It has been 2 weeks since Tim has died and 1 week since his funeral. Everything was finalized and fully in her name... The house, The truck, the life insurance and the funds for the kids.
None of it felt real... walking into the kitchen and seeing his favorite snack on the counter or his protein shakes in the fridge in the same spot that he left them... The bathroom was the worst spot as her toothbrush now set alone and the shower felt empty with only her stuff in it.
They tell you it gets easier and in this very moment Lucy would tell you that that's a lie. Lucy had not gotten all of time stuff out because she just couldn't do it herself.
John and Bailey were over helping her finish completely setting up for the twins. John sighed when he saw all of Tim's stuff still sitting in her room. He looked at Lucy as she was sitting on the couch staring outside "Lucy... do you want me to box his stuff up and take it to the garage?"
She nodded "Please and could you throw away those stupid protein shakes" she said chuckling with a cry "I just can't do it myself"
Bailey went over and hugged her softly "We will do that. Lucy I can't even imagine how hard all of this so anything we can do for you we will"
John agreed and Lucy nodded "I don't want his office changed and nothing from the living room moved and I don't want his closet and dresser touched but everything else can go"
"Okay and what about his truck? Do you plan on driving it or should I get it ready to sit there" Lucy shook her head "I will drive it. It's the one things besides the twins of him that I have"
John nodded going to do what she needed and Bailey looked at her again "Is everything in the babies rooms how you want it?" She nodded "Yes thank you... Tim and I were supposed to finish it together but..."
"He died Lucy... its okay to be sad and talk about it. It's not like he left you on purpose" Bailey said and it made Lucy realize that she did need to stop hiding her feelings.
L: Bailey I'm scared. I know I have everyone around me to help with the babies but I wanted Tim. I wanted to see him become a dad and now he'll never know them
Lucy and Bailey talked for hours about how she will be okay and how she really felt. At the end of the conversation Lucy looked up at her "Bailey... my water just broke"
They rushed to the hospital and called Genny and Angela to meet them there. After hours of labor the twins were here. Angela looked at Lucy as she was holding one of the twins "He looks just like Tim. What is his name"
Lucy chuckled at what she said "Timothy Michael Bradford Jr" *pretend that's his middle name* Angela laughed "Perfect. He's definitely a Timothy"
A tear slipped down her cheek as she looked down at Aurora "He really does look like him. They both do. Aurora looks a lot like both of us"
~5 years later~
"Timothy Michael get over here" Lucy said chasing the Tiny toddler through the station
"Angewaaa" the tiny blood headed blue eyed boy screamed throughout the station running into his aunt Angela.
Angela laughed and picked the little boy up "Hi Timmy what are you doing?"
Lucy smiled "He wanted to see Daddy's picture on the wall"
Angela smiled "I'll take him. Where's Aurora?"
