survivor;

Nina was still very cut up about Gina and Adrian. It was so horrible and she was also thinking a lot about the stuff she’d found in Gina’s drawer, hidden away at the bottom… but she didn’t want to worry Emma with it especially right now, and what was the point anyway? The woman was gone. “Hey…” She smiled lightly, looking up after Emma kissed her neck. “I’m okay.” She said, shrugging. She was. It had been a nice day so far and she loved being with her family, in their house. “I dunno, probably just Elliott.” She said, though whether or not he’d drag Tara was beyond her. She doubted her dad would be bothered. “Did the babies go down okay?”

Emma knew that her wife was going through a hard time. And she hated that she wasn’t able to help her. Honestly Emma wished that she could do more somehow. She placed another kiss onto her neck. “You sure? You know you can talk to me about anything. I’m here for you.” She told her softly, before moving to sit down next to her. “If he does drag your mum along are you going to be okay with that?” She questioned, reaching for Nina’s hand. “That they did surprisingly. I think we just wore them out this morning.” 

“Yeah, trust me, I can relate.” He chuckled, looking in at the twins and then back to her. “You doing alright otherwise?”

“I can only imagine.” She smiled, looking over at the sleeping babies.

“Really dunno how you do it.”

“Sure.” She shrugged, glancing at the babies and then back to Emma. “I can imagine.” Even sometimes when Brooklyn stayed over it was still difficult to settle her.

“It’s no problem.” Ingrid said with a small smile. “They look so sweet. How old are they?” she asked the woman.

‘No worries, I had accidentally ordered a second one and wasn’t going to drink any of it.” Joan told her before looking at the babies, “ Oh I bet. Besides the lack of sleep how is everything?”

Imogen: I don't know if that's a good idea.

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Imogen: Hi..

Imogen: Thanks... I'm just kind of taking things minute by minute.

Emma: You're welcome..That is completely understandable.

Emma: Hey..

Emma: I know it probably doesn't seem happy or anything but Happy New Year.

Emma had made them some breakfast for them, and fed the twins. And then they had opened presents. It seemed like this past month had been horrible for her wife, and she hated that. Honestly she felt guilty about the Imogen stuff, and she would check on the blonde later. Right now, today was about her family. The people that really needed her. After the twins were down, she moved out into the living room and went over to Nina, leaning down she wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Placing a small kiss onto her neck. “Hey, baby. How are you feeling?” She questioned softly, placing another kiss onto her neck. “Are your parents coming over later? Or is it just Elliott? I know my mother and Brendan will probably be over later.”