"No," Khaat replied to Jack. "I don't." Brian got up and went over to her. He began kneading her shoulders.
"Hey," he said softly. "I know your thoughts, and I"m not a seer. I just know you. Let's go talk. Give us a few minutes, everyone." He got her to her feet and started to take her upstairs. Just as their feet hit the bottom step, Abbey saw they were leaving her and she began to cry really quite loudly. "Just a sec." he said to her. "Hold that thought." He went to Abbey, who was standing, her bottom lip in a big pout, tears rolling down her face, her arms reaching for Brian. He picked her up and then saw Dakota vying for his attention too, reaching for him. "What's with you two?" he frowned, scooping up Dakota.
"Normal separation anxiety," Robert laughed. "You've only got a couple more years of it with these two, and by then you'll be into it with the next batch."
"Sometimes I hate the way you think," Brian sighed. Robert laughed. Brian led Khaat upstairs, taking the girls with him because they refused to be alone.
"Give everyone a bit to calm down," Robert told the rest.
Brian came down by himself about 20 minutes later. "The girls are insisting on cuddling with their mama," Brian laughed. "They're all hunkered down on the bed with a big storybook, and if we try to do anything different, they scream. So, I think she's stuck with the babies until they go to bed. She's fine. She's just trapped with babies."
"Well, she'd better spend time with them now," Robert said. "Her time for attention for them is about to be divided again in the very near future."
"Well, we weren't counting on this. We had planned to do this next year or so. Not now," Brian laughed. "Can I have one of those sodas, Mate?"
"Sure," Angus said, pouring him one.