Three years later
Siria POV: Age - 48
I arrive home after work one day and as I get there I find that my eldest son Daryl is already home. I stop and I watch as he plays. For his age, 15, he's still small in comparison to other boys his age. I don't know why he's different but I'm sure he's fine. The changes started last year but as they started being more evident he started isolating himself in embarrassment, it didn't helped that his father's death is still recent being just two years ago. I sigh and getting off from the car I go in the house but I stop at the door and I turn to speak to my son.
-Daryl.
He stops playing and he comes to me in a soft run.
Daryl-How long you been watching me?
-Long or not too long, I'm your mother so I can watch as long as I want.
He grumbles and mutters under his breath. I laugh and pulling him to me I give him a kiss on the cheek.
Daryl-Mother. No kisses. I don't like them, it doesn't feel right.
-How is that?
The deepest red crosses his cheeks and laughing I pull him to me in a hug.
-Come now, let's go inside.
He follows close behind me and he helps me with dinner, like always.
Daryl-Low fire and then we can put everything in, right?
-You know it.
Daryl-I really like helping you cook.
-I can tell.
Daryl-But you know what I want? I would like it a lot.
-What would you like?
He smiles up at me and I smile when he hugs me.
Daryl-I really love your hugs.
-I know.
I hug him a bit tighter before I let go of him.
-Let me see you.
He does and I enjoy his eyes for a few seconds before kissing his forehead and letting him go.
-My beautiful baby.
Daryl-Don't forget you have two more babies. One of them is indeed a baby.
I laugh and just as we add all the food ingredients together we hear dad coming.
Senshi-Siria, I got something for you.
-We're on the kitchen but I'm coming out. Daryl, be careful.
He makes a show of being careful and I sigh as I go join dad and my daughters in the living room.
Gwyneth-Mommy.
My eldest daughter hugs me tightly and I smile picking her up in my arms.
-You're a cute girl.
Gwyneth-And you're a strong mom. I love you.
-I love you too.
I kiss her cheek before I sit down.
-Did anything happened? Something interesting you want to share.
They shrug before they shake their heads and I smile.
-Did they behave?
Senshi-Very good.
I sit at his side taking Yatzil from him and to my lap.
-Dad, you don't mind helping Daryl in the kitchen. I think he needs a guy's guidance.
Senshi-He's still a boy.
-And I would like some guidance before he grows into a man. Please.
Senshi-You know I will.
He stands and ruffling my hair he goes into the kitchen and I stay with my daughters.

Soleil POV: Age - 48
I laugh as I play with my daughter Dove and my husband Diego in the garden. I let go of Dove in her father's arms and I back away a little bit, resting my head a little bit.
-Mi paloma bella.
D-Soleil.
-We have to speak. Later, when she sleeps.
D-As you wish.
We share a kiss before we keep playing a while longer with our daughter until she finally falls asleep. We get her on her room and then as we go to ours that we get ready for bed I can barely keep myself calm. In my excitement I crawl in the bed and I lie down on top of his waiting embrace. We laugh and is silly being this soft and adorable but it has become our usual routine.
D-What did you wanted to talk about?
-Really? You don't have the slightest idea what it could be.
I sit up to look at him and he shifts his position straighter considering my words.
D-Well, our anniversary was last month so it can't be that. Your birthday is next month, Dove's birthday is in six more months. I don't think we got anything else.
-Well, you're almost right. Would you like me to tell you what it is?
I get on top of him making him laugh before he asks.
D-Do tell me. What is it?
-In about seven, maybe eight months our family will grow a bit more.
His smile fades away replaced by shock and surprise.
D-...........
He struggles to speak but I can tell he understands what I mean by the way he looks at me and how he caresses me gently.
D-We're having another baby.
-Yes we will and I want you to come with me to the doctor.
D-Sure thing. Tomorrow bright and early.
-We can leave Dove with dad.
D-You know, I would like we have a boy this time.
-Tired of our daughter?
D-Absolutely not. I just want them both, one boy and one girl.
-I know.
D-Well then, let's get to sleep now. You need it now more than ever.
I pout as he covers me with the blankets making him laugh.
D-Easy my love.
-I'm restless but I'm willing to try and sleep.
D-What do you need me to do?
-Cuddle me.
D-Sure thing. Come here you.
He wraps himself around me and I laugh softly leaning deeper and tighter on his embrace.
D-I love you.
-I love you too.
He gives me one last squeeze before we finally fall asleep.
Three months later
I groan in pleasure as my husband gives me a foot massage. I'm six months pregnant now and he treats me very good. I let out a laugh surprised at my own reaction, my husband is always attentive with me so I shouldn't be surprised.
-Diego.
D-Yes?
-Come up here. That's enough of that.
D-What do you want now?
-We have to go to the doctor, remember?
His face gives away the fact that he knows and remembers but he doesn't want to go.
-Help me dress.
D-Ne.
I laugh and is still early so we take our time dressing and getting ready for our date. He dresses me gently and I enjoy every bit of it.
-I really wish we can see the baby's gender this time.
D-Hmm, yeah, last time was quite hidden. I'm eager to know if is a boy or a girl. At the very least to choose a name.
-What are your names?
D-I thought if is a girl Raven would be a good choice and if is a boy I would name him Robin.
-I like them both.
With a smile we kiss and so we go towards the doctor.

Once at the doctor, after a very long wait we finally are passed to see the doctor and we finally see our baby.
D-Is there any way we can tell if is a girl or a boy?
?-There can be but the baby doesn't want to show the gender. Let's try something else.
The nurse starts massaging on the sides of my belly and I can tell what she's doing when I feel my baby moving. We wait patiently until she stops suddenly.
?-Oh.
-Is something wrong?
?-Not at all. Is just............
-Stop, no, I rather find out when is born.
D-Are you sure?
-She can tell you but neither of you can tell me.
D-I have a better idea.
He pulls out his phone and after they both dial a few numbers he saves it again.
D-There, now it can be a surprise for both of us.
?-As far as I can tell without ruining the surprise is that everything is good, healthy and how is supposed to be.
I sigh and so cleaning up we go home at long last.

Liam POV: Age - 27
I stretch myself as I finally finish my work fixing one of the bikes for my race. Preparing bikes for races is harder than I initially thought but I'm still glad that even after such a long time I haven't forgotten how to deal with bikes. My last race was three years ago and I'm eager to race again, my girlfriend is also eager for me to race. I bring her to all of my races, she has changed her way of life so she can take her work wherever she goes. She is an artist, she draws and writes and designs any kind of stuff. Is good because everywhere we go she finds inspiration, fresh stuff, different things to do and create and each time is a new challenge. I smile and being done with work I go outside and relax a little bit. Is not long before Laura arrives with lunch.
L-Liam.
I stand and greet her as usual.
-Hi love.
L-How is your day going?
-Good and getting better.
L-Look what I made you.
-Oh. Let me see. I want to see.
I hold her up giving her soft butterfly kisses. She laughs softly and I smile.
-Let's sit inside.
With that I take her inside and we talk as we eat.
L-I thought that maybe for your next race, I could stay here instead of doing like we always do and go together.
-I..............why?
L-I promise is something good. I just need you away to get you the surprise ready.
-Will I like the surprise?
L-You will.
She steals a quick kiss from me and I laugh in response.
-Again.
L-Like this?
She gives me a few short kisses before I hold her still and I give her the kiss. Is deliberately slow, soft and loving. We break the kiss but we stay close to each other.
-We should go home.
L-There is no rush. We can take our time.
She perks away from me making a face and so I ask worried.
-Hey, are you alright?
L-Yeah. Just a bit dizzy.
-And that's all?
L-Is alright, I'm fine. Is just the weather, is too hot and I walked everywhere.
-Are you sure?
L-Yes, stop worrying about me, I'm alright.
-I'll stop worrying when we get home safely.
She sighs giving me a look but doesn't fight anymore.
L-Then let's go home. The offer looks better the more I think about it.
-Come on then. Your wellbeing is my priority.
I hold her hands pulling her up on her feet and so we go home at last.

Noah POV: Age - 22
I wake up in the late evening, just in time for dinner, and I stretch as I sit up in the bed.
-Six thirty evening.
I get up and as I go out of my room I meet dad on the kitchen.
Santi-Noah, you're awake.
-Almost.
Santi-I was going to let you sleep until seven.
-Sure. What are you cooking?
Santi-Pasta fettuccine alfredo with vegetables.
I walk up towards the food and I grab a bite.
Santi-Noah!
-Delicious.
He gives me a look and I shrug.
Santi-Don't do that. Now, get ready for work, come eat and then you can go to work.
-Yes dad.
I know better that when dad tells me to do things even though I already know I have to do them I better do them. Getting ready doesn't take me long and thankfully I can dress casually for work, casually and comfortable. Being ready I go eat.
-Hey dad.
Santi-Eat it all.
-Yes dad.
As he sits down to eat he asks.
Santi-How are you feeling at work?
-I like it.
I consider my thoughts for a moment before I speak again.
-Being bartender and or barista is complex but I enjoy it and the customers, they are so very unique and they tell you all kind of stories, you never get bored.
Santi-You do both things right? Barista and bartender.
-Yes. Have you known anything about Liam lately?
Santi-Not really. He's been with his girlfriend, racing and working.
He acts strong about it but I know is hurting him starting to being alone so I act boldly and ask him.
-Dad, why don't you remarry?
Santi-Why?
-Well, Liam lives with his girlfriend and I'm considering a love in the future for myself. I'm still here but, who will when I marry and start my own family?
Santi-You're impossible.
He stands and throwing the napkin on the plate he storms off and away. I let out a breath I didn't knew I was holding and I'm left worried and concerned about my dad. I compose myself and so I leave to go to work at last.

To be continued......................