We're Not Brothers

Epilogue

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 excitedly.

"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 happily. "Ellie, do you wanna know something cool?"

"Yeah!" She cheers, just as excited as her brother.

"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, crossing his little arms as his cheeks puff out. Cam says he takes after me, looking like an adorable chipmunk when he gets upset. I don't see it.

"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, enjoying this little game. "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 happily. "I noticed my aversion to sour cream coming back the other day." This surprise was definitely worth it.

"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, turning to him with concern in her eyes.

"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, though he's still crying happily.

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

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