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As Isabel and Wesker's lips made contact they were startled with an "Oh yuk!" from behind. The young woman went into a fit of giggles as she untangled herself from her husband.

"Alright Rosalie we know your thoughts on the matter, now go play." Isabel stated lying back next to Wesker. After a moment he rearranged her so that his wife's head rested on his arm, using him as a pillow.

"It's amazing we were able to conceive two more children." The blonde stated looking at his love. Isabel chuckled as she inched closer to his warm body.

"Wait till she goes boy crazy and sees what fun they can be."

Wesker looked down at his wife before he growled out his response. "If any member of the opposite sex even looks at my daughter in an inappropriate way I will be the last thing he sees."

"Sweet heart, our daughter is going to grow up, fall in love, get married, and make us grandparents. You're just going to have to get use to the idea. I just hope she doesn't do things as backwards as I did. At least for her boyfriends sake." She looked back at him.

"You wish we were married when Rosalie was born?"

"Albert after so many years you should know the wedding band and last name mean nothing to me. My parents were married and that meant nothing in the end. What does matter is that you are right here right now. That our six year old and our three year old know their father and that I'm carrying your twins."

"You mean I didn't have to marry you? Why didn't you tell me before this?" Wesker smiled into her green eyes.

Isabel answered my smacking his chest lightly though she smiled back. "I had a most amusing dream this afternoon. Do you want to hear it?"

"Since you rarely dream I am interested when you do."

"Well I walked into the kitchen and your back was towards me, when you turned around you were pregnant…"

"What?" Isabel chuckled again at the look of pure horror etched onto her husband's features. Putting a finger to his lips silencing him she continued her story.

"Then we went to Rebecca's and Carlos, Leon and Chris were pregnant, too."

"Do you hate all men or just the ones in your life?" Wesker eased Isabel off his arm and sat up. Getting to his feet the blonde man reached down to lift Isabel to a standing position. Once on her feet, she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist and grimaced.

"Why are you soaked?"

"Your son thought it would be funny to turn the hose on me while Rosalie and I were discussing the fact she wanted to cut some roses to put in a vase."

"Hmm… I wonder where he got that devilish streak." Isabel's eye had a mischievous glint to them as she smiled at her husband.

"I believe his mother would be the one to blame for that." Wesker raised a brow at her implication it was his fault.

"I'm sure you're right." She paused a minute, sobering some. "What do you want for supper?"

"Any thing you make is fine." Wesker kissed her forehead.

Isabel shook her head with a smile, and gave her mate a swift pat on the butt before walking towards the house to start the dinner preparations. As she was about to enter the building she turned back to Albert. "I'll leave you to separate them and get them washed up." She motioned to the children who were now rolling around on the grass.

"You know I put up with much from you." Wesker growled at his wife.

"And I you." Isabel spoke as she walked into the house

Wesker gave a slight smile at the retreating figure before turning back to his children.

"Daddy!" Liam exclaimed running to his father, a smile on his small face. Rosalie raced behind him. Wesker caught his son as the little boy leaped at him.

"Yes?" The blonde man looked down at the boy.

"You have to come play some more. Rosalie's it." He beamed at his father.

"She is?"

"Yup. I taggeded her. Now she's gotta chase us." Liam figured he'd better explain how the game was played since he wasn't sure if daddy knew or not.

"I have played this game before Liam." Wesker gazed down at his offspring.

Liam's eyes went wide at that. "Really?" He asked disbelief apparent in his tone.

"Yes, I was a little boy once." Wesker smiled down at the expression on his son's tiny features.

The idea that his father had been anything but a grown up was such a foreign concept to the three year old it took several moments for Liam to snap out of his shock. "You were a little boy?" Liam asked again.

"I was indeed." Wesker nodded as he heard soft sobs coming from inside the house. "I need to check on mommy and you two need to wash up for dinner." Wesker sat the boy back on his feet and ushered both children into the house and towards the bathroom. Once they were well on their way he headed towards the kitchen to find Isabel sobbing hard into her hands.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" He asked, going over and placing his arm around her.

"I can't find my wedding and engagement rings." Came the mumbled response. "I put them on the ring holder over the sink to do dishes this morning and I guess I forgot to put them back on." Her shoulders shook as she began to sob again.

"They have to be here." Wesker rubbed at her back. "Did you check your jewelry box?"

"Yes, and the bathroom, my dresser, the night stand, I even checked my purse. What am I going to do if I can't find them?"

The former S.T.A.R.S. captain suppressed the small smile that wanted to form on his lips. For someone who had just proclaimed the wedding ring didn't mean anything, his wife was extremely upset about not finding them. "We'll find them. I'll take the garbage disposal apart. The rings may have just fallen in there. Why don't you order some Chinese for dinner while I do that?"

Isabel nodded giving one last sniff, and going to call in the order. The blond man went to find his tools, and began working on the sink, hoping that for his wife's sake, he found the missing rings there. Once the food was ordered, Wesker's mate walked back into the kitchen. "I'll get the kids ready and we'll go pick the food up."

"Don't bother. Just leave them here." Wesker didn't move from under the sink.

"Are you sure?" You're busy." She eyed his feet though he did not see.

"Yes. Rosalie and Liam are upstairs watching that pokemon show." He could hear the protagonist talking to one of his little creatures.

"Alright, I'll be as quick as I can." Isabel grabbed her purse and headed out of the house to her van.

Wesker took the plumbing under the sink apart piece by piece thoroughly checking everything. He heard Liam walk into the kitchen a few moments before his little face appeared under the sink inches from his father's. "Daddy, what are you doing?"

"Looking for your mother's wedding and engagement rings." Wesker sighed a he fitted the last piece of the sink back into place.

"How come? She put them in that cleaning stuff yesterday before dinner."

"Are you sure?" The blond looked at his son who answered with a simple nod. Sweet Pea having followed her boy down stairs proceeded at that moment to crawl onto Wesker's chest and lick at his chin.

"Take her out side." Wesker pushed at the scrap of fur in annoyance. Sweat Pea whined a little before going over to Liam and licking at his face and ears, causing the young boy to giggle. It was a few moments before the pup finished and Liam led her outside.

Watching to make sure Liam lead the animal outside, Wesker finally got up and washing his hands in the sink before going to his and Isabel's bathroom to check her jewelry cleaner. There, lying in the bottom of the container, were the rings that had his wife so upset. Taking the cleaning brush he scrubbed at the rings then rinsed them under the tap before going to meet Isabel, who had just re-entered the house.

"Did you find them?" The woman before him asked nervously as Wesker entered the kitchen.

"Yes." He smiles at Isabel, and walking to where she stood slipped the rings onto her finger, much like he had done nearly six years ago. Once they rested where they were meant to be, he leaned in and gave Isabel a gentle loving kiss on her lips.

"Were they in the disposal?" The young woman asked, a smile in her eyes.

Wesker shook his head grinning. "Our son educated me to the fact they were in your jewelry cleaner."

"What? I could have sworn…" She glanced at the sink.

"If I remember correctly, you did almost the same thing when you were pregnant with Liam. You had everyone in the house looking for your car key and it was in your purse the whole time." Wesker's grin widened

Isabel leaned into her husbands embrace, relived she hand the only two material things that meant anything to her back. "I'm such an air head." She spoke into his chest.

"Only when you're pregnant." He chuckled squeezing her a bit tighter.

"It's all your fault you know." She didn't move from his arms as she replied.

"It's my fault you're an air head when you're pregnant?"

Isabel eyed her husband a moment before she finally spoke. "You know I hate it when you're logical while I'm in this condition."

Wesker chuckled again before kissing her forehead. "Go sit down and I'll get everything set out." He ushered her to a seat, which she took smiling at him. Once the young woman was settled, the former captain set out dishes and silver ware calling to his children to come join them.

"On my way back I saw some pretty nasty looking clouds, I think it may storm." Isabel light conversation while she awaited their children.

Wesker's reply was cut off by what sounded like a stampede coming down the living room steps. In an instant, the kitchen was filled with two very hungry children and one very nosey little golden retriever, sniffing at everything.

"You took forever, I'm starved." Liam looked at his mother solemnly.

"I'm sorry." Isabel looked down at her little angel.

"It's okay." Liam climbed up on his seat.

"I'm glad." His mother couldn't help but smile at her son; he was so serious about the whole thing.

"Did you get sesame chicken?" Rosalie piped up taking her seat as well.

"It's this one." Wesker picked up a box, knowing what it was by smell. Opening it up, he dished some out for the girl, while Isabel took care of Liam's Kung pao chicken. Once the kids where taken care of, their parents served themselves and began eating. Dinner was uneventful for the most part and soon the rare quiet was broken by requests to watch several different movies, all of them cartoons and all with the stipulation that both mommy and daddy watch too. Neither child lasted through the first movie and by the end of the credits Liam was soundly asleep on his mother's lap and Rosalie's head rested on her father's chest.

Isabel easily lifted her son and herself off the couch while Wesker picked Rosalie up, resting her head on his shoulder. As the blond man and his wife made it to the top of the stairs with their cargo, Wesker heard the first few drops of rain hit the ground and in the distance to far for Isabel to hear the thunder began. By the time both children were sound in bed, lightening had begun and the few drops had turned into a hard steady rain. Wesker, taking his wife's hand, silently lead her down stairs, as he began turning out lights on the way back to their bed room Isabel knew exactly what her husband had planned. Once back in their room, Wesker pulled Isabel close kissing her long and deep his hands trailing over her back pulling his woman as close to him as possible before breaking the kiss and pulling her shirt from her, dropping it to the floor. Soon the blond man was kissing at Isabel's neck and shoulders receiving little moans for his efforts, before she began to work at his shirt, finally removing it to run her hands over his chest. Wesker let a long deep moan of his own before working at her pants button. As he worked to remove Isabel's pants the first loud clap of thunder sounded, busy with what they where doing neither Wesker nor his lovely wife paid any attention until their bedroom door opened and Liam spoke. "Mommy, Daddy, I'm scared can I sleep in here?"

Both parents tensed immediately, Wesker's lips hovering just over his wife's bare breast. Meeting Isabel's gaze he could see silent laughter in her eyes, along with a small hint of annoyance. She quickly reached for her robe to cover her state of undress as Wesker turned to take care of their youngest child. Seeing the fear on the little boys face Wesker couldn't help his answer. "Alright." He sighed going to pick the child up thankful they hadn't gotten to his pants or that he hadn't had a full view of his mother because Wesker had been standing between them. Liam threw his arms around his father's neck with a relieved smile. While Wesker retrieved their son from the doorway Isabel grabbed her night gown and went into the bathroom to dress. Returning to her bedroom she found her son tucked into the center of the bed his father sitting next to him explaining about thunder and lightening. "Daddy said I could sleep in the middle." He brightened upon seeing mommy walk into the room.

"Well then I guess I get to snuggle with you." Isabel smiled at the youngest Wesker. Liam giggled at his mother as she got under the covers with him and pulled him into her arms.

As Isabel slipped into bed, Wesker slipped off to go change into his night clothes. While he was in the bathroom, Rosalie mad her appearance at the bedroom door with Sweet Pea. "I was worried about Liam being scared, so I went to check and he wasn't in his room."

"You can come sleep with us Rosalie." Liam patted the space next to him. The little girl didn't have to be told twice, picking up the puppy she headed towards the bed. Placing the furry creature on it before actually crawling up herself. It was as Rosalie was sitting next to Liam, in her father's spot, that Wesker came back into the bedroom. He immediately eyed the scrap of fur that had taken up residence at the foot of the bed like it belonged. Knowing it would be best to stay quiet lest he wish to sleep on the couch again, the blond went to the bed and nudging Rosalie over slipped under the covers. "Night daddy." Rosalie snuggled up to her father laying her head on his chest.

"Good night, sweetie." He replied waiting for Liam's good night as well; he didn't have to wait long. "Good night, daddy."

"Good night, buddy." He turned off the light as Isabel took his hand giving it a squeeze, which he returned before closing his eyes and drifting into a light sleep, the storm raging outside.