Who's the real you?

Chapter Sixty- Five

"Hannah, can you give me a hand with the twins please." Bill called out to his daughter.

"I can help, Bill."

Bill shook his head "It's okay, Channing. Your busy building that for the twins."

Channing didn't take it to heart that his future father in-law found an excuse not to have Channing's help. He shifted his attention back the easy to build play pen that Hannah had brought for the twins.

"Meredith." Hannah handed her daughter's phone "When I tell you to get off the phone, I want to you to get off the phone."

Meredith's eyes widen as she grasped her phone in her hand's.

"Outside." Hannah sighed.

Meredith let herself escape from the lounge room and into the backyard as she dialled her dad's number.

"You two, right?" Hannah was trying to find any excuse not to help her dad, she already knew what was going to happen.

Channing and Harley both nodded.

"Hannah." Bill calmly spoke as he picked up James.

Hannah twisted her gaze to her dad; she could see the look written all over his face. She felt like she was going to be in trouble as she picked up Delica.

Hannah followed her father upstairs to the twins room; she softly kicked the door closed with her foot.

"You said yes?" Bill hushed.

Hannah stayed quiet as she laid Delica down on the changing table.

"You are married, Hannah. Your husband is down the road. Or have you forgotten that your children's father is here?" Bill cradled James in his arms.

Hannah looked down at her baby daughter.

"How are you going to pull yourself out of this one?"

Hannah watched as Delica seemed oblivious to everything Bill was saying.

"I'm too old to look after four kids, Hannah."

Hannah sighed before carefully undoing the clips of Delica's onesie.

"You can't just ignore this."

That sentence had hit a nerve "Ignore it? Dad, How am I supposed to ignore this? I know I'm married. I'm also engaged. You know how hard it is to lie to a man I love?"

"Which man is that?"

Hannah stabbed a glance at Bill as she moved one hand to Delica's stomach "When I was a kid, you promised you'd do anything to protect me when mum died. This isn't protecting me, Dad."

"Don't you throw your mother into this. You created this mess."

"And who was the one who pushed me into Alytain's arms?" Hannah let her words hang in the air as she moved her attention back to her daughter on the change table.

Bill watched silently as Hannah changed Delica's nappy, he laid James down in his crib. "Do you know who the twins father is?"

Hannah buttoned up Delica's onesie as she looked up at her daughter's face "Their Channing's."

"Are you sure?"

Hannah still wasn't.

James squashed up his face as he prepared himself to cry, Bill noticed the cue. He picked up the baby and cradled the baby in his arms again.

"I don't know how your going to get out of this mess, Hannah."

Hannah picked up Delica, she turned her attention to Bill "The same way I did with everything else."

"This time you don't have Emmy."

Hannah laid Delica down in her crib "Surprised you didn't say, this time your famous."

Bill sighed "This is serious, Hannah."

"Oliver knows. He and I are working something out."

"And that is?" Bill questioned.

Hannah paused for a moment as Delica looked up at her mother.

"You better hope it's not messy, you better pray the kids don't get dragged into this. You've got to hope for a miracle that Channing walks away unscathed."