With an advancement from work and some loans from friends who took pity, Alexis manages to buy a run down little shack on the outskirts of town.
Its cramped, its dirty, half the lights don’t work, but it has interior heating and three bedrooms. And thats all she needs. Its a roof over the head of her children, and away from the memories of Hassim and Amaya. She can move on now.
She isn’t quite due yet, but as soon as the last box is unpacked she feels the first of her labour pains. Lovely timing, kiddo.
Late in the night, she brings home twin babies, Bayrose and Beacan.
Blaine didn’t know his new siblings would be twins, but the news makes him happy. He looks forward to being a big brother.
Alexis was looking forward to holding her new children, but once they’re home she feels nothing. So joy, and no sadness. Just numb. She goes through the motions, feeding them and holding them like she did with Blaine. But with Blaine she felt an immense joy every time he smiled at her. Some nights she loved nothing more than to watch him falling asleep, but all her twins do is cry and scream. She doesn’t feel angry, but she feels nothing for them either.
The worst part is how one twin seems to scream the loudest whenever she’s holding the other. It’s as if they can feel when her attention is on the other and hate her for it.
“Bayrose please, I’ll give you your bottle in just a second! Please stop crying! You’re going to wake Blaine up!”
She doesn’t want to think that her feelings towards her babies is influenced by the identity of their father, but maybe... Bayrose has his bright green eyes, and Beacan has his dark skin. Every time she looks at them she has no choice but to think of Hassim, and the time they spent together.
The twins were born on the eve of Snowflake Day, so even with the long night taking care of them, Alexis has a party to host, and an eldest son to hug.
Blaine was more than happy to consider the new babies as his Snowflake day gift, but Alexis surprises him with a new mini-stove. She wasn’t expecting a bonus this year since she’s still so low in the company, but maybe they took pity on her situation. Either way, she woke up this morning to a 600 simoleon bonus, enough to fix the rest of the electricity in the house and get her son a gift.
Snowflake Day is generally a day for family, so only two guests arrive for Alexis’ party. Jane was Alexis’ old partner, who left the force upon her marriage and is now expecting their baby. She’d be with her husband today, but word on the street is they’re having a fight.
She doesn’t want to talk about it.
Eduardo GilsCarbo is Alexis’ current partner. He’s a sweet man, if a little awkward. He isn’t at home following his divorce from his wife Carlotta.
Blaine knows Eduardo’s son from school. The kid’s a weirdo, even by Blaine’s standards. Now he knows where the poor boy gets it from.
Surprisingly enough though, Eduardo does seem to know the proper way to pick up a baby, and even offers to give the twins their bottles while Alexis is organizing the gifts.
Blaine gets two interesting looking dolls, while the twins don’t get any gifts. Deciding his new mini-stove is enough, he stops by his siblings’ nursery after the party to present them with the dolls. That way they have something to remember their first Snowflake Day by.
Every good thing Blaine does for his siblings just makes Alexis feel worse. She really should have bought them a doll for Snowflake Day. Or even some nicer wall paper for the nursery. Anything! Instead she just feeds them, changes them, and then heads to bed.
The boy with his mother’s dark purple hair gasps for breath, leaning back against the stone wall in exhaustion. “It’s no use, that fence is made out of enchanted steel or something. I can’t break it.”
“So then we’re trapped.” The girl next to him answers.
The girls sniffles, trying to hold back tears and with a groan of effort, the boy moves to kneel in front of her. “Hey now, Rose. No more crying. That won’t help any.”
“Nothing’ll help, Beacan.” She points out flatly. “Mom doesn’t care, she won’t find us. And Blaine’s too busy putting his girlfriend back together. No one is even going to notice we’re gone. We’re going to rot here and die unless he decides to let us out.”
“-I’m- not going to let you die.” Beacan smiles. “And neither will our mom, or Blaine. They love us, and they’ll find us.”
She looks away from him, obviously not believing him. “And if they don’t find us?”
“Then we’ve still got each other’s backs. We always do.”
It’s 2 in the morning when Blaine wakes up from his nightmare. He heads straight to his siblings’ room, walking back and forth in front of their cribs, reaching through the bars to hold his little sister’s hand and looking at the little tufts of purple on his little brother’s head. This was another vision, and its something he isn’t going to be able to stop. His siblings are going to be in danger one day, and he won’t be able to help them.
He can’t get back to sleep, so instead he ventures out into the cold night... and starts building.
By morning, he’s made quite the army.
Poor Blaine. : (
But hey, Bayrose and Beacan are quite the lookers, eh?