You and Ellie have four kids, and they're twins. Two boys and two girls. Jason and Jacob, they're three years old. And then there's April and Aprilia (They're born in April if you couldn't tell), who are only five weeks old. Jason and Jacob likes to play with the lambs out in the front of the house, playing with sticks like they are one of Ellie's guns. While, April and Aprilia just likes to cling onto you like they are gonna disappear if they don't cling onto you.

Ellie was out on patrol, leaving you alone with the kids as usual. Jason and Jacob out playing, while you were stilling on a chair out on the porch, while holding the two baby girls, obviously keeping an eye on the two boys making sure they ain't getting hurt, but also keeping an eye on the girls. You watch as the lambs wall or run out of the way as the two boys run around, laughing and making shooting noises, but they're also careful not to scare the living shit out of the lambs, so they don't get chased by one or kicked by one.

You gently pat April's back as she whimpers in her sleep and grips your tighter than before. "Shhh.." you hush her gently, before adjusting her, so she's more comfortable.