He pulls into the parking garage, yawning as he puts the car into park. He turns the key, and the engine falls silent. He unbuckles his belt, and opens the car door. He slips his keys into the pocket of his carpenter pants. He is exhausted, and uncharacteristically casual in dress. He wears a flannel shirt, with a white t-shirt underneath, and a pair of carpenter pants. His feet are protected by a pair of boots. He opens the rear driver's side door, and tosses a pair of bags onto his right shoulder. He crawls into the backseat, and removes a car seat. He closes the door, and walks around the back of the car. He balances the car seat in his left hand as he uses his right to open the rear passenger side door. He lifts a second car seat out, and places it on the ground. He closes the door quickly, and quietly and presses the key fob in his pocket. The doors lock, and he lifts the second car seat off the ground. He slowly moves towards the elevator, only to find that it is out of order. He groans inwardly, and heads for the stairs.

By the time that he reaches his destination he is tired, and cranky. His full facial hair makes his lip sweat. He stops in the hallway, and looks at the door. He suddenly realizes that he doesn't have keys to get inside. He taps the door with his foot. He hears movement inside. He sees someone stop in front of the peep hole. He exhales, and realizes that he has to announce his presence, as she can only see his bearded face.

"It's me, please let me in. I have a present for you. Actually I have two. Alexis, please."

He hears the door being unlatched. The door pulls open, and Alexis stares at him blankly. He doesn't argue with her, he simply pushes past her into the apartment. He makes a beeline for the living room, as she stands in the doorway with a blank look on her face. He places two sleeping babies on the coffee table. He places his bags on the floor. Alexis finally turns around, and closes the door. She folds her arms across her chest, and approaches him slowly. She furrows her brow.

"I haven't heard from you in months. You just left, and now here you are with a couple of babies. What the hell is going on?"
"Have a seat."

"Why are you dressed like a lumberjack?"

He shrugs, "It is soothing to the babies."

"And the beard?"

"It's a new look that I am going for," he answers.

"You could have called."

"Alexis, I am sorry. I am sorry for everything. Most of all I am sorry that I hurt you."

"Dad what is going on? Why are you here all of a sudden?"

"I need to tell you something," he admits.

She looks at the twin babies sitting on their coffee table. She tilts her head, and locks eyes with her father.

"I have a feeling there are a lot of details that I am missing from this scenario."

"I didn't have a choice," he begins.

"I have no frame of reference."

"Kate wanted to be able to live a normal life. I wanted that too."

"What are you saying?" She furrows her brow.

"Kate faked her own death."

"So she's not dead?"

He breaks eye contact.

"Dad?!"

"She faked the car accident. I went along with it. We left town. We went somewhere that no one would look for us. She wanted to bring them into this world, safely."

"She was pregnant?!"

"Yes," he nods in confirmation.

"Why did you lie to all of us?"

"It is complicated."

"Where is she now?"

"Buried in a cemetery somewhere in the Appalachian mountains."

"What are you talking about?"

"She died from complications of childbirth."

"I don't understand. People don't die during childbirth anymore," she argues.

"She had blood loss, and her blood pressure plummeted. She went into a fatal arrhythmia, and their efforts to resuscitate her failed," he answers in a very clinical manner.

"I am so sorry."

"Me too."

"Now you're here?"

"I don't know how to move forward, but I have no choice. There are two brand new babies who need me to take care of them."

She looks at the babies. One of them begins to stir. Instinctively she removes the baby from her car seat. Once the baby is in her arms she opens her eyes widely.

"Hello," she greets the little girl.

"Beckett Victoria. Kate agreed to let me name her. We were going to name her Adeline Victoria."

Alexis smiles, and shifts her glance toward the second baby who is still sleeping soundly in her car seat.

"And what about her?"

"Camille Katherine. Camille was the name of the nurse who took care of them in the nursery."

"You should call gram."

He nods, "In due time. I wanted you to get a chance to meet them first, before she kidnaps them."

"I am still very angry at you."

"I understand. I am still angry at me too."

"I am sorry."

"Me too."

"I will still help you, though."

Camille's eyes suddenly pop open. Richard sticks a pacifier in her mouth before he removes her from her restraints.

"Why did you do that, for?"

"It is time for them to eat, and she gets hangry."

The newborn quickly spits her pacifier out, and begins wailing.