layla sat in tears while fredm lanna, and george stared at her "im sorry..." she cried.

"WHAT WAS THAT?" eliza shouted ,hearing layla shout. "OH-GOD! dylan, or kelly."eliza said ,running out of ron's room.

ooc: WHAT? Could we please have that in english? *scratches head, trying to figure out what lanna means*

bic: "I think that potion is an excellent idea." Fred turned to Joanna with a vigorous nod.

Ron came through right behind Eliza, "Whas'sapp'ning?"

"i.....heard....something." eliza panted

Joanna sat on the bed next to Layla,"You guys she had a night mare...mothers have those from time to time...it is normal..."Joanna hugged Layla and gave her the potion,"Drink this, it will help you sleep."

"that's o.kay. i thought something had happened to the babys again." eliza said,"come on ron,we got some unfinished business to attend to." she said,grabbing ron by the collar of his shirt and dragging him back to the room.

"thank you" layla said through the tears as she hugged joanna before drinking the potion.

"There, there, my angel." Fred encouraged Layla, as she lay down. "Want another backrub?" She turned over in reply to his question, and he obliged. He did purely as a gesture of how much he loved her, since it did absolutely nothing for her. She'd fallen asleep before he'd even touched her.

"Coming, Eliza." Ron said, as if he had a choice. The fact that he didn't was not an issue, since it would've gone the exact same way if he had the choice anyway. Once in the room, the business Eliza had referred to recommenced. Ron was pushed onto his back on the bed, and Eliza climbed on top and continued where they had left off before the interruption.

Then following morning layla got up extremley early "fred..i wanna go home now" she said waking him up.

"Wha... ...oh, okay." Fred replied sleepily, answering her from a state between the dream-world he was just in and consciousness. He'd been dreaming about a blue cow in a field of red grass, smoking a hubbly filled with tea. He got up, and shuffled out of the door, being led by the hand Layla was holding. "Where is it that we're going again?" He asked, as she led him into the room their twins were sleeping in, and handed him his daughter.

"we are going home to the house you bought for us and our kids..that is where we are going..im sick of taking charity form you family...i want our own life away form them..lets go" she said holding onto his hand as she prepared to apperate.

"Oh. Okay." Fred followed with Kelly in his arms. As they got out the door, Layla disapparated with Dylan in her arms, and Fred followed with Kelly in his.

ooc: And again, I'm out. Goodnight, see you later.

About ten minute later the two stood in her bedrom "come on dyl lets sleep" she said layign down wiht him and within ten second they were both out.

"so..ron, wakey wakey.i'm making breakfast. a fry-up and some pomma felna sombra for me."eliza said, getting dressed.

"Just five more minutes, mum." Ron mumbled. Then he registered that breakfast was mentioned and sat bolt-upright. "Breakfast sounds good!" Looking at Eliza, his mind clicked back into gear. "Good morning, Sweetie!"

"Hey, don't hog the whole bed, Sweet-cheeks..." Fred said as he sat on what space was left, then realised Layla had already passed out. He put Kelly down next to Dylan, and wrapped his arms around the whole bunch of them. Five minutes later he was out cold.

Layla woke up to the sound of dylan crying loudly next to her. but when she tried to get up somethign was holding her down and she realized that fred was holding her and the twins. "fred dear you have to move your arm" she said to him trying to move it herself. "dylan...darling...shhh...." she siad trying to hold her baby, while fred held them to the bed.

"Huh... ...oh. Sorry, sweetie!" Fred awoke to Layla trying to move his arm. "Come here, my little Dyl-pickle." He'd gotten up and helped Layla by taking his noise-maker of a son, and started bouncing him around on his own hip. "Ah, I see why..." Fred stopped after the first bounce. "...he's crying." Fred held Dylan at arms-lenghth. "He needs to be..." Fred took Dylan to a table and laid him on his back. "...changed."

""and you are going to do it aren't you??" layla said as she fed kelly.

"Of course." Fred glanced back at Layla and Kelly, and felt a little jealous. "You're looking a little busy there, anyway." He turned back to Dylan and opened his diaper. "Woof!" He gagged at the smell, and took a step back. "Where'd all this come from?" He said in a playful voice to Dylan. "Hey... ...hey?" Dylan cackled at his father's funny voice.

layla laughed and shook her head.

"What?" Fred glanced back at Layla.

eliza was down in the kitchen the minute ron told her he wanted some. "breakfast people! come and get it!" she shouted up to the weasley's and layla. "and i'll make some food for the little one's in a minute." she shouted ,taking her wand out and making a siren that only people awake could hear.

Ron came down with a note in his hand. "Fred and Layla have gone back to the place we found them in." He passed the note to Eliza, and she deduced the same thing. "It seems they couldn't live here with us, according to Layla's handwriting, anyway." He shrugged, and sat at the table, in anticipation of what Eliza had cooked. "Oh, well. More for me."

"what? oh well that means more alone time with You!" eliza said ,handing him some food and winking.

"Thanks, my sweetie-pie." Ron said, returning the wink. "I'll be your pudding!"