Allison wasn't sure what time she'd fallen asleep - she'd spent the morning fussing over the twins, playing with them, and then after Miranda had come by to feed them, she'd settled them down for an afternoon nap. She was finding getting them into a routine easier every day, and understanding the differences between the two. But with them resting, she'd lay on the couch, planning on lying down for a few minutes.
The kiss to her forehead made her stir, whimpering slightly, blinking confused. Why wasn't he working?
"What are you doing here?" She muttered, looking up at the bed, feeling a panic in her chest. "Where are the twins??"