Brooke was busy. Her architecture firm was growing each day, and even when she was off, she'd spend time brainstorming new ideas in her den.
Brooke found time to go watch Wilson play at PURE on open mic night. She couldn't help but notice how sexy he was when he was lost in chords.
She would also make time to visit Addison and her two children, Shante and Lauren. Brooke loved to play aunt to the babies, and she could not wait until they could have slumber parties together.
In between assignments, Brooke would work with the girls. Helping her overwhelmed sister teach them to walk and talk.
Brooke occasionally would visit the girls with Wilson. Date nights occurred more often now. Although she was still a bit shaky towards their romance, she indulged him. She could never understand why Dean was so hostile towards him. It didn't seem like Wilson knew either.
Brooke wasn't the only one that enjoyed spending time with the twins, Noah found his way over there many days. He enjoyed seeing grandbabies from somewhere, he knew Brooke wasn't in any hurry to provide him with any.
At night, Brooke still didn't sleep well. No matter how hard she worked. She'd always wake running the same desolate, familiar streets alone.
Tonight was different. This time she was running. But her destination was clear. Wilson.((So without my story, I'd have nothing to this generation. So far the twins are progressing well. Obviously Brooke isn't having any babies so I'm following the twins as closely as possible. Nothing really to report otherwise.))
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