We're Not Brothers

Chapter 20

Charlie's POV

~*Three years later*~

"Cassie! Ellie!" I call my babies from the living room.

"Daddy!" Casper cheers as he tackles my knees.

"Hi, Sweetie." I chuckle. I pick him up and set him on my lap. "Do you want to know something really cool?" I ask him in a low voice.

"Yeah!" He bounces.

"Okay, but we have to wait for Ellie and Papa to come." I chuckle.

Cameron walks in, holding Eleanora on his hip. "Hey, Baby." He kisses me as he sits next to me.

"Hi, Babe." I grin. "Ellie, do you wanna know something cool?"

"Yeah!" She cheers.

"Well, I'll give you guys three guesses, okay?" I look between my pups and husband.

"Pet!" Casper guesses.

"Nope!" I laugh. "We can, but that's not it."

"Poo." He pouts.

"We're getting..." Cam thinks hard. "A new car?" We'd been reduced to mine a few years ago, after his accident. But it was still working just fine, so we hadn't replaced it.

"Again, we can, but that's not it." I laugh. "Ellie? What's your guess, Princess?"

Ellie thinks hard as well, then gasps. She looks at my tummy. "More babies?!" She shrieks.

"That's right, Baby Girl!" I kiss her little head. "We're getting more babies!"

"Really?" Cam asks, his lips wobbling.

"Yep." I grin. "I noticed my aversion to sour cream coming back the other day." I smile at him.

"I wanna be baby!" Casper pouts.

"Oh my sweet boy." I hug him close. "You'll always be our baby, but you're going to be a big brother."

"Big brother?" He asks, his eyes big.

"That's right, Sweetie." I kiss his head. "You'll have to protect the babies, and your sister."

"That's right." Cam says, sniffling. "You and Ellie are going to be big siblings." He's grinning and crying.

"Papa sad?" Ellie asks softly.

"No, Baby." Cam says, kissing her forehead. "Papa is so happy, he can't hold it all in."

"Oh." Ellie says, relaxing into his arms.

Just then, my phone rings, showing Papa calling. "Hey, Papa." I answer the phone on speaker.

"Hey, Pup." Papa replies, sounding tired. "Would you mind looking after the young ones for a little bit? Between the triplets and Donovan, your dad and I are wiped out."

"Sure, Papa." I chuckle. "Though, you'll have to promise to return the favor in a year or so."

"What?" He yawns.

"Charlie's expecting some more pups." Cameron laughs.

"Oh, my Goddess!" Papa exclaims. "Congratulations, Pups!"

"Thanks, Papa!" I laugh. "Though I think, unlike Granddad and you guys, we'll be done after this. I don't need twenty year age gaps."

"Oh hush, you." Papa laughs.

"What are you laughing at?" I hear Dad's tired voice rasp.

"Your sons are picking on us and your dads for having large age gaps between pups." Papa laughs.