Ever since Patrick's birthday, his hormones have literally been everywhere. He would be happy and then burst into tears. Pete would always ask what's wrong and tried to calm his husband down. Patrick would just respond, "I don't know why I'm fucking crying. I just want these kids out of me already"

Now that it was Mother's Day, Pete wanted everything perfect for Patrick. He had woken up before Patrick and went to get the kids up. He got Dylan into the outfit Patrick always loved him in and carried him to the living room. Pete heard a soft knock on the door and smiled as he went to go answer it.

"Hey Patricia" Pete said as he hugged his mother in law.

"Hey. Patrick still asleep?" she asked as she walked in.

"Yeah" Pete had took her coat and bag from her and put them in the closet by the front door. He then lead her into the living room to see the kids.

"Gam!" Dylan happily said as he smiled at his grandma.

Patricia went to pick up the boy and kissed his cheek. "You gotten so big, Dylan"

"Yea" Dylan said as he smiled. He always loved his grandma even though he hardly sees her. It was only on holidays when the boy saw her.

"Oh I don't know if you remember Bronx" Pete introduced.

"Wow. Last time I saw you, you were Dylan's age"

"That's cool" Bronx just stared at. "I'm sorry I don't really know you"

"I'm Patrick's mom" Patricia said.

"Oh okay. Nice to meet you" Bronx said before turning to the cartoons.

"Raised a nice one" Patricia said to Pete. "Come on. I'll make my famous pancakes"

"Yes" Pete said following her into the kitchen. Pete was glad he married Patrick sometimes cause his mom's food was so good.
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Patrick woke up expecting Pete in bed, but he wasn't. He struggled a little getting out of bed, but he soon did. He walked down the hall to look into Dylan's room to not see him. He also looked in Bronx's to see it empty as well.

He walked to the kitchen saying, "Peter have you seen the ki-" he stopped short once he saw his mom by the stove. "Oh my god, mom. What are you doing here?" He said as he walked over to hug her.

"Your wonderful husband flew me in for Mother's Day" she said smiling.

"Pete" Patrick said smiling as he looked at his husband.

"Thought you might want to see your mom. Plus you're gonna be a mom soon again and I know Dylan has been missing his grandma"

"Pete" Patrick said again with tears in his eyes.

"No. Don't cry please" Pete softly said as he went to hug Patrick.

"I know. It's just the stupid hormones" Patrick soon felt something tugging at his pants. He pulled out of the hug to look down. He saw Dylan hugging his leg. "What are you doing, silly?"

"Love, mom" he said looking up at his mother with his gorgeous eyes. Pete picked up the boy since he always had to now.

"Mommy, loves you too" Patrick said kissing his cheek.

"Come on. Let's go watch TV with your brother" Pete said carrying him to the living room. He felt like Patrick and his mom can have some alone time.

"So how you been, Rick?" Patricia asked as she flipped the pancake.

"Pretty good. I feel like the girls are like killing me. My hormones have been everywhere, I've been eating so much and my ankles have been swollen as well as my chest" Patrick said as he sat down on one of the bar stools.

"Chest one is a new one" she said curious.

"Yeah. Since I'm having twins and it's my second time being pregnant, I gain boobs"

"That makes sense. How's Dylan been with the whole being a big brother thing?" She asked.

"At first he wasn't so keen on it. After I had a talk with him about why I can't carry him no more and how to be a good big brother, he was okay"

"That's good. I'm pretty sure he's gonna throw a tantrum once the girls are born"

"Yeah. I'm dreading that day. It's gonna be so hectic once the girls are born. Taking Bronx to school and dealing with Dylan on little bit of sleep cause of the girls keeping us up"

"You're gonna be fine, Patrick. You and Pete are great parents. You guys have been through so much. Having two more kids are nothing compared to the other things you guys went through" Patricia said reassuringly.

"To be honest, I'm so scared mom. I haven't told Pete how terrified I am about when I have to give birth to the twins" Patrick said feeling like crying again.

"Why?"

"Because what if I don't make it this  time, mom. I mean I almost died when I just gave birth to Dylan. Now I'm gonna be pushing out two kids that's so much more dangerous"

"Sweetie, you're gonna be fine" she went hugged her son as he was crying. "You were always a fighter. This is just another battle to go through"

"I love you mom" Patrick whispered.

"I love you too, sweetie"
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Pete was watching TMNT with the boys since he always loved the show. He felt his phone vibrate so he pulled it out of his pocket.

From Ashlee: Do you think I can see Bronx today?

Pete sighed as he read the text again. After going to court, the judge said that she was an unreliable parent so he gave Pete full custody. The judge told Ashlee she would have to go to rehab and then be sober for a year and he would consider giving them split custody. As far as Pete was concerned, she hasn't worked at that at all.

Pete looked at Bronx and sighed. He figured he can do the right thing as a father. "Hey Bronx" he said getting his attention.

"What's up, Dad?" He asked.

"Um, did you wanna see your mom today?" He asked.

"Mom's in the kitchen" he said with a confused look. It honestly scared Pete how much Bronx looked like him. He was still terrified with the thought that he would be exactly like him.

"No. I mean your mom mom" Bronx shook his head no. "Alright. I just wanted to check with you buddy"

To Ashlee: He doesn't want to. He said happy mother's day though.

Pete felt bad so he decided to lie just a bit. He continued watching TV with the kids. He then heard a knock at the door. He looked at it with a puzzled look since he knew no one else was coming over. He stood and walked to the door.

"Mom. Dad. Oh my god" he said as he hugged his mom then his dad. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Thanks for saying happy mother's day" Dale said putting a hand on her hip.

"Of course. Happy mother's day, mom" Pete said hugging her again. "I'm just so shocked. How did you guys get here?"

"Oh that would be me. Hi" Pete looked behind his parents to see Brendon standing up from hiding in a bush.

"What the hell?" Pete mumbled to himself.

"Yeah. I figured Patrick probably forgot mother's day so I flew your parents in, cause I'm a good friend. You're welcome" Brendon said smiling goofy like.

"Come in guys. You too Urie" Pete said opening the door wider for everyone.

"Come on babe" Brendon said. Dallon came out from hiding behind the tree.

"Of course you're hiding behind a tree. You're a freaking giant" Pete said as the two walked inside.

"Hey! Don't judge my boyfriend!" Brendon said pointing a finger at Pete accusingly.

They all walked into the dinning room to see the kids and the table all set.

"Hey! How's my soon to be Mama doing?" Brendon said hugging Patrick.

Patrick just tilted his head in confusion and pushed Brendon to the side to look at his husband.

"Peter, what is Brendon and his giant boyfriend doing here?"

"Oh they had flew my parents in so I thought the best way to thank them is to invite them in to have pancakes with us"

"Oh sweet! Pancakes!" Brendon yelled excitedly as he sat next to Dylan and served himself a plate.

Patrick smiled and rolled his eyes at his friend. He then saw Dale and Peter II. "Oh my god. It's so great to see you guys" Patrick said smiling widely and hugging his in laws.

"You too, Patrick. Oh my god. Look at you're bump" Dale said pulling Patrick at arms length to take a good look at him.

"Yeah. You're granddaughters are driving me nuts" Patrick said as he sat down next to Pete who served him a plate.

"I can imagine. With two of Pete's spawns in you" Peter II said smiling.

"Wow. Thanks Dad" Pete said with sarcastically.

"I think everyone here knows how difficult you are Pete" Everyone got quiet at the table, except for Dylan who was happily eating, and looked at Pete who looked slightly pissed and sad.

"What is Grandpa talking about Dad?" Bronx asked.

"Nothing" Pete said through gritted teeth as he kept staring at his dad. Pete sat there for awhile as everyone awkwardly ate. Pete soon just stood up and walked out.

Patrick sighed and started getting up from his seat. Brendon saw Patrick struggling and was about to stand up to help him. "No, Bren. I got it" he said as he finally got up. He waddled into the master bedroom to see Pete standing by the dresser. Patrick can tell Pete was really upset by how tense his shoulders were.

"Pete" Patrick said softly as he closed the door behind him.

Pete turned around to look at Patrick. "He had no right, Trick!" Pete yelled.

Brendon winced as he looked down at his pancakes. He knew how Pete getting angry goes. He would yell maybe throw somethings and then Patrick would calm him down.

"Here, Kiddo. Listen to some of my music" Dallon said handing Bronx his earbuds.

"Pete. Calm down please" Patrick softly said.

"No! He had no fucking right to say that in front of my kids! Even the guys and your mom!" He ran his hand in his hair.

"I know, Peter, but please calm down"

"How am I suppose to calm down! Because of him I have to explain everything to Bronx! I was gonna wait till he was older!"

"You can still wait Pete. You can do it at your own time" Patrick reassured.

"I don't wanna tell him Trick! I don't wanna tell how fucked up his own Dad is! I don't wanna tell him how my parents didn't know what to do with me so they send me away! I fucking hated that place Trick! I hated it"

Pete had started crying so he pulled his head to his chest to calm him down. He remembered that Pete always seem most relaxed when he was listening to his heartbeat.

"I'm sorry Pete. I'm sorry you had to go through that. Please calm down honey" Patrick soothingly said as he ran his fingers though Pete's hair.

"I'm sorry for yelling" Pete whispered as he placed a hand on Patrick's stomach.

"It's okay"

"I was talking to the girls, but okay" Patrick smiled and kept playing with Pete's hair. "Do you think my mom's mad at me?"

"Maybe. She's probably more mad at your dad if anything"

Pete looked up at Patrick with sad eyes. "Am I a disappointment?"

Pete had asked this before. Right after he got out of the hospital when he first attempted suicide. They were sitting on the couch in their shared apartment with the guys. Pete had his head in his lap as he asked the question. Patrick remembered crying and telling him how he was his best friend. How he wouldn't be were he was without him. He remembered kissing Pete and told him how he was an idiot for scaring him. He remembered Pete smiling and softly saying into his thigh that he was Patrick's idiot.

"No. You are far from a disappointment. Look at what you've done Peter. You have me and Bronx and Dylan. Plus you knocked me up with twins. That is far from a disappointment" Patrick kissed the top of Pete's head as he felt Pete hold him tighter.

They stayed like that for awhile. They could care less about everyone out there. Finally Pete spoke up. "These are pretty comfy" he said as he nuzzled his head on Patrick's chest.

"Shut up" Patrick grumbled.

"You know I love you" Pete said looking up and smiling at Patrick.

"Come on. I didn't finish my pancakes"
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"Hey. You okay, bro?" Brendon asked as he walked outside to sit with Pete. The kids were playing and Dallon was chasing them around.

"Yeah. Why?" Pete asked.

"Nothing" Brendon decided not to mention it. He knew if he did Pete would get mad again. "Have you seen Josh and Tyler's post?"

"No. What was it?" Pete asked.

"They finally posted a picture of the little guy. He's been home for like a month and a half but they didn't want to show him to the world yet"

"What did they name him?" Pete asked.

"Johnny. Johnny Patrick Dun"

"They choose Patrick as their middle name?"

Brendon nodded his head. "They tagged Patrick in about something else. I forgot. I'm sure he'll see it soon"
Pete nodded feeling happy for the couple.

They just sat there watching them. Dylan then went to his toy basket. He found his bucket he normally take to the beach. He was walking and decided to put it on his head. Pete laughed light at the boy cause only he would do that. He took a picture and posted it on Instagram.

He continued watching the boys, smiling. He was happy. That's all that mattered.
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Patrick was sitting on the couch as Pete's parents were on one side while his mom was on the other. "Hey mom. Do you think you can go play with the boys outside? I know Dylan has missed you"

Patricia nodded knowing there was a reason for her son requesting her leave. "Is everything okay?" Dale asked.

"Yeah. I just..." Patrick was finding it hard to find the right words. "I wasn't happy with what happened at breakfast"

"I'm really sorry about that" Dale said.

"I know you are Dale, but I want to hear it from your husband" Patrick said looking at Peter II.

"It's not my fault he's messed up"

"No. You know what, it sorta is" Patrick said loosing his patients. "He has your DNA. Being bipolar isn't something that you just magically get. It's genetic. You didn't want to believe that so you sent him away go that boot camp. That place didn't help him one bit. He needed family to get him through that"

"I know dear. We didn't-" Dale spoke.

"I know you didn't want to send him" Patrick said cutting her off.

"How did you know?" She asked softly.

"After being a mom I know. I've worked so hard protecting my kids and especially my husband. I was always the one there for him. I was only 15 when I meet your son and yet I protected him more then you had" Patrick was just staring at Peter II.

"I saved your son not once, but twice almost three times. I was there after that telling him that he wasn't a disappointment. That he wasn't a failure. That he was loved and was needed in this world. You never thank me once. You never came up to me for the past 15 years for being there for Pete. I get he can be difficult some times but he's your son. He's your oldest son. You should be proud of him. Proud that he got through this disorder and that he's happy. He's finally happy after all the years of him feeling miserable. Yet you aren't. You saying that at the table made Pete finally let some of the anger he has towards you. He wants to forgive you but he can't when you're not making an effort"

"Like I said it's not my fault. He made those choices in his life" Peter II said.

"That's it!" Patrick shouted making Dale jump. "Get out of my house! I don't give a shit who you are right now because you just full on disrespected my husband! So get the fuck out!"

Peter II stood up and left not really caring of course. "You don't have to leave Dale. You didn't do anything wrong"

"I know. I'm sorry about him. I never knew you and Pete felt like that" she said softly.

"Yeah. After all this time I finally decided to say something" Patrick said.

"I'm proud of you" she said as she hugged Patrick.

Pete was standing behind the wall listening to everything. He finally walked in to see the two hugging. Dale noticed him so she broke the huge and kissed Patrick's cheek. She then stood and headed to the backyard. Pete walked over to Patrick and sat next to him. All he can do is hug Patrick.

"What was that for?" Patrick asked once the hug naturally broke.

"Thanks" Pete said. "You said everything I always wanted to say to my dad for so long"

"You heard?" Pete nodded. "I had to say something"

"I love you, Lunchbox"

"I love you too, Petey"
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They all had a nice dinner and started talking. They were memories about tour or about their current relationship. The kids were getting tired since it had been a long day so Pete took them to their room to tuck them into bed.

"Hey Patrick. Dall and I are gonna head out. We have plans tomorrow so yeah" Brendon said.

"Alright. I hope I see you soon. The kids always love when you come over" Patrick went and hugged the taller man.

As he was pulling out the hug, he felt a sharp. He couldn't help but groan at the pain. "Oh my god. Are you okay? What did I do?"

Patrick felt the pain again but worse. He doubled over in pain and screamed as he was holding his stomach. Pete had ran back into the room as soon as he heard Patrick screaming. He saw Patrick doubled over breathing heavily as every surrounded him trying figure out was wrong.

"Pete, what's wrong with him?" Brendon asked scared.

"Fuck" he said as he ran to hold Patrick up. All Patrick could do is nod his head at his husband. "Fuck! Guys watch the kids! We gotta go" Pete said as he started to rush Patrick to the front door

"Wait! What's going on!?!" Brendon yelled.

"He's giving birth to the fucking girls!"