*** The next day, I was released from the hospital after contiuiously begging the doctors to let me go home and be in the comforts of my own surroundings; They agreed to let me go on the condition that I promised not do anything strenious or let my blood pressure get too high.
On the ride home, all I could think of was the joy of hearing my childrens' laughs and soft babbles of their innocence once again. "Let me get the door for you," Dean said, pushing the door back for me. "Thanks Dean," I smiled, Sam carrying the bags in behind me. "Thank God you're here!" I heard come from the dining room.
Around the corner came Bobby with the twins in his arms, "Take These."
I took the two from his arms, smiling as I cradled one each in my arms. "Were they good?"
"Excellent. I'm going home." Bobby shoved us out of the way and Dean followed him, dumbfounded. "Bob-Bob?" Buddy called as Bobby started out the door. "Aww, Uncle Bob.." Sam pried. "Later Bud!" Bobby called as the door shut behind him. "Hey uh, the kids?" Sam motioned.
Then I remembered.
I rushed to the door, "Bobby, wait!!" I was too late. Bob was out of sight and we had to go through with our parental duties for the afternoon.******
*** Late the night fell and the twins were down for the night, Sam and I could be alone at last...with the exception of Dean. "You're not supposed to do anything strenious, remember?" Sam said, a bit mockingly. "Sam, who says it'll be strenious?" I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too..we just had to be gentle.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course." And he kissed me, slowly running his hand up my leg, "Sam..."
He continued to kiss me and I fell back onto the bed, with him in my arms. He took his shirt off, tossing it aside. "Sam.."
"We haven't even started."
I closed my eyes and opened them again. "Then Sam, what are we waiting for?" ......
**************To Be Continued*********************
"We haven't even started."
