Chapter 125

David was sitting in the living room, his new babies surrounding in him their bassinets, playing or sleeping. He was performing his second favorite pastime, reading the newspaper. Normally, he just skipped the cover story because he knew that the damn thing was ninety percent lies. But today's headline just caught his eye. The headline read "UTOPIAN PRESIDENT DEAD!!!" His eyes grew wide, but he continued reading. "... Sources say that the body of Utopian President Harold J. Gentry was found in the charred disaster that WAS known at one time as the White House. No one knows exactly how the Utopian President passed, whether by the gunshot wound in his head or the explosion, but the bullet work look very similar to that of one Gunnery Sergeant Matthew J. Cartwright, who escaped from the hold facility in Denver about a year and a half ago and was reported dead, killed while he was running to an unknown location..." David did a double take, then jumped to his feet and ran into the kitchen. Once in the kitchen, he pointed at the headline as she shoved the paper in Brie's face. "Look at that shit!" he said.

She scanned the page and her eyes almost popped out of her head. "Matt killed the Utopian President?" she damn near shouted.

The babies started fussing. "Now you've done it", David laughed and they headed into the living room. James was still asleep, Meagan was still asleep, Makayla wanted her binky, and Jeremiah was wet and wanted a bottle.

They tended to the kids when Jacob came in. "Mama, Daddy, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Not at the moment son", Brie said. "Your Daddy and I have it under control."

"I told you, Jacob", Jordan called from their bedroom.

"Shut up, Jordan!" Jacob retorted.

"Both of you stop it now", David said sternly. "Behave yourselves or you're both going to be grounded."

"Like we go anywhere", Jordan said as she walked in the room.

David laid Jeremiah down in his bassinet again. "Jordan Hannah Draiman, pop off at me one more time, and that DS you love so much is mine for a month."

Her eyes grew wide. "Not my DS, Daddy."

"You better believe it, young lady. Now, go to your room. That's not up for debate, Jordan." He looked at Jacob. "You too, Jacob."

Madison skipped into the room, sticking her tongue out at Jordan and Jacob as they walked past. "Morning, Mama. Morning, Daddy." She bounced on the balls of her feet with a huge smile on her face.

"Good Morning,. Madison Jade. What do you want?" David asked.

"I wanna see that babies."

"Not right now, sweetie. They're sleeping", Brie told their fourth child.

"I don't care." She looked at her father and batted her eyelashes.

"Brie, what harm will it do?" he asked his wife.

"I said no, David, and I except you to stick by that or what good is telling her no?"

David took a deep breath and looked at Madison. "Your Mama said no. Maybe later."

"But, Daddy..."

He closed his eyes. "Go, Madison."

After Madison left the room, Brie looked at her husband. "You need to become more proof against those puppy dog eyes from little Miss Maddie like you are against them from Jordan. I don't know what it is about Maddie but you just can't seem to tell her no."

"Because she looks so much like you and I can't tell you no for shit, either", David said with a laugh.

"You're not supposed to tell me no, I'm your wife. Madison, however, is your daughter. You have to learn how to tell her no."