"Rachel," Terry hissed.

Rachel rolled over on to her side, mumbling about ducks. Terry laughed quietly before resuming his attempt to wake his wife of four years.

"Come on, Rach," he wheedled, nuzzling her with his nose.

"S'Saturday," she whispered, still turned away.

"Fine, if that's really how you want it," Terry replied. He turned onto his side as well, wrapping his arm around her waist.

When Rachel didn't acknowledge him, Terry's hand found the bottom of her T-shirt. He lifted it, very slowly. He lightly brushed his index finger against her bare skin, tickling her. Rachel giggled and brushed his hand away.

Terry shrugged, knowing fully well she couldn't see him. He merely moved his arm, tucking it neatly below her breasts.

"Terry," Rachel grumbled.

"Yes, baby?"

"It's Saturday. I'm sleeping. Leave me alone."

"But the kids aren't awake yet…we could have breakfast. Alone."

"Alone," Rachel repeated dreamily. "That would be nice. But it's their cartoon morning."

"It's only five thirty," Terry replied smugly. "That gives us plenty of time."

"True. But I really want to sleep, OK? Do you know how much energy it takes running around after two year old twin boys?"

"I imagine a lot. But I'm hungry," he whined.

"Go get some cereal," Rachel ordered.

"But I don't want cereal," Terry protested. "I want a romantic breakfast with my wife."

"Fine. I'm up, I'm up."

They were just getting out of their enormous bed when-

"Mommy! Daddy!" Robin, who was now seven, cried excitedly. She ran into her parents' bedroom, closely followed by her baby brothers, Bruce and Terrance.

Rachel's face brightened despite being knocked onto her bed by her kids. They meant the world to her.

"Good morning to you, too," Terry grumbled. His plans were now ruined, but he loved his kids dearly.

"Can we go to the park later?" Robin asked, hopefulness shining in her gray eyes.

"I don't see why not," he answered. "We'll get a burger for lunch and everything."

"We go too?" Baby Bruce asked, tugging at his father's sleeve.

"We'll all go," Rachel said, glad to have a plan. Those three were such a handful when they were bored.

"Sounds like a plan," Terry agreed.

"And right now Daddy is going to make you all a big breakfast while Mommy gets some sleep," Rachel said sweetly, grinning at Terry.

"Mom. He burned cereal the last time you asked him to make breakfast."

"Oh yeah. OK. I'm up. Who wants French toast?"

"Me!" Baby Terrance piped up.

"No me!" Baby Bruce said, scowling at his twin.

"Mama will make breakfast for everyone," Robin said quickly, tickling Terrance to make him smile.

"Kay," the twins agreed.

"The twins are going to start fighting…again," Robin informed her parents. "Do you need help getting breakfast started, Mom?"

"No thanks, baby girl. Go put on a movie for them."

"OK, Mom. Come on, Bruce, Terrance."

She took each brother by the hand and led them slowly downstairs.

"We have good kids, Mrs. McGinnis," Terry said quietly.

"Yeah we do," Rachel agreed softly. "It was supposed to be this way, Terry. I love you so much."

"I love you, too, baby. Come on, we've got a long day ahead of us…"

Laughing, he swung her up into his arms and brought her downstairs...

And it ends…my very first series, completely done! Wah…

Love you all,

Mel/Queenie/Robbie/Whatever my name is…