The Technicolor Phase

Part 69-Fireflies

Quick note: this is a month later so it's November. And idk why I titled this part fireflies. I just picked a random song title. Btw, yes I updated yesterday saying that Im gonna update on Sunday. Weeeeeeellllll I had more free time. THIS TIME I WILL WAIT TILL SUNDAY! So yeah sorry for the caps. Anyways, so yeah hope you enjoy this!

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[Adam's POV]

I walked through the front door with groceries. I closed the door with my foot and went to the kitchen and started unpacking. I put away: eggs, milk, cereal, bread, and ice cream and a bunch of other stuff. Anna walked in and leaned up against the doorway. I looked at her stomach. A bump was starting to form. A smile spread across my face. She has a doctors appointment later today and hopefully we'll be able to see if it's a boy or girl. I finished putting the groceries away and faced Anna. She smiled and I lightly kissed her. She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the spare room upstairs. In the beginning of the month we started working on the room. We have the baby crib and that's about it. I looked at her. She was happy. I put my arm around her shoulder, she leaned into me. Anna looked at me. Then she went downstairs. I looked at the room again. Then I heard something break down stairs and Anna yelled for me. I rushed down there. I stopped halfway in the kitchen and saw that a bowl had broken. Anna wasn't hurt.

"Anna hand me the broom please," I asked. She tossed me the broom and it hit me between my legs. I groaned and sank to my knees,"I said 'hand' not 'toss'"

Anna laughed. After a few minutes the pain went away and I cleaned up the broken pieces of the bowl. I looked at the clock, it blinked 2:30pm. Wow. I've been out since eight in the morning. So I've been gone for six hours.

"Anna you have your doctor appointment in thirty minutes! Come on we need to go," I said as I headed towards the door. I looked behind me and saw she wasn't following. I frowned and walked to her,"why aren't you coming?"

"I already went to the doctors. You were gone for so long, Adam. So I called Laura and she took me. I....we're gonna have twins. "

I let that sink in. We're going to have twins?! I smiled and hugged her.

"That's great! By the way, I'm sorry I was out so long. I promise I will never do that again, I stopped to talk to someone," I told her as I placed my hand on her cheek," so are we having boy, girl twins. Two girls or two boys?"

"Two boys. Identical twins, Adam. "

I smiled even bigger. I couldn't think of anything to say. Anna went to the couch and sat down. She held the notebook with the names.

[Anna's POV]

Adam sat next to me and we looked over the list of boy names again

Corey Young

Andrew Young

Jackson Young

Travis Young

Jamie Young

Elliot Young

Tristan Young

"It's so hard! I like Eliot, Jamie, Corey and Tristan" Adam said.

"Hey. I'm not having four kids Mr. Young."

He frowned and then smiled, "I know. But maybe we could-"

"No. I know what you're going to say and the answer is no. I think two kids is enough. How about the names Eliot and Jamie?" I said

"Sure," Adam replied. Then he looked away from me and looked at the floor.

I caught a glimpse of his face. Is he crying? I placed my hand on his shoulder. He looked up at me. Yep, he's crying.

"Honey why are you crying?"

"I....I talked to my parents while I was out. T....they said......" Adam couldn't finish his sentence. He started crying uncontrollably. I sat there and watched him. After three minutes he stopped and took a deep shaky breath," I'm sorry. They said that....that they knew they were going to die back in February. What I didn't know was that Jasper has been threatening them with nasty letters saying if they don't do as he says he'll hurt me. Which, to be honest, I don't see how he could hurt me again for the one millionth time."

"Don't be sorry. Um so to help you calm down could we sing Fireflies?" I suggested

"Yeah sure."

Then we started singing.

(A/N: I don't feel like putting the lyrics since everyone knows what the song lyrics are)

We finished singing. Adam smiled. I held his hand. Then he started singing meteor shower. I squeezed Adam's hand. My facial expression went blank. Adam looked at me with concern. I placed his hand on my stomach. His brow furrowed in confusion. Then he smiled and looked at me.

"Their kicking. I guess they like the songs," Adam stated jokingly.

"Yeah I guess so. Or they know their dad's voice."

Adam removed his hand and kissed my stomach. He looked up at me. I laughed. Sometimes he reminds me of the little five year old Adam. Adam sat up, got off the couch, and put a movie on.