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The Twins

"Leave me alone..."  Bea whispered. You can't get rid of your doubt, kid. "Please..."  Bea whispered. Sawyer flew up to her. "I'm fine,"  Bea said. Sawyer gave a weird look. "I am!"  Bea said. Iris entered. "What?"  Bea said. "You need a distraction for whatever's going on..."  Iris motioned around Bea's head. "Here. So you're babysitting two kids tomorrow. Twins,"  "What?"  Bea sat up straight. She doesn't love you. She gets you into things without you knowing.              "Iris, why-"  "You'll thank me later," Iris said, leaving the room. Bea groaned. Babysitting? Little kids? What was Iris thinking? She could barely remember to feed Sawyer! Bea sat up, realizing that Sawyer's feeder was empty. 

The next morning Bea followed Iris to an apartment building. She knocked on the door. It was answered by a little girl with red hair and dark brown eyes. "Hi!" she said, cheerfully. "Hi..."  Bea said. "I'm Jill,"  "Bea,"  "Hi!"  A man walked over. He had the same red hair as Jill. "I'm Mr. Wells, the twins' father. And you're Bea?"  "Yeah. Daughter of Captain Hook. Oracle. Attitude problem,"  Mr. Wells laughed. "I'll be back in about two hours. Emergency numbers are on the fridge,"  "Um, okay,"  Bea said, giving Iris a tiny death glare. "Wait you said twins, right? Where's the other one?"  "I'm here!"  a boy about Jill's size hopped over. "I'm Jack!" "Wait..." Bea said. "Yes, they're the infamous Jack and Jill," Mr. Wells said. Bea remembered where she lived. Storybrooke. Where the Evil Queen was mayor and her girlfriend's mom was Cruella Deville. "Well, see you!" Mr. Wells hurried off. "I should go too,"  Iris said, walking away. Bea looked at the twins. What should she do? "Who's that?"  Jill suddenly said, in excitement, pointing to Sawyer. "Um, Sawyer. He's my pet parrot,"  Bea said. Wait...are you falling for this? You think you can do this? Shut up or I'll think of happy things you annoying doubt thought. Silence. Bea missed having silence in her head. "He's soooo cute" Jill said. "Do you want to hold him?" Bea asked. Jill nodded excitedly. Bea touched Sawyer's head lightly, telling him to fly. Sawyer flew onto Jill's head. Jill giggled. Bea smiled slightly. "So, what do you want to do?"  Bea asked. The twins shrugged. Bea tried to think of the things she and Neal did in New York when she was little.  "Um...how about we do hide-and-seek?"  Bea asked. The twins started jumping up and down in excitement. "Okay. I'll count to twenty. You go hide,"  The twins ran off. Bea smiled. She got this. Bea quickly counted to thirty. "I'm coming..."  Bea said. She immediately heard Jill's giggles. Bea smiled and lifted up a few couch cushions. "Found you, Jill," Bea said. Jill giggled again.  "Okay, help me find your brother,"  Bea said, smiling. "Okay,"  Jill said, still giggling. Jill's giggle was light, bubbly and full of joy. Bea giggled too. Bea had forgotton the last time she was so happy. "Bea? Aren't we seeking? Why are you just standing there?"  Jill asked. "Hmm? Oh! Sorry! Yes, let's seek,"  Bea and Jill looked through the house. Jack didn't show up. Bea started to worry a bit. Where was Jack? You lost the kid you were watching. I told you that you couldn't do it. Jack's probably in danger now, because of you. "Bea? Are you alright? You're breathing fast,"  Jill said. Bea realized she was hyperventalating. Jack was gone. Jack was gone because of her. It was all her fault. "Bea, I'm here!"  Jack jumped out of a closet, that Bea swore that they checked. "Jack! Are you alright?" Bea asked. "I'm fine. I just kept chaning my hiding spot,"  Jack said. Bea gave a sigh of relief. Jack was okay. "Do...do you want lunch?"  Bea asked. Jill and Jack nodded. Bea smiled. She usually hated little kids. But these...these kids were different. 

Mr. Wells returned sooner than Bea felt like he told her. "Daddy!"  the twins ran over  and hugged Mr. Wells. "Bea's amazing! She has a parrot named Sawyer and her favorite food is tacos and her girlfriend likes cats and-"  "It sounds like you like Bea a lot,"  Mr. Wells said. "We love her!"  Jack said. Mr. Wells looked at Bea and smiled. "Jack, Jill can I talk to Bea in private for a moment?"  he asked. Jack and Jill nodded and ran off. "Thank you,"  Mr. Wells said. "It's my job,"  Bea said. "It's been hard...since their mom died...I've been working a lot and I want the twins to be happy...and with the new Dark One, it's just been hard...really hard,"  Mr. Wells sighed. "Oh...I bet....I'm really sorry. When my papa died I was heartbroken...I understand. If there's anything I can do, tell me,"  "Um, acutally, can you sit the kids tomorrow again? I have to work late,"  "Of course. And don't bother paying me. It's fine. These kids...I don't know if Iris told you, but I've been struggling a lot lately, and these kids...I feel like I need them more than they need me," Mr. Wells smiled. "Thank you, again,"  he said. "No,"  Bea said. "Thank you,"