Brianna closed the curtains in the nursery, then walked over to Cedric's crib and fixed his blanket. She peered into Trevor's crib and smiled as she watched him peacefully resting. She jumped slightly as her husband quietly came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

 

"They had a long day today." Brianna whispered. Nick kissed her right cheek.

 

"I know, Brie. I just hope the photogs'll back off soon." Brianna moved his hands from her waist and moved away from him.

 

"'Hope they back off soon'?? Nick, what if it gets worse??" She walked out of the nursery, not wanting to disrupt the slumber of her infants.

 

"It won't get worse. I won't let it, I promise." he responded, following his wife downstairs and into the kitchen.

 

"You can't promise that. I know you can't control what they do, but-"

 

"But the longer we try to hide them, the worse it could get."

 

"I don't want them selling pictures of our kids! We haven't even taken our first family photo!"

 

"We can't stop them from taking photos of the kids forever, Brie." Nick told her, walking over and taking her hands in his. "But," He began as he guided her over to the couch in the living room. "I can call someone tomorrow and we can have our first family photos taken. Then we'll take it from there."

 

"But what if-"

 

"Please, Brianna, don't worry. I'll take care of you. All of you." He lightly kissed her on the lips. "I love you."

 

She hugged him tightly. "I love you, too."

 

 

~~~~~

 

 

"Stop calling here! We're NOT selling the photos!" Brianna yelled, slamming down the cordless phone on the couch. She picked up Trevor then shook him gently in her arms as he screamed, while Cedric lay quietly in the playpen. "Finally!" she exclaimed, having heard the front door open and shut. She walked over and leaned on the archway between the living room and den to greet her husband as he came home.

 

"Hey, baby!" Nick said with a smile. He walked over to his wife, who kissed him on the cheek before slightly adjusting the position of the child in her arms.

 

"Hey..." she trailed off, thankful that Trevor had stopped crying once he saw Nick.

 

"Let me take him..." Nick offered, putting his arms out to hold his son. He could tell Brianna was tired. She sat down on the couch and sighed deeply. "Are you okay?"

 

"Not really," she said, picking up the phone and resting it ontop of the couch, "That phone has been ringing all day. It stops for like, 45 minutes, then starts again. People -reporters -asking about the babies, about the photos, asking about stupid rumors, even a few asking about Aaron and Natalie! One of them even asked me a question about Paris!"

 

"Baby..." he sat down next to her after placing a now calm Trevor back in the playpen with his brother, "I'm so sorry. They shouldn't be calling here. I've been trying as hard as I can to keep them away from the house, but-"

 

"I know, Nick." she put her head on his shoulder. "Maybe we could all go out tomorrow. You, me, Aaron, and Natalie. With Cedric and Trevor. Natalie and I could bring the kids somewhere and we could all go for lunch or something."

 

"Sounds good to me. I'll call Aar later and ask if he and Nat are interested." Nick replied, kissing his wife on the lips. "I love you."

 

"I love you, too. I love our boys."

 

"Our family." he smiled.