Jugheads PoV
Me and Betty had just woken up in our apartment it was six o'clock in the morning we were just snuggling when there was a knock at the door.
B-Oh god who could that be?
J-Your mom.
B-Just get the door please.
I sighed, got up and walked over to the door. I opened it slowly to make sure it wasn't some early morning killer. I looked out and there was nothing, no one so I just closed the door until I heard cries.
J-Babe you okay?
B-Yeah who's crying?
J-I don't know.
I opened the door again and looked down to see two baby's.My eyes widened I was shocked I had no clue what to do.
J-Betty we may have a problem.
B-What? What happened?
J-I-uh-I'm not-uh really sure-I-uh-I don't know.
She walked out side as I picked up the little bassinet they were in and set it down on the table.
B-What's that?
She says while I was picking one of the baby's up.
J-They were at the front door with a note.
B-What does it say?
J-I dunno read it.
She picked up the note and the boy baby we both cradled them in our arms as they were crying.
B-It says "Please take care of my babies."
J-Oh so what are we gonna do with them?
B-I guess I'll call social services.
J-No!
B-What?
J-We can't I have a feeling we were meant to have these babies and they were left here for us. I used to be in and out of foster homes and it was horrible.
She raised and eyebrow and thought for a moment.
B-So what we just keep them.
J-Yes maybe.
B-Jug I don't know even though they are...awww they're so cute but.
She stopped talking and looked down at the baby and kissed his head.
J-Come on we can do it we've got a spare room and some savings we can turn that room into a nursery in a week.
B-Yeah okay.
J-Really?
B-Yes.
She said and finally gave in it was crazy how a knock on the door can change so much.
