Anthony smiled. "And Daddy fought Coco away?"

"Daddy has always fought Coco away. Like I told you, we will never let anything hurt you. That's a promise, baby."

"Were you ever afraid of the Coco?" He asked.

His question takes me off guard. What do I answer? Yes? No? Maybe? I bite my lip and take a deep breath.

"Yes, I was afraid of Coco but my Coco is much more scarier than before. He frights me and sometimes I feel like I'm still afraid of him even when I know he can't harm me."

"And who fights off your Coco, Mommy?" He asked.

I smile. "You, your sister and your father. Only by the simple fact of having you three with me will keep the Coco away."

"I'll protect you always, Mommy!" Anthony exclaims before hugging me tightly.

I hold back the urge to cry and hug my baby tighter.

"My little boy," I choke out. "You're so brave. You're such a brave boy."

"Are we interrupting anything?" Edward's voice sounds from the door. We look at him standing there with Angie who is half asleep. "I thought we should let's these kids have a sleep over with us. This princess right here is too scared to sleep on her own."

"Silly, Angie!" Anthony jumped from the bed and ran to his sister. "Daddy already fought the Coco. Let's go!" He ran down the hall to our room.

Edward wraps his arm around me and leads me back to our room where we sleep with out two little spoiled kids that kick like little ninjas.

* * * *

"So how's everything over there?" I ask my brother over the phone as the kids and I make cupcakes. "Make sure it's well stirred, baby," I tell Anthony.

"Oh, you know, same old," he sighed. "Ava is growing fast and Jenny is not far behind her."

"Jenny is six months old, Emmett," I reply as I lick the chocolate off Angie's finger that she offered me. "And Jasper? How is he doing?"

"Well. Too well, actually. Alice has finally accepted his proposal for a second baby."

"Well, yeah. We all gotta have two babies, that was the deal and he has to get the boy now. My Anthony can't be the only boy in the family."

"Why don't you make another boy?"

I shake my head. "No, big brother. Edward and I agreed that we would have no more children after Angela came." And that was because we had planned to only have Anthony and Angela came to be a big shock for both of us.

Damn you Valentines Day.

"Shame. Anyway, little sis, I have to get back to work. I'll talk to you later. I love you."

"I love you, too." I hang up. "Angie, stop eating the chocolate. We need it for the cupcakes."

"Where Daddy?" She asked as she licked her small fingers.

"Daddy is at work, remember? It's his birthday today and we're making him cupcakes," I answered.

"How old is Daddy, Mommy?" Anthony asked.

"Daddy turns thirty-four today."

"And you?"

"Twenty-nine. Now, less chatting and more stirring, boy, these cupcakes are not going to make themselves," I said before kissing Angie's face covered in chocolate. "Mmm, you taste yummy."

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