Carrier

You Can't Save Everyone Part 1

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Liam's POV

A month has gone by since we had met Alexander and two weeks have gone by since the end of the tour. Ever since Alexander and the Donum's visit the lads have all been a little off. Zayn keeps peeking out the windows, and walking around the house at least three times a night as though he think somebody might just appear even with the security men that are always near by. Louis locks the windows and doors all the time and checks them constantly and has had some fancy alarm installed. Niall always randomly appears at our house at the most random of times or calls us as well. He has even showed up at three in the morning! Who does that?! 

Harry is probably the most noticeable. He clings to me in a way and our relationship has grown stronger since our talk with Alexander. He has woken up at night crying from nightmares and when I talk to him he shares with me his fears of having me ripped away and forced into a life like Alexander was forced to experience. I always hush him and try to give him comfort. Zayn and Louis always add in how security would never let that happen or how they would rip the balls off anybody that tried. This makes Harry laugh every time, for Louis always says it in a different way.

The twins love being home. They are always in awe of the new toys the boys always find in their toy boxes or some corner. They are more comfortable here, willing to try new foods, not so clingy to me, more eager to explore and letting us try new things with them. Both Luke and Jeremiah will take steps with our help and it makes me want to squeal and cry every time I see it. My babies are growing up so fast they're already ten months and it never ceases to blow my mind. It seems like just yesterday I was giving birth to them on the floor of some cabin in the middle of nowhere, something I made clear to the lads, Dr. Ada, and anybody else that will listen, would NEVER happen again. 

"Louis! I told you to do the dishes three hours ago!" Harry rages at Louis as he flies around the house cleaning it all up for when our guests, my family arrive.

"Sorry, love, I had to take a shower, eat, help dress the babies, get drool off my shirt, and clean up mashed potatoes that our oldest son decided to throw on the wall!" Louis replies irritably as he gives Jeremiah a pointed look as he bounces up and down in his walkey thing.

I sit on the couch unable to do anything under the lads orders. When I had mentioned my hips and back were bothering me this morning they wanted to hear nothing more, I am on relaxing duty the rest of the day. 

 Zayn is outside on the deck talking to Daniel about some security thing. Their backs are turned to me so I can't even see their facial expressions which is a little disappointing. 

"Harry, you could have said something to me. I would have done the dishes," I offered feeling like a bum for sitting here while the lads all rush around cleaning the house and taking care of the babies.

"I don't think so mister. You're relaxing, taking the weight off your poor swollen feet and aching back. How are you feeling? Did she shift positions yet?" Harry replies coming over to me and leans over the couch kissing my cheek as he places his hands on the sides of my belly rubbing the stretched skin there and getting an immediate response from our daughter.

"She has a little. It's not so much pressure on my hips. Still uncomfortable, but I think the rest of the pregnancy is going to be like this, which I hope isn't too much longer," I sigh resting my head on Louis' shoulder watching as Harry rubs my tummy.