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Two Birds

Summary:

What if Wiatt and Sara were twins? Follow their past growing up together during the early days prior to the facility being open!

Notes:

Hey guys! Got a new and surprising WTDW AU for you all!

So this AU was originally gonna be Foster Siblings AU before my friend, TheItlianScribe and I had a discussion in which What if Wiatt and Sara were twin siblings? This is where this lovely fanfic came in, and at some point, I wrote down a scene that will appear later in the series.

I always saw Wiatt and Sara as “sibling-coded” my own fandom term for characters I see as siblings even though they’re not related. So this fanfic is just taking that term and having fun with it!

Quick note, I know Wiatt is trans and we are exploring his childhood, but for the sake of the story Wiatt will be using he/him pronouns.

BIG thanks to gigilefache for being my beta reader!

Alright, I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1: Prologue

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Funerals weren’t Owen Nicholson’s favorite things to attend.

He remembered attending the funeral of his mother, which turned to a nightmare as his father went from kind and loving parent to neglecting and constantly snapping, shoving his son away at every opportunity.

Not long after his mother's passing was the funeral for his father. Sadly, no body was found, but his dad’s family suggested the funeral for him regardless. Despite his father’s mood changing, Owen still cared for and loved his dad, and hoped one day he would come back.

Despite the loss, Owen kept moving forward with his life. He finished school, helped run his family’s arcade which grew in popularity, married his high school sweetheart, Rosie, and was blessed with two children.

However, all good things come to an end. Rosie ended up dying from an illness she caught shortly after giving birth. Owen was crushed and had to plan yet another funeral for a person he loved.

He didn’t know what to do once the service ended. All he knew was that he was a single father to twins.

“I-I don’t know what to do without you.” Owen said to himself, almost like he was talking to his wife. “I thought we will be able to take care of them together. I can’t take care of both of them myself. I-I’m useless without you.”

Owen cried hoping there was a sign. Anything that would give him hope again.

It wasn’t until he heard his babies cooing in the backseat of the car. He turned and saw his twins had their eyes open and staring at him. The second Owen saw their eyes it gave him the smallest hope he needed to care for his them.

Owen gave a sigh and smiled for the first time since his twins were born. He knew if Rosie was still alive, she wouldn’t like to see her husband sad. “I’ll do my best, only for you.” He said to himself.

He started the car and drove home starting his new life with his kids.