 

"Slow down, Lydia!" I called after the hyperactive child who was running along the dirt path, dark curls bouncing, to catch up with Christopher and Nick. She was on it today...I wouldn't have been surprised if she'd snuck cookies before our little adventure. 

The rain had stopped, turning the day into a damp, humid mess. "I was thinking we could find a creative way to tell the kids about the babies, before we leave." Sol said as we walked hand in hand. I was still surprised about the little private gender reveal in the bedroom this morning. 

"That's a great idea. Their going to be so happy...they both get what they want." 

"Mhm." He stopped us and turned me to face him, just as Nick, Chris and Lydia disappeared around a bend in the trail. It never failed, at least ten times a day now he needed to put his hands on my belly. He did it then. 

"Can I start the nursery when we get home?" 

"Of course. Whatever you want, baby." We stood there for several long moments, his hands on me, mine on his. Then he took my hand and looked down at me deviously. "Come on...let's go explore." Sol pulled me off the trail into the dense trees. 

From the trail they had seemed inviting, not so much now. I had no desire to get lost. But looking at it from the bright side, at least I'd have my husband to get lost with. The leaves beneath us crunch under our tennis shoes and the ones above, rustled harmoniously. "What are we going to do out here besides get lost? See how many birds we can identify?" I asked sarcastically, avoiding a broken branch in my path. 

We were the length of a football field away from the trail when Sol stopped suddenly and had my back against a tree. "Mmm. You don't know anything about birds, girl, but go ahead...I'll just be here, getting you off. Don't be afraid to scream..." He said against my ear before he attacked. 

"You're...something else." As his lips worked against my throat, he tugged my shirt down, bra and all, exposing one nipple. There was nothing slow or romantic about the way he kissed down my chest, over the swell over my breast and then finally his lips sealed around the pert little nub. 

Soon, Nick and the kids would notice we weren't there anymore and I was sure the male would call for a search. No foul play here...unless being fucked in the woods upon my husbands insistence counted. Sol knew that...I hissed through my teeth when he turned me around and my breast scraped against the rough bark of the tree, breaking skin. 

His hands slipped to the front of my shorts and the button was snapped free. "Now, you know we don't have much time...so I'm going to fuck you really hard and fast and I'd be very pleased if you came just as hard on my cock. Understood?" 

"Yes..." Like I had to be told. It would be a pleasure to do that every day of the week. In the warm late morning air, I shivered as his teeth scraped down the back of my neck and he shoved my shorts down. Then my panties. I waited for it...even stuck my ass out in silent plea to be penetrated. But it didn't happen...Sol was still behind me. "Why-what are you doing?" I asked, looking over my shoulder. 

A face that had been tan in color was now ashen. Then I felt it, a dull ache in my stomach and a gush of warmth down my thighs and I did scream. 

~Two days later~ 

The babies were okay. I was okay but Sol was freaked out. After sitting in the ER for a couple of hours, I'd gotten to see with my own eyes that they were okay. I got to hear there fast little heartbeats. And when the doctor insisted I put on bed rest, we had traveled back home the next day. 

My OB had agreed, bed rest it was. The thing was, I knew I was going to go absolutely fucking nuts and their was nothing I could do about it. Certainly not with a husband like Sol Specter. It'd been half a day and he was on my ass. Not in a good way either. 

"I wish we didn't have to leave the lake house, it was soooo fun there! All the light bugs I got to catch. Can't we just go back? There's a bed there, you know. It's boring here." It was barely past eight am and Lydia was going a hundred miles an hour, jumping in the middle of mine and Sol's bed. 

I was sat up against the pillows trying to save my tea from being sloshed out of the cup. "We had to. Don't worry, I'm sure we will go back...Now, stop jumping on the bed before Daddy catches you. You know he doesn't like that." It was a lie, kind of. The lake house would have to wait until next summer. Honestly, I was just as upset as her about having to leave the lake house and coming back here, to this reality. 

I didn't want to think about Clark but that was nearly impossible. "I'm glad the babies are okay. When are they going to be born? It's taking forever, Mommy." She didn't stop jumping, forcing me to set the cup on the bedside table. 

"Not for awhile. Lydia, stop-" jumping on the bed. The bathroom door came open and Sol stepped out with a towel slung around his waist. One look from him and she stopped, crawled off the bed and ran from the room. I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes on him. "You know, it's your fault she acts like an entitled little brat. Might want to do something about that before she gets any older." 

"An entitled little brat?" Sol came to the bed and leaned over me, smirking. "Just like her mom. She listens to me. She doesn't listen to you because you aren't being scary enough." Scary like him. Right...He leaned down and kissed me then and I reached up to touch his chest that was clammy from the shower. 

"What am I supposed to do all day in this bed, baby?" I pursed my lips into a pout against his. "You know, you don't have to go to work. You could stay here with me. We could finish what you started in the woods the other day." I made a show of poking my breast out and tilting my head to feign a seductive but innocent look. 

He laughed and stood straight. "Now you're just being funny." I slumped against the pillows and glared at him as he made his way into the closet. "You're going to stay in that bed. You heard the doctor yesterday. No lifting, no cleaning, no long walks. No hard activities." Sol named and I watched him from my spot on the bed, look through his clothes. 

I picked up my tepid tea and took a sip. "She didn't say we couldn't have sex. But whatever. What about the boutique? How am I going to work?" I'd just hired help. Finally got the hang of running the place and now this. Perfect. 

"You're not." The towel dropped from around his waist and he stood there, in all that naked glory, staring at me. "Not until you give birth to my babies and I can see that you're all well and healthy." 

"Well, are you going to run it then? Yea...right." 

"Maybe. If you haven't noticed, I can run a business." 

"Can you put some clothes on?" Before I became to distracted and forgot I what I was arguing with him about. Sol gave me a wicked smile before he turned around and gave me a view of the back. Damn him. "You're evil." 

While he dressed, I called Juliet and told her what had happened while away on our short trip and that the boutique probably wouldn't be opened for awhile. Great, I'd had to fire her before she could even get started. By the time the call ended, Sol was leaning down and kissing me goodbye. "You just do as your told and rest, please..." 

~Sol~ 

I stared down at the pictures Lenny Baker had brought. Pictures of Clark Turner laid out on my desk in the study. He'd had it coming. First by showing even the slightest of interests in Caroline all of those years ago...then shooting me. Then breaking into my fucking house again and trying to rape her. He had deserved it. 

I looked away from the pictures and up at Nick who was standing near a window. "Burn them." 

Lenny, ever useful, took out his lighter and a cigarette that he lit before tossing it over to Nick. I wouldn't make the mistake of keeping photo's again. Especially now that my nosey wife had the code to my safe. Not that I could keep anything away from her...she was very adamant when it came to demanding knowledge. 

I went to the safe then and opened it up. Even though I liked Lenny Baker, I was hoping this was the last time I would have to pay him to do something dirty. I doubted it, but I could hope. When I shut things back up he was writing on my legal pad that sat on the edge of the desk. "New number." He mumbled as I handed him his money. 

Nick was at the empty fireplace, burning evidence when Caroling came through the door. "What did you do to him?" She asked as soon as she got her sights on Lenny. She crossed her arms and waited. It took me a minute to remember that she was supposed to be in bed and this was a no no. 

"What are you doing? You're supposed to be in bed." I went around the desk and closed the space between us. 

"I'm fine, Sol. I just came to see what you were doing. It's almost midnight. Are you going to answer-Sol!" She squealed when I picked her up off the floor and left the study. "You can put me down. I can walk. She didn't' say I couldn't walk." Caroline argued all the way to the stairs and I wanted to put her down and swat her on the ass. 

"Look at you...Not listening. Never call my daughter an entitled brat again." It was a pointless threat. In her condition, there would be no consequences. Not my kind of consequences anyway. I leaned in and kissed her head as I easily made the stairs with her in my arms. 

Caroline looked up at me and sighed. "I was just wondering where you were. Are you coming to bed?" I knew the look in her eyes and the way she asked me that question. We made it into the room and I sat her on the edge of the bed. 

"I will. Soon." 

She looked up at me and frowned. "Please. Just come to bed." Her lips turned pouty and I clenched my teeth when she reached up and rubbed her hand over the crotch of my slacks. It was just like her to want something that she couldn't have at the moment. Caroline bit her lip and started with my belt and fly.

"I said no. Didn't you here what we talked about this morning. And the door is open. Caroline-" Her curls bounced around her face as she shook her head, unwrapping me.

"I'm not asking for sex. Can't I just want to suck my husbands cock? Close the door." She leaned back on her palms and lifted a brow. What was I going to do? Tell her no? With those lips glistening under the ceiling light. Yea, right. 

I went to the door and shut it...even turned the lock. "You went downstairs to find me just for this? If you get out of that bed again I'm going to tie you to it. It won't be fun either." When I was standing in front of her again, I reached out and ran my thumb over her lips.  

Caroline just lifted her brow as she reached out and pushed my slacks down. My cock was already at half mast when it bounced from it's confines right out in front of her face. The way her eyes widened...Then she was tugging softly on my balls and cock like a pro and I nearly lost it. "I won't, I promise." I didn't believe that for a second, nor did she believe I would actually tie her ass to the bed.

 "God...you're fucking beautiful." I reached down and touched her cheek.

She gave me a wicked smile then it all fell away. "Even down here?" The question was innocent. Got me going. And then her pink tongue lashed out, licking me long, her eyes rolled up to peak at me. "Mmm"

"Especially down there, baby." I sighed heavily when the tip disappeared into her mouth. Not a second was wasted. Caroline's back was arched, tiptoes grazing the carpet, breast swinging heavily under her robe as she sucked the soul out of me. "Mmm." My fingers tangled in her hair when she moaned beautifully, pulled back long enough to flick the head with her tongue.

When she took me into her throat, I groaned and my eyelids went heavy. She looked up at me, deeper and deeper, eyes starting to pool with tears. "Fuck," Lord in heaven. She shook her head, taking it, and her eyes slipped closed only to open up as tears ran down her cheeks. Then she gagged. "Son of bitch..." 

~Juliet~ 

I knew he would be pissed. The moment I told him the news, he went apeshit. Our little apartment was turned upside down and I just stood there, watching. Fucking perfect. "There are other ways.-" 

Those eyes that had been calm minutes before were now filled with a rage that truly terrified me. He was getting worse. Ever since he had learned that they had left the city. Now they were back and my only way of getting close to her had shit. "And you're going to fucking figure it out!" He snapped. 

Before I could promise him that I would, he was leaving through the front door. Like always. And like always I was the one figuring shit out. God...if only I could just leave. Leave him and run. How easy that would be. But it wasn't an option because I loved him. I would do anything for him. 

Which was why I had to figure something out. I decided not to go after him and instead think about how I could stay in with Caroline Specter. 

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I know it's be SO long! 

I was wondering if you guys could give me some name ideas for the twins. I am so excited for them! 

I hope you enjoyed! As always, leave your thoughts! 

Until next time, 

-Lu