Arabella walked around the room slowly with little Marcus as he turned into her, seemingly happy to lie in arms over a crib. He was quiet as he slept, moving only from time to time in her arms. Arabella looked at Millie, "If they are this calm all the time. We are hardly going to have to do anything at all... I was wondering how Anastasia was keeping so calm while caring for the two of them most of the day alone."

Anastasia walked into the office with her husband and closed the door behind them. She pulled him into a deep kiss. Between the kids and everything else, the two of them rarely got time to their selves anymore. She broke it after a moment and smiled at him. She walked over to her desk as though nothing had happened and for the first time in months picked up her pen to work. She smiled, "As long as they don't become too spoiled, I'll be okay."