The history book on the shelf is always repeating itself

What may the morning bring

The night was dreadful yet delightful at the same time. The "quadruplets" kept their mothers awake for most of the night. When one was finished feeding, it was the other's turn, and when the little monsters weren't hungry, they needed to be changed. It really was a challenge but the girls wouldn't change it for anything. In the other bedroom, the guys couldn't sleep but after an exhausting day, they finally succumbed to sleep when the clock struck midnight. When they woke up next, it was already morning. They couldn't believe they slept through the whole night when the girls obviously had their hands full. They looked at the clock and it was just past 8.00 AM. "Shit," thought Benny. "The kids are probably awake!" Björn only nodded as they rushed to get dressed and to the children, hoping they hadn't gotten to their mothers yet.

As soon as they opened the bedroom door, they could smell something delicious from the kitchen. They practically ran downstairs, and there in the kitchen stood Agnetha and Frida, making wonderful breakfast for the whole family. Björn walked to Agnetha, hugging her from behind while she flipped the pancakes. "Why didn't you wake me up, Honey," he kissed her neck sensually. "I could have helped with Linda and everything else, you need to rest baby." Agnetha chuckled lightly. "I'm just fine darling. No need to worry about me, we'll do it together. We won't mess it up like we did back then," she replied. "Just know you can always count on me and don't overwork yourself Anna," added Björn, looking deeply in her beautiful blue eyes, kissing her soft lips. She returned the kiss, loving every second of it. Their attention was soon stolen by their little bundles of joy that were ready to be fed once again. It was exhausting for Agnetha and her breasts were already beginning to feel sore. She signed, knowing it will get better with time. Björn occupied his time with feeding Linda who was a little jealous of her baby siblings getting so much attention. She wasn't yet two years old but as long as she still had her parents for herself too, she was happy to share them with her siblings. Meanwhile on the other side of the kitchen, Benny walked towards Frida, turning her around so she was facing him. He kissed her passionately. "Don't ever scare me like that," said Benny once they parted. "What did I do?" wondered Frida, she really didn't know what had Benny worried. "You should be in bed, not here cooking for a fool like me!" exclaimed Benny kissing her again, holding her close to him. Frida laughed, "I'm completely fine Benny, don't worry about me. You two guys were sleeping and seemed so tired, we didn't have the heart to wake you, and the kids have just woken up, we didn't do much yet really." "And you are not tired?" questioned Benny, already knowing the answer. "Yesterday must have been exhausting and I doubt either of you slept a wink with these four little monsters!" added Benny, playfully tickling their little ones' bellies. They let out sounds of delight, happy to feel their father nearby. Frida smiled at Benny, pulled him closer to her and kissed him lovingly. Their little ones really couldn't have a better papa.

The breakfast was soon consumed and the whole family as gathered in the living room. "So, what are their names?!?!" exclaimed a very curious Lise-Lotte. Frida and Benny looked at each other and then at the kids. Everyone was excited to find out the names already, they had to wait the whole night after all. "ems! ems! ems!" exclaimed Linda. It was so cute she still couldn't say many words but this was her way of saying names. Agnetha burst into laughter. While Björn tried to console his now frowning, even though very cutely, daughter. Agnetha took her in her arms, "oh, baby I didn't mean anything bad. Love you little one," she kissed Linda on her forehead, pressing kisses all over, making her giggle. Frida smiled at the scene and turned back to the kids. "So do you want to know your siblings and cousins' names?" she asked them, looking at Agnetha who just smiled back at here. It really was something special. Something they never imagined happening the first time around.

Frida and Benny placed the twins in Hélene and Lotta's arms while Hans and Peter stood close behind them. "This little one, that Hélene is holding is your little brother Claes and this precious little girl Lotta's holding is your sister Synni. "Like mormor Synni?" asked Lotta. "Yes, just like mormor," answered Frida, couple tears spilling from her eyes. The name just seemed right for their daughter, and she could honour her mother that way too, always carrying her close. Hans hugged his mama. "It's ok to cry mommy, I wish she was here too," Frida hugged him tight, she was grateful for the wonderful family she had, despite everything she could proudly say she had a wonderful family. She may have never remembered her parents but she had her kids and her wonderful fiancé by her side. They were engaged once again and she just couldn't wait to get married. If she'd have to wait for another four years like the last time around it would positively kill her. She was ready like never before her happiness could be seen from the sun. She was shining so brightly that the word love could have been written on her face and wouldn't be any more obvious. She turned to Benny and hugged him as he kissed her cheek holding her lovingly in his arms. "Drumroll please," exaggerated Björn fond of dramatics. The other three pretended to play the drums while the kids looked at him in wonder. "These little ones," he pointed to the babies in Agnetha and his arms "are your cousins. And your brother and sister," he said, looking pointedly at Linda when he said the last part. "This little guy here is Jan and this little girl here is Emma," the kids smiled and soon went to play, realising that the babies couldn't do much just yet. He and Agnetha had talked a lot about names and both liked them. It was a bit hard to even suggest Emma as he already had a daughter with the name but that wasn't the real reason. He and Agnetha always planned to name their daughter, if they ever had another after Linda, Emma but Björn stupidly stole the name, when he and Lena welcomed their first daughter. Now he realised that he was just trying to hold on to something that reminded him of Agnetha, those truly were miserable years and even decades. His daughters were the only bright light that was keeping him there. This time around they chose right. Surprisingly Anna was the one who suggested the name, she understood their situation and was ready to overcome every obstacle. The family enjoyed the afternoon together happened growing and growing as love and good music filled the air.