"Oh it's just you." I said slightly disappointed. Jeannie and Joey Stamper stand just inside the doorway, then make their way to a couch at the side of the room.

Jeannie has tears in her eyes. "Britt. You don't understand..."

At this moment, Noni comes in. She stands there staring at all of us in the room in turn, and starts crying. "Britt, honey.... I just heard about your accident and came down here as quick as I could." Her hands are trembling. "Marcus... And .... you..?" Her eyes are locked on Jeannie.

"I haven't seen you in nearly twenty five years..." Jeannie stated. Then she looks at Dr. Dawson. "I knew you looked familiar." Her eyes lock on mine. "Britt, honey, I promise if I had of had any clue at all that I would have rushed back to you. But... but I didn't." Her shoulders quiver. Noni goes and comforts her. We all discussed in turns what all had happened. Joey and I are the quietest, I guess we are in the most shock because we just found out we are siblings. Twins! Dr. Dawson, Noni, and Jeannie... or should I call her Mom.... left the room to discuss some details.

Joey comes over and sits on the edge of my bed, staring at me. "Joey, stop that's just unnerving." I shiver.

He shakes his head, and his intensely blue eyes are wet with tears. "You have eyes just like mine. And hair too. Well yours is long and girl like though." He looks at me again, and starts to smile as he wipes his eyes. "I have a sister."

"A twin sister." I smile, my heart feeling overflowing. "Would it be totally weird if we hugged right now?"

Joey gives me a big grin. "You are going to have to get used to being part of the Stamper family sis. We are all kinds of weird." Then I shared my first ever hug with my twin brother.

....

Over the course of the next couple days I got to meet the rest of my birth family. Dad. My oldest brother, Kenny. And then Donald, who also lives here in Nashville and is a dancer. School started and we all parted ways, but I am hanging out with my brothers that live here in Nashville any chance I get.

Joey and I are sitting in a coffee shop, the rest of his band and their families/wives are supposed to be joining us soon.

Joey randomly claps my shoulder. "I'm glad you are a clumsy dancer."

I grin, and pinch his cheek, while sticking my tongue out at him. "Hey, what can I say? I'm just like you!"