It's Time (a Green Day Fanfic Sequel)

Chapter 10 - Taking Care

"Yep, it's definitely the chicken pox. No need to worry though." The pediatrician, Dr. Wallace, explained. We set up an appointment as soon as we could to get a doctor's opinion on the matter and we were right. Oh boy, this should be fun. "Zoe's will go away faster because she got them first, but Cole with follow soon behind. No scratching, use the ointment and a warm bath should help."

"Thanks doc." Billie said, picking up Zoe. I picked up Cole and we left the office. "I have a confession."

"What?" I asked, strapping him in his car seat and getting in the passenger seat.

"I've never had the chicken pox." He turned on the ignition and I just smiled at him.

"You're so adorable. Don't worry. You'll be fine." I took his hand and kissed it. "I'll take care of you."

"I like the sound of that." He smirked and pulled out of the parking lot.

5 days later

"Cammy! Cammy!" Billie called from our room.

"One sec!" I called back. "Alright, baby. Mommy has to go see what daddy needs, I'll be right back." I kissed Zoe on the cheek and glanced over at Cole who was sleeping peacefully in his crib.

I left the nursery, leaving the door open just a jar, and went to go see Billie. I opened the door and found him lying like a star fish on the bed, naked.

"Billie, I told you to keep your clothes on. You need to sweat out the fever." I scolded as I picked up his pajamas that he had thrown on the floor.

"But then you can't take care of me properly." He smirked at me and turned his head to look at me. "I didn't think you meant actually take care of the sick me, I thought you meant you would 'take care of me'."

"Billie Joe Armstrong, I will not have sex with you in this state you horny fucker." I laughed. "Now come on. Put these back on." I made him sit up and put his shirt on.

"This is the exact opposite of what I wanted." He said grumpily. "After months of no sex and we finally do it. But then I have to go and get sick, causing you not to have sex with me." He stood up and I put his pants on him.

"I'm sorry, babe. I want it too, but you'll just have to wait." I pulled back the covers on the bed and patted the side he sleeps on. "Now come on, you need to get some rest."

"Fine, but will you nap with me?" He crawled into bed and I tucked him in and kissed his burning forehead.

"Of course. Now mommy just has to check on the twins before she can come back and take a nap with daddy." I said in the voice I use with the babies.

"Huwwy back mommy." He said as I walked out of the room.

In the nursery, the twins were both sleeping. Good, now I can take a rest of my own. I've been taking care of my three babies for 5 days straight, Billie being more of a hassle than the twins. Luckily, their spots are fading so they won't be sick for much longer. I'm guessing only a couple more days. I left the nursery and went back to Billie. He was sleeping too. I really didn't feel like sweating right now so I decided to take a nap downstairs on the couch. And that's where I went.

Just as my head hit the couch cushion, there was a knock on the front door. Great. I sprung up and got there as fast as I could to prevent the noise from waking the babies. It was Tre and Mike.

"Hey guys, now's not a good time." I said. "The babies are sleeping."

"What about Billie?" Tre asked.

"I said the babies are sleeping didn't I?" Mike snickered and Tre finally understood.

"He'll kill you for that you know." Mike said, stepping in.

"If he could get out of bed. He seems to only be able to just so he can take off his clothes and throw them on the floor."

"Well, we can hang out with you instead." Tre said, closing the door behind him. "So how are you feeling?"

"Tired. 5 days guys. I'm only one person and this work is exhausting. Chicken pox are not fun." We were making our way into the living room but I stopped them in the doorway. "You guys have had them before right?"

"Of course." They said in unison.

We hung out for a couple hours before we heard screaming from upstairs. I sighed and started to get up but felt a hand pull me back down on the couch.

"You stay here, we'll take care of the twins." Mike said. "You just worry about Beej."

"Thank you."

"No problem. Let's go Tre." With that him and Tre got up and and went to tend to the babies.

I finally laid my head down on the pillow and closed my eyes. I don't know how long I slept for but it wasn't long enough. I woke up to Mike calling my name. I groaned and dragged myself off the couch and up the stairs to the nursery. There I found Mike standing there looking at Tre's elbow.

"What is is?" I asked, walking closer to them.

"Tre hasn't had chicken pox before." He held out his arm and sure enough, there was a spot. I shook my head and chuckled.

"What am I going to do with you?"

"Take care of me!" Tre exclaimed with glee, throwing his arms over my shoulders.

"Oh no you don't. You have you're own wife to take care of you." Mike intervened and pulled Tre off of me. "She's got enough to deal with already. Now come on, let's get you home." He dragged Tre down the stairs and out of the house, saying goodbye as he passed me.

I glanced around and saw the twins were sleeping again. I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 10 pm. Time for me to go to bed. I grabbed my pillow and a blanket from the hall closet and decided to sleep on the couch.

I set up camp and just collapsed down, falling asleep instantly as my head hit the pillow.