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soundsgoodfeelslikeshit · 4 years

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Baby Pogue (Part 3)

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Summary: You and JJ had decided to plan a little get together on John B’s dock sometime that week to let the rest of your friends know that you were expecting twins. Pregnancy symptoms started to hit you incredibly hard, and you tried to deal with the judgement of the island as they found out.

“Hey John B.” You smiled into the phone.

“Hey, how’d your appointment go?” He questioned, excitedly.

“Great, we have an ultrasound to give you and the others. We wanted to meet up with everyone some time this week and just hang out.” You said as you looked over to JJ.

“Yeah, we can do it at The Chateau tonight. You guys are still coming surfing right?”

“Yeah, wouldn’t miss it. Don’t know if I can really surf, but we’ll see.” You said with a smile before saying your goodbyes.

“You sure you still wanna go baby? You’ve been getting sick all morning.” JJ asked as he rubbed your back.

“Yeah, I mean I can’t let it stop me from having a good day with my friends. It sucks, but it’s manageable. Worst case scenario I run to the grass or water and throw up again.” You said, causing JJ to laugh.

You stood, walking over to your dresser and pulling out your favorite red bathing suit, hope it still fit. Not caring if JJ was watching you, you changed into the swim suit and looked in the mirror. Tears came to your eyes as you noticed the bottoms now fit weirdly due to your growing belly.

“Hey, why are you crying?” JJ asked carefully as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“I- I’m getting fat J. It barely fits.” You whined.

“Y/N, look at me,” He said turning your body to face his. “ You are not fat, you have two babies growing in there. Your stomach is going to grow and it’s healthy, it’s healthy to gain weight during pregnancy. It means you’re doing it right. Don’t stress baby, it’s not good for you or the babies. Plus you still look smoking hot, my beautiful, beautiful girl.”

You laughed at his statement and placed a kiss to his lips.

“Should I change my bottoms? I’m sure I have a bigger pair somewhere?” You questioned, feeling overwhelmed with emotions.

“No, baby they look just fine on you. Let’s go pack some snacks and some drinks and get going. You look amazing.”

You nodded your head, allowed him to wipe your tears, and then lead you down to the kitchen. Your mom and dad greeted you with a smile.

“Why do you look so sad, sweetie?” Your dad questioned.

“I just feel fat.” You sighed, feeling silly.

“Your mother was the same way. You aren’t fat though and it’s completely healthy and natural to gain weight, especially with twins.” He said, giving you a hug.

“That’s what J was saying.” You said with a sigh.

Your mother handed you a bowl of fruit to eat, as you took your prenatal vitamins and iron supplements you needed since your iron levels had come back low on the blood work. You ate your fruit and watched as your mom threw a couple snacks and drinks into the cooler for the day. Once you ate and JJ finished eating you gave your parents a kiss on their cheeks and left.

Despite the spot you surf at being a short walk from your house, you and JJ decided to drive there instead. He thought it would “keep you safer” so you went with it. Once you got there you saw you were the last ones to arrive. You let out a sigh and grabbed the cooler, as JJ grabbed your boards.

“Hey, Y/N/N.” Kie greeted you with a smile.

“Hey Kie.” You greeted as you set the cooler down.

“You’re literally glowing this morning.” Sarah said.

“I’m not feeling like I am, but thank you.” You smiled and reached to give her a hug.

“Why what’s up?” Pope asked.

“Pregnancy is just hitting me hard I guess.” You sighed.

“Well you don’t look like it is. You’re doing amazing, Y/N/N.” John B said.

You smiled gratefully at your friends, and then sat down into the sand.

Sarah and Kie sat down next to you, not wanting to leave you alone one the day you wanted to spend together.

“So how have you been feeling?” Kie asked.

“Mentally I’m pretty okay. I’m feeling good now, but this morning I had a breakdown about the way my body looks and is changing. Physically I’m getting sick every morning, sometimes different foods or smells will cause it. It’s a struggle but I wouldn’t change it. I don’t know if that makes sense.” You said with a laugh.

“It made perfect sense. I’ve heard that everyone is effected differently by pregnancy hormones. But we are here for you if you need it. I’ve been reading some things to help better understand to help.” Kie said pausing with a laugh. “But we are here to help.” She said finishing.

Sarah nodded rubbing her hand up your back.

“Plus it’s especially important to feel good now, and to get help when you need it.” She added.

You nodded your head in agreement.

“I’m excited to show you guys the ultrasound later, it makes it all feel so real.” You smiled.

“We can’t wait to see it. Also we want to plan a gender reveal party for you and a baby shower, nothing too big or extravagant. Just a close friends thing and maybe do like a cake reveal or something. Totally environmentally friendly per Kie’s wishes for you.” Sarah said.

“Yes environmentally friendly is a must. I’m down, but I’ll have to talk to JJ about it. He can be weird sometimes, especially because I’m ‘carrying special cargo’. But I’m sure he’ll be down.” You said laughing for mocking JJ.

They smiled and laughed at you.

“How is JJ taking everything?” Sarah asked curiously.

“Definitely overprotective. Way too worrisome, but if it makes him happy I’ll be happy. I’m glad he’s so cautious but I don’t want him to only worry about me. Makes me feel guilty.” You sighed picking at your nails.

“Don’t feel guilty. He loves you and wants the best for your child and you.” Kie said with a smile.

You nodded and gave a smile back, watching as the guys began to make their way back to you. JJ sat beside you and wrapped an arm around your waist.

“J, you’re wet.” You laughed.

“So, wanted to give you a hug.” He said smirking.

“You girls gonna swim?” John B questioned.

“Yeah, wanted to let you guys get to surf for a while.” Sarah said.

“Y/N/N can you swim?” Pope asked.

“Yeah, as long as I don’t get fucked up by the waves I’ll be alright.” You smiled.

You sat and let the guys relax for a second before you all got up and walked towards the water. You didn’t want your pregnancy to stop you from doing normal everyday things, but you also wanted to be very cautious. You swam around in the water ducking under waves, enjoying the company of your friends. You were honestly quite worried about how having two children would impact seeing your friends. You definitely wouldn’t be drinking or smoking like you had before you got pregnant, and you hoped JJ would cut back too but you wouldn’t force him to.

“What’s going on in that head of yours, pretty girl?” JJ asked, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Not much, just thinking about us.” You said with a smile.

JJ smiled back and gave you a peck on the lips.

“I think John B wanted to go out on the marsh. Is that something you want to do?” He questioned.

You nodded your head and laughed as JJ screamed to your friends you were down. After that you all walked back up towards your stuff and began to get ready to head to John B’s dock.

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After spending the whole day on the marsh you were exhausted. You body was sore and your feet swollen. You had been “resting your eyes” against Pope’s shoulder as JJ drove the boat back to the dock.

“Wake up, Y/N/N,” you heard Pope say as he shook your shoulder.

You opened your eyes and looked to see the sun was beginning to set and you were back at the Chateau. You groaned and pulled away from Pope, mumbling an apology.

He helped you stand up and get off the boat. You groaned and mumbled a thank you as you stepped off the boat and onto the dock.

“Hey, baby you okay?” JJ asked quietly.

You nodded your head and allowed yourself to relax against his side. He wrapped his arm tighter around your waist and kissed your head.

“We have something to show you guys. I gotta go grab it but you’ll be excited.” JJ said getting up and heading to the car. You followed behind him quickly, not wanting to be questioned by your friends.

“We’re just gonna give it to them and tell them right?” JJ asked.

“Yeah, nothing special planned.” You said and nodded.

You grabbed your purse from the floor and grabbed the ultrasound. Once you and JJ were ready you walked back hand-in-hand.

“So what’s the news,” John B asked excitedly.

“We’re having twins,” JJ said with a smile. You handed the ultrasound to John B as everyone stood around it.

You watched as your friend’s eyes filled with tears.

“I’m so excited for you.” Kie exclaimed, pulling you both into a hug the rest of your friends joining shortly after.

The rest of the night was filled with drinks, you of course having water. They did a toast for you and JJ and spent the night laughing and planning.

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divinerivals · 4 years

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Nesta groaned lacing her fingers together, stretching upwards with a restful sigh. Turning and twisting in her midnight blue comforter. Her face and mess of dark auburn tresses buried into her plush pillow. Reaching out for her husband's body. Though it wouldn’t surprise her if it was one of their toddlers instead. Still, they would receive the same touch. An arm curling around the middle and a swift peck on the check. The only difference would be how she said good morning. To their toddlers, it would be motherly full of warmth and affection. She’d run her fingers through their thick dark locks, cupping their little rosy cheeks. Until Cassian grabbed them, tickling the two and chasing them out of the bedroom. To Cassian, it would be a good morning prick which would entice him to flip her on her back. Murmuring some damned nonsense of how she loved his prick and he would show her. Or it would be her peppering kisses from his tousled hair down to the nape of his neck. He’d turn to her in a sleepy daze capturing her lips in a morning greeting.

This morning when she reached out there was nothing. No one. Not even the warmth of a body. Just a cold spot of silken sheets. She jumped up startled blue-grey eyes scanning the room for any of them. The only one in the room was her.

“Cassian?” Nesta knew it was ridiculous to call his name in a still room. If he was in the master bath she’d hear him. Loudly too. Always singing off-key or just generally making noise. No matter the time of day he seemed to hold a habit of slamming doors and cabinets, “Aidan? Audrey?” she called for their twins on the off chance they were once again hiding in the walk-in closet or under the bed. No giggles, singing, or cabinet slamming. Only silence.

Pulling the covers off, her bare feet touching the cool cherrywood flooring. Resting a hand over her three-month swollen belly as she walked towards the small black chaise next to the window. People thought they were crazy for having another while the twins were only four. They couldn’t help it and they only needed justification for themselves. Cassian and Nesta always wanted a big family. For Cassian growing up, it was only him and his mother. Things were always lonely and tight. For Nesta, it was troubling. Her mother left them with her father never bothering to contact them again. Her father did nothing but drink his days. She believed if she did nothing that he would eventually get his act together. He didn’t. He never did. Eventually, his sister took in the three girls. Elain and Feyre they loved and adored. Nesta was always pushed aside. Too much like her mother they would say. It took years later for some Illyrian idiot with a man bun crashing into her while leaving a creative writing class to melt the ice around her heart. But he did and with him, she wanted that chance. To fill her house with the laughter and love she never had. Things weren’t always easy for them, but their love and devotion to each other ran deep. Now with her successful career as a writer and his as a gym trainer with his equally successful lines of workout supplements, they had the means for that family and more.

Nesta pulled the sheer curtains apart looking down for any sight of her husband running with the kids. One twin up on his shoulders while Cassian chased the other. Possibly with him pinned to the ground and the two climbing on top of him. It didn’t matter, it was only eight in the morning. If Cassian had it his way. He would drag his wife and the kids outside the second the sun rose. They weren’t outside either. There was only one other place they could be. Nesta grabbed her charcoal robe, slipping into the sleeves and tying it loosely over her striped nightgown. She picked up a hair tie next to the cell, tying her hair in a bun while heading to the door. As she turned the knob, Nesta heard whispers through the doors and realized she should’ve checked the house first. Twisting the doorknob in her hand, silently she pulled it open.

“Daddy. What is book brinding?”

She heard Audrey ask, her shoulder-length hair still mused from sleep, thick and dark like her fathers. They all had their backs to her sitting at the dining table. Audrey on the left, Cassian in the center, and finally quiet little Aidan on the right. Nesta heard Cassian laugh at the innocent question. Folding her arms across her chest, she leaned against the door frame listening to the conversation.

“Bookbinding sweetheart. See it keeps the book together like this.”

“Oooh.”

“Will mommy like it?”

“Course she will, buddy. You and your sister made it.”

“You made it too!” the twins shouted in unison. Cassian shushed them both, “Oh right,” they’re voices lowered, “You made it too,” they repeated.

“Not really. I helped with the writing and tied it. The idea, the drawings, and the pictures you chose. That’s you guys. Daddy has something else planned. She’ll like it.”

“What is it?" Audrey asked. A childlike curiosity in her voice.

"Is it your prick?" Aidan questioned. Nesta stifled a laugh watching her husband's back straighten as he froze in his movements, "You always say she likes that."

"How many conversations do you kids listen to?"

"Oh. Lots," they spoke together.

"Yeah, let's not do that. Some conversations are for mommy and daddy only."

"But what is a prick? And why does mommy like yours so much?"

It was Audrey this time who asked. Nesta didn't have to see his face to know his tanned skin was draining and turning ghost white. By her guess, it was happening quickly. Cassian was good at many things, but awkward talks with almost five-year-olds were not one of those things. Pushing off the frame, she decided to make her presence known to the three most important people in her life.

"What are we doing?" she asked, her brows arched walking towards the dining table.

All three turned around at the same time. Looking like deers in headlights. The twins gasped, throwing their small hands over a squared object on the onyx table. Both of them fussing over who was louder and caused her to wake. Saying things like mommy needs sleep for the baby. The baby won't grow if you wake her up. Cassian hushed them both, pushing the chair out to go and greet his beloved. The twins followed suit.

Although Aidan and Audrey were twins. Their looks weren't similar except for their olive-toned skin. It seemed to be a mix of Cassian and Nesta. Aidan was a spitting image of his mother. Hair a deep golden hue like her and his eyes a marbled blend of grey and blue. Like a storm on the sea. His small child features were already strong like hers, both mother and son having sharp noses. He had his father's courageous and outspoken personality, but Nesta's love of reading. Aidan held an imagination that outweighed even his sisters of magic, fairytales, and dragons. He was still dressed in his pj's. A cheesy little blue and red set that read Mommy's little super hero on the front.

Audrey, on the other hand, looked at that of her father. Hair black as night and down to her shoulders. She liked it that way with bangs. It was like Cassian and auntie Amren. Her eyes were a bright amber with flecks of green throughout. Like sunbeams breaking through rich green leaves in a forest. Lips pouty and plush like him. She too loved reading, not as much as Aidan though. Audrey had a knack for adventure. Wanting to be the princess and yet wield a blade. She had her father's free spirit and her mother's stubbornness. Audrey stood there in her white and pink polka-dotted nightgown. A heart in the center with, Mommy's sweetheart embroidered. Standing close to Cassian. A daddy's girl through and through.

Cassian who stood there in the same wardrobe as the kids. A black shirt with black and red plaid bottoms. Grinning ear to ear at her, running his hair through his thick, wavy locks. He glanced at the kids to his sides, "Why don't you get the present?" they both nodded giggling. He stepped to Nesta, hand resting on her belly, kissing her sweetly, "Happy Mothers Day Nes."

"Thank you," giving him a chaste kiss, "What are you up to? Besides gifting your prick to me."

"Only gifting if it if you want it, sweetheart. I was thinking Amren and Valerian could watch the kids. Which I already asked. They said yes. We can go for brunch, get you one of those prenatal massages you like so much.."

She hummed, curling her arms around his waist. Resting her head against his chest. Cassian ran his fingers down her spine, "What if I want it?" She crooned.

"Insatiable woman," he teased, smirking at her.

"Let's call it a pregnancy craving."

He chuckled kissing the top of her head," Whatever you say. The kids have been working on this for a week by the way."

Aidan and Audrey returned shouting to Nesta to shut her eyes. She did as requested. Cassian guided her to the couch. The twins sat next to her and Cassian sat on the edge. Nesta felt a weight in her lap.

"Happy Mothers day!" they shouted in unison. Nesta flicked her eyes open to look at the item. She gasped. Her heart full looking at her gift. A book. They made her a book. Nesta Archeron wasn't someone who cried. So far in her life, she cried three times. When Cassian proposed, when they married, and when the twins were born. Now she supposed it was time for another. She could feel her eyes brimming with wetness. Overcome with emotion.

The cover was a drawing of what she guessed was Aidan and Audrey. It was a titled Why we Love Mommy. Nesta assumed the title was Cassian. It was too forward for a child. The sides of the book were laced together in a red ribbon. She opened the first page. It was a drawing of her and Cassian while she was pregnant. If the drawing didn’t give it away the sentence stating it would have. Some pages had photos of the four of them or Just Nesta and the kids. Most page was filled with inaccurate drawings and little stick figures. She loved it anyway. The bodies of themselves and then the twins when they showed in the book were far from proportionate. On one page Nesta's legs were as long as the drawn Cassian next to her. Sometimes the twins were taller than their parents. Her favorites were the ones of Cassian with circles as muscles playing his guitar while Nesta sat on the floor. Drawn with a long-armed Aidan and a book bigger than her head. The pages had simple sentences like: We love mommy for giving us a home in her tummy, We love when daddy plays music and Mommy reads to us, We love mommy’s pancakes. She didn't even realize tears were falling when she read the last page. There was a heart messily drawn and at the bottom, it read, We love mommy cause she’s pretty and strong, and she loves daddy and us bigger than space and dragons. It was a sentence only two four-year-olds could muster. It touched her in a way she couldn’t fathom. Her touchy pregnancy hormones had gotten the best of her. By now her tears were streaming down her face. Not from sadness, but affection.

"Nes?" he questioned handing her a tissue. She took it, nodding her thanks, dabbing at her tears.

"Do you like it, mommy?" The twins asked. She wrapped her arms around her babies. Planting a loving kiss on their heads. They hugged back as tightly as their little arms could.

"Yes. I love it very much. It's my favorite book," she shared a look with Cassian, her lips trembling but her smile wide. He reached out to squeeze her hand.

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a/n: This is actually part of series called: Mother’s Day in Velaris. Which atm has two parts. Nessian and Elriel (Which I’ll repost tonight). I still need to do Feysand and it will be complete.

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flutteringphalanges · 4 years

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Summary: It is public knowledge that Zoe Van Helsing is the last of her blood line. Not to mention that, in a sense, Count Dracula is too. However, after an unexpected night of passion, both their lives dramatically change when Zoe becomes pregnant. Two unconventional parents, one extraordinary pregnancy. What could go wrong?

Rating: M

Pairings: Zoe Van Helsing/Dracula & Agatha Van Helsing/Dracula

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A/N: Thank you to all who have left kudos/comments/reviews and even have taken the time to read this story thus far! I'm having loads of fun writing this one and I'm hoping you are enjoying it too! Okay, enough of my blabber, here's the next chapter!

Chapter Three

Gemellology. The scientific study of twins. One child out of every thirty two children born was a twin. In the United Kingdom alone, one in out of sixty five babies born were some number of multiples. And one, twin pregnancy, out of the billions of people in the world was the result of a paternal vampire. Singular. Unique. No one else on the planet would be like them. The statistics, though not publicly published, were there. Zoe had never felt so overwhelmed in her life.

"Because of your age, health complications, and the fact you are carrying twins, you're considered high risk," Dr. Clyde explained, Zoe sitting rather motionless as the doctor began to scribble instructions onto a pad.

"Is there something we should be concerned about?" Dracula inquired, his attention focused on the doctor. "Perhaps momentarily taking leave from her job?" Zoe didn't have to look over to know that the vampire was fighting a smirk.

"It's nothing you need stress about at this point," the doctor assured, smiling at Dr. Van Helsing. "We'll just have to schedule more routine visits and run some tests if need be. Monitoring you and making sure everything is going well with you and your babies is the important thing. Here," he held out a piece of paper that she hesitantly took. "Just some recommended prenatal vitamins, folate and iron supplements, the works."

"Iron, an important component of blood," Agatha commented. "Perhaps you consider increasing your dosage of that based on your fetuses' needs."

"Over the counter?" Zoe asked, ignoring the other two in the room. "Pharmacy?"

"Yes, whichever location is convenient to you," Dr. Clyde replied. "Generic or name brand doesn't matter. It is important to stay on them though, we strive for healthy babies." He reached out for Zoe's hand. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Dr. Van Helsing. They can schedule your next appointment up front. And congratulations again," he grinned at Dracula. "To the both of you."

"Thank you," the vampire answered. "This was quite the surprise for both of us. But I welcome this new chapter in our lives, isn't that right, darling?"

"Callous beast," Agatha frowned at Zoe's side. "This is why you never let your guard down with a vampire. Have you learned nothing?"

"Thank you, Dr. Clyde," the doctor exhaled, pushing herself out of the cot. "I'll see you soon I suppose."

Zoe did her best to ignore Dracula the moment she stepped back into the waiting room. She could sense him looming over her shoulder as she set up her next appointment. Blocking his view or not, she knew the man would find a way to attend. He was dreadfully good in that department. Still in shock over the whole experience, she made her way to the elevator.

"So twins," the vampire said, breaking the silence. "I cannot say that I was exactly expecting that. And both with beating hearts. How peculiar."

"I'd rather not discuss parenthood, especially with you," Zoe grumbled, pressing the down key. "You changing my appointment was inappropriate, even for you. Do you realize how late it is? I have to get up early for work tomorrow and-" The doctor was abruptly caught off when she felt a firm, cold grip on her shoulder.

"The Harker Foundation?" Dracula's amused expression had now darkened. "So you are really hellbent on going back there? After this?!" He motioned at her still flat abdomen. "That place. You know what it is. The purpose. What they are." The count touched her stomach, Zoe immediately swatted his hand away. "Do you know what they'd do to you if they found out? To them?"

"What I do isn't any of your concern," the doctor frowned deeply. "I hold high regards towards my job. Even with you gone, we've made progress."

"Then your intent is to experiment on them?" Dracula growled, Zoe beginning to feel slightly fearful. "And to think I was the one who was believed to be heartless-"

"I have absolutely no intentions to do anything of the sort you're accusing me of," she finally spat back. "Nor do I intend on informing people what I'm carrying. But I will say this, if I am truly hellbent on anything at this point, is keeping you out of my life." The elevator door opened but neither of them made a move to enter. "When you chose to leave the walls of the Foundation-"

"My prison," he corrected.

"...The institution, you made the choice to become not involved," it was an argument that didn't make much sense, but she needed something to go off on. "So now, like the Foundation, I'm choosing to be not involved with you. Not that our relationship was anything but distant acquaintances."

Dracula fell silent for a moment before letting out a low chuckle. "Are you trying to punish me, Zoe?" He asked, clearly amused. "Because if that is your goal, you are failing to achieve it."

"Leave," Agatha urged. "This is just going to keep going around in circles and despite being dead, it's giving me a headache."

"I'm done," the doctor said, finally walking into the elevator. "And if you had a shred of humanity left in you, you'd leave me be."

The vampire's mouth opened up to say something, but Zoe had already jammed the close button so hard the doors slid shut. She sighed, leaning against the wall as the speakers hummed a soft tune.

"Good girl," Agatha smiled. "Checkmate."

"The same goes for you," Zoe muttered, glaring at Agatha. "You're just as a thorn in my side as he is. Please...just give me peace."

The nun gave her a curious look before disappearing out of sight. How Zoe had kept from losing it, she wasn't sure. As the elevator doors opened and she stepped into the night, she began to question it all. Twins. Motherhood. Dracula. Her ghost of an aunt. Her eyes flickered down to the crumpled up piece of paper in her hands. The list of instructions the doctor gave her. Everything really was turning upside down.

Two Months Later

Dracula seemed to heed her words from that night. Weeks had passed and Zoe had yet to see the vampire. Even at her appointments, she wasn't greeted to the unwelcome sight of the man. Agatha too had kept her distance, the doctor only seeing flickers of the woman occasional around her house. Life was turning out to be pretty alright-excluding the fact of the ever growing list of pregnancy symptoms she was starting to experience.

"That's your third bagel."

Zoe peered down at her plate, noting that she had indeed consumed yet another circular dough ball smothered with cream cheese. Her attention turned back to her former graduate student, Jack Seward, who'd joined her for lunch that day. He proved to be nice company, someone she could always count on.

"I'm hungry," she admitted. "A side effect of pregnancy."

"And you're still not going to tell me who the father is?" He inquired, smiling as Zoe went for another bite of her bagel. "I thought you never wanted kids."

"I didn't," she admitted. "But when I went into remission, something changed within me. I can't describe it. So I decided to try out in vitro fertilization," Zoe smirked. "Took the first time and now I'm having twins. You and I both know science is fascinating."

She gently placed a hand on her stomach that had already begun to swell. She had yet to feel anything other than bloating. But it was almost comforting. Knowing that she wasn't alone-well, besides Agatha's unwanted haunting. Everything had been running so smoothly, Zoe would almost forget at times that the twins weren't fully human.

"So the Foundation is still keeping tabs on Dracula," Jack said, taking a sip of his coffee. "You of all people must regret not having him around to study him."

Zoe nearly choked on her next bite. Coughing, she grabbed her glass of water and swallowed a few large gulps. Concern crossed the younger man's face, but the doctor waved away, nodding that she was fine.

"His whereabouts aren't a concern of mine," she inhaled. "His activity is being monitored and with that horrible lawyer of his, not much can be done."

"Has he tried to contact you?

"No," she replied. "Not recently."

"Recently?" Jack inquired, looking a little worried. "So he's tried in the past?"

This was the last subject she wanted to discuss. Thinking of a way out of it, she scrunched her face in displeasure. Placing her hands on her stomach, she tried to appear sick. Convincing.

"I'm feeling rather ill," Zoe lied, rising from the table. "Morning sickness. I should go home. I'll text you later. Thank you for lunch. It was great seeing you, Jack."

"But, I…"

Zoe had already hurried off towards her car before he could finish. Unlocking it, she threw her purse into the passenger seat and slid in. Dracula. Of all the subjects to discuss. The idea really did turn her stomach. Pulling out of the cafe parking lot, she started to make her way home. Some tea. Perhaps a movie. She needed to clear her mind.

The first thing she did when she walked through the door was collapse on the couch. Even though she wasn't going through chemotherapy treatments anymore, she still experienced extreme exhaustion. Pregnancy. The wonder of it all. Placing a hand on her stomach, she exhaled. It was hard to believe two tiny-well, babies, were growing in there. Surreal even. Zoe allowed her eyes to close, taking a moment to rest before going about her day. Peace of mind. That was the least she could ask for as she found herself drifting off…

A loud, but rhythmic knock startled Zoe from her slumber. She sat up abruptly, cursing herself from nodding off. She looked over at the time and to her horror realized the afternoon had become the night. Inhaling, she walked over to the door, wondering who it could be at this hour. Had she forgotten something and Jack came to return it? Certainly it wasn't the landlord. She always paid the rent on time. As she opened the door, she immediately realized her mistake.

"Good evening," the man said. "I apologize for the unannounced visit, I would have called but it appears you blocked my number. May I come in? I think there is a lot of catching up to do," his eyes fell onto her stomach, mouth twitching into a smile. "A lot."

Count Dracula.

God, smite her down where she stood.

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anxiouspregnantlady · 4 years

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Lamaiam

Life after miscarriage after infertility after miscarriage.

I’m 28, married, and I long to have a baby.

I’ve lost three before they were born, including a pair of twins. My first miscarriage was in Jan 2019. We experienced infertility for more than a year after that. We found out we were pregnant again in June 2020 and miscarried a week after.

I don’t want to do IVF or IUI - I don’t think it will help the specific type of fertility issue I’m facing.

My whole life has become centered around my quest for a healthy, fertile body - and as a natural result, a healthy baby (and then a few after that).

Most days, I feel abso-fucking-lutely insane. Some days, I feel fine.

Here’s what I do, lifestyle & supplements wise:

Prenatals with folate

NAC

Fish oil

Extra folate + vitamin D

Thyroid supplements

Acupuncture weekly + chinese herbs (special formulation for me) twice a day

Mayan abdominal massage daily

Hypnotherapy for fertility daily

Did several months of talk therapy, but too $$

Yoga almost daily

Mostly fertility-friendly & low inflammatory diet (very low gluten/dairy/sugar/processed foods; mostly veggies & greens, berries, nuts & seeds, quinoa & brown rice, eggs, lentils, wild salmon, tofu small quantities of poultry/red meat)

Low impact strength training almost every day

I get pretty good sleep. Solid 8+ hours.

No caffeine (all decaf), except occasional green tea

Almost no alcohol (maybe 1-2 glasses of wine A MONTH)

In terms of diagnostics:

Hormone labs, baseline and all throughout luteal phase

Prolactin/thyroid/DHEA/testosterone

Lupus anticoagulants/Anticardiolipin

Follicular ultraound series (twice)

Semen analysis

HSG aka Hysterosalpingography

Endometrial biopsy

The only clinical significant diagnosis we’ve found in almost six months of testing is chronic endometritis (CE), which was mild, and which I’m being treated for via a course of doxycycline.

Anyway, now that we’ve got all the nitty gritty out of the way, this is going to be my space to RANT the hell as much as I want.

#infertility #miscarriage

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fauveshumankaiju · 5 years

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uncle Ni...

He told Ni first.

Actually, he didn’t tell anyone at first. He threw up in the bathroom of the family practice clinic, then sat on the bench in front of the parking lot for an hour before driving to CVS to get mouthwash and splash some water on his face at the drinking fountain outside. After a little bit of vacillating he also grabbed some prenatal vitamins on the way out. If all else failed, he could always take them while not pregnant, after all. Baby vitamins probably wouldn’t hurt adult Rodan.

Then he sat at the beach for another hour, watching the water lap at the sand. It was fall and chilly and overcast, even in Monsuta, which was rarely properly cold.

He thought, for the first time in a while, about his own family. Wondered how they were doing, wherever they were. They didn’t seem to want to have a lot to do with him – he wondered if they would if they knew that he was involved with a foreign billionaire. He wondered if they knew how much he’d changed since he saw them last. Not that he particularly cared to find out.

One hand resting on his stomach, he stared up at the white sky and thought about what kind of a parent he’d make, if he ended up being one. It’d been a month, apparently; he couldn’t remember what he’d done in that past month, but he was a chemist. He handled all kinds of weird teratogens, he’d had a few glasses of wine, he definitely hadn’t taken his prenatal folate supplements. His brain was helpfully providing him with all the weird mutations he’d learned about in his undergrad intro to biochem courses, which really was NOT helping the anxiety. Of course he’d fuck this up before it even started. How was he supposed to know he should be looking out for getting knocked up? He was a man, for god’s sakes, his anatomy was different from most, sure, but he dutifully stuck himself in the ass with a syringe once a month to claim the right to shave, sweat like a stuck hog and, oh, yeah, not get pregnant. Turns out the last purported effect of hormones was false advertising.

After some more staring and shivering in misery, he went home. Home being the Ghidorah’s apartment downtown – at least one of the brothers was bound to be there at any point in time and Rodan had a spare key if they weren’t. Ichi was usually flying around the world or in a conference call; Ni was in and out of town doing his own inscrutable work, but at least San might be there.

I can’t face San, he thought sickly as he locked his bike in the underground garage and keyed in to the elevator. He thought of San’s sharp, gentle face, the boyish joy on it when he found something new and interesting to play with. He would say whatever Rodan wanted him to say - even now that Rodan didn’t know what that would be. He’d bend over backwards to make Rodan happy even if it wasn’t what the Ghidorahs wanted. Rodan would say – “I wanna do this, high speed low drag, let’s have this baby and raise it and be domestic and shit, congrats on your new heir, I guess, I promise I didn’t do this intentionally to trap you and your rich powerful brothers into a relationship with me or something like that,” and San would be game. He could also say “I’m telling you this just to let you know, but there’s no way in hell that I’m gonna let this thing live rent-free in the body I spent my life trying to get, so it’s eviction time.” And San would be game for that, too.

San would be a pretty good dad, Rodan thought. Masochistic tendencies aside he was gentle and attentive to the things he wanted to keep safe. He thought of the Dane bobbing a toddler on his knee while he watched cadaver dissection films and huffed in amusement.

The elevator up to the penthouse apartment had bizarre club-like lighting, low and purple-blue. It stuck out to him right now for some reason. Rodan studied himself in the elevator mirror as it dinged upwards. Small, lean, dressing nicer than he used to in black jeans and a bright button-down but still sporting his old red leather jacket and combat boots. He leaned in closer, staring himself in the eyes, evaluating. The face in the mirror looked back at him, brazen and daring.

30 and still sporting a mohawk. Bitching. Didn’t look like much of a father, though.

Daddy, his mind (un)helpfully supplied.

The elevator opened and he let himself into the one door on the other side of the anteroom. Theirs was the only place on the top floor of the building; it had the best view of the city, the Monsuta bay arcing out into the distance through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, the glinting buildings on view in Ichi’s rarely-used bedroom. Rodan liked the view, but the building itself was always a little cold for his taste.

He kicked off his boots into the hall closet when he got in, jangling his keys as advance warning.

“I’m home!” he called. He’d been out for the past few days and staying overnight at his own apartment, since it was closer to work. San had been bothering him about moving in with them for weeks but Rodan liked to try to preserve this last vestige of independence while he still could – the Ghidorahs were overgenerous with him, but life had always taught Rodan that other people’s kindness came with strings attached.

“On the couch,” Niels called from the long, flat couch in the living room.

Rodan dropped his shopping bag on the counter and joined the middle brother on the couch. Ni was dressed in a devastatingly fashion-forward flightsuit, the top zipped down and tied about his waist over a sleeveless turtleneck. His eyes flicked upwards as Rodan collapsed onto the couch next to him – he didn’t respond, as usual.

“How’s it going?” Rodan ventured. It was hard to tell, with Ni, whether he was in a conversational mood, but it seemed rude not to greet him. Not that the middle Ghidorah ever had any compunction about that.

Ni was on his desk-sized tablet, surrounded by fabric swatches and upholstery books like a king holding a very strange patchwork court. Peeking at the screen on his lap Rodan saw a collage of floor plans and schematics, probably for the Xilien apartment complex that was nearing completion on the south side of Monsuta. Once the building was done, Ni and San would get to work decorating while Ichi took care of the business side of the development business. Ichi didn’t talk about work at home, though, so Rodan’s familiarity with the corporation came mostly from watching Ni fling inspiration images across his tablet screen and fume over comically large paper architecture diagrams.

“Fine,” Ni tapped his pencil against his lips. “We are getting somewhere, finally.”

“Yeah?”

“M-hm. The issue with the climate control – it has all been sorted out. I’m going to start finishing the walls next week.”

“Wow, that’s a quick turnaround time for contracting.”

“Ech, there are only so many painting companies in this town, and they can only refuse so many of our generous offers. Principles, money. No contest.” He sounded satisfied, which explained his unusually effusive mood. After a second, he remembered politeness. “How are you?”

“Pregnant.”

“H-what?”

Rodan tapped himself on the stomach and smiled thinly.

Ni’s eyebrows shot up to his fringe. A moment. He cocked his head owlishly. Rodan pursed his lips and nodded.

“How?”

“Are you asking about the mechanics? Because it’s like-“ Rodan made a circle with one thumb and forefinger and stuck the other pointer finger inside. “-you know..”

“Jesus kristus, stop that!”

“You do know something about sex, right? They had sex ed back in Denmark?”

Ni set his tablet briskly on the coffee table and collected himself for a second. Rodan almost had the good sense to be scared. Ni was normally restrained, cool and aloof, but this wasn’t a normal situation. This was a very Ni-will-lose-his-cool-and-get-real-scary situation.

“They don’t know about it yet,” Rodan supplied quickly. “I don’t know how to tell them. If. I tell them. I don’t need to, I could just take care of it on my own and it won’t be a problem. I thought that one of you should know about it, at least, so you can weigh in on it, since on a molecular level it’s technically genetically your kid too, so you have a say in what happens, and if you’re angry then at least I know Ichi definitely will be to so I can just figure out what to do based on what you do-“

Ni cut him off with a single finger and an icy stare. He’d pushed his sunglasses up to the top of his head after rubbing his face.

“... You talk so much.”

“Yeah, bastard, I’m nervous.”

“You think that we’re going to be unhappy about it.”

Rodan exhaled and settled back into the couch. Damn uncomfortable piece of furniture. “Well, yeah. I’m not exactly-“ he gestured at himself “prime 1-percent relationship material.”

Ni didn’t respond, staring at him.

“Not that I think I’m less than you guys, obviously, it’s just – if you had the choice, you probably would have wanted to be tied down to someone else. Someone you could be seen out with and not worry about what some gossip site would say about you slumming with your trashy American boyfriend. Someone Ichi could take to dinner parties in Europe, someone who could take San out every night when he gets into his weird moods, someone you could trust. And this whole thing is just going to tie you down to me, and then I’m going to…” let you down, he thought lamely.

Ni was still staring at him. Rodan swallowed and looked away with weak finality.

In one swift movement the Dane swung over to the far side of the couch, slamming one leg down over Rodan’s lap to straddle him and planting his hands on his shoulders, pushing him into the couch. Rodan cursed and tried to grab his arms to push him off but he got batted away. Fuck, he forgot how strong Ni was. All that construction and jiu jitsu. Well, if he had to die, this wasn’t the worst way to go, strangled by his lovers’ twin brother.

But Ni wasn’t trying to kill him, at least not right now. In fact, it felt almost like he was trying to be gentle, which felt as unnatural as his attempts at speaking Spanish sounded. His grip was soft as he raised a hand, reaching out to touch Rodan’s face, before deciding against it and resting it on his shoulder again. Rodan let out the breath he was holding.

“If they find out, they are going to do everything in their power to convince you to keep them.”

“Why would they do that?” Rodan breathed. Ichi, he meant. San, he couldn’t imagine having a strong opinion on his potential fatherhood.

“Because they’re our blood,” Ni said slowly, looking down at Rodan’s chest. “The thing that separates us from the rest of the world, those crass dumb creatures that we have to deal with outside, is our blood. It ties us together. It makes us who we are. It’s inescapable and irrefutable. And now you share that blood, too. You and the children you’d have are part of our family no matter what. You understand that, Rodan, yes? You are part of our family now. You are Ghidorah.” He clapped Rodan’s cheeks in his hands, part slap and part affectionate tap, like he always did to San. “If you talk about yourself like you did I’ll get very angry with you. You are Ghidorah. Nobody insults Ghidorah, even a Ghidorah.”

“You’re not… mad?”

Ni shrugged, then made a circle with the fingers of one hand and stuck his other hand’s pointer finger in. “I don’t know what else I expected when this started happening.”

“Yeah, well, my bad. I didn’t do my research.”

“Neither did we.”

“Don’t blame yourself, Ni, you’re, like, 99% not the father.”

“Genetically, you said, I might as well be.”

“Well – yeah, you got me there.” Rodan sighed, feeling himself relax. Then, a little more seriously - “So what do you think I should do?”

Ni looked down at him, arms crossed, his face arranged into a carefully neutral mask. “Do whatever you like. Don’t worry about Ichi and San, though. Your children will want for nothing with us as their fathers. Just don’t tell them about your having them right now unless you’re completely sure you want to have the children.”

“Children?” Rodan scoffed. “Plural? No way in hell I’m doing this again. If I’m doing this at all.”

“Oh, of course,” Ni said casually. “They’re going to be twins, at least.”

“Oh! Are they.”

“Yes. They’re Ghidorah.”

“That’s a pretty bold declaration, Doctor Niels.”

“And mark my words, it’s true. We always come in multiples.” Ni swung off of Rodan’s lap and pushed himself back into his couch corner where he stretched himself over the armrest like a cat. Rodan suddenly missed his weight and the spicy smell of his aftershave and he had to mentally slap himself down when he had the split-second urge to go crawl into Ni’s lap. He might be surprisingly cool with being an uncle, but that didn’t mean that Rodan could push the tenuous peace that he’d been trying to build since they’d met.

He rested his head on the couch and stared up at the ceiling. Uncle Niels. He’d probably give the best presents. Ni was up all night most nights anyway, he could feed the kid if they woke up. Probably not with the rest of the messy childcare business, but Rodan and San could probably take care of that, and Ni might even end up liking the kid once they were old enough to hold a conversation.

Oh, god, here he was thinking like he’d already made some kind of decision. What would Mothra do in this situation? She was the most has-her-shit-together person that he knew. She’d probably make a list of pros and cons, and then Goji would encourage her to stop thinking so hard about it and go with her gut, and then – yeah, not helpful.

Who was he kidding? He was Rodan Rodan. He lived his life on the razor’s edge. He burned down a building and got himself tied up in a relationship with the violent-minded billionaires who owned it. Equations were for the lab, and even then, Rodan did his best work when he forgot about measurements and mathematics and went with his gut. That’s what got him here, a priceless apartment in a beachside city with a job he loved and a life that never stopped being interesting and terrifying and beautiful. With three interesting and terrifying and beautiful partners who might consider staying with him here for a little while.

How do you feel, right now? He asked himself. Ni’s stylus tapped; the heating had turned on. Outside the clouds were boiling but the two of them were safe together, peaceful.

He didn’t know where he’d be in eight months, how he’d feel then, but right now? He smiled. He’d go with his gut.

#pregnancy ment #next time: Ichi has a wholeass breakdown #RODAD!#fauve writes #i just wanted to write some damm daophin backstory #Ni is not the MOST in character but i just drew this out and wanted to get through it! nd on to the good development!#rodorah #ni #writing

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thetwinsprenatal · 1 month

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divawomenshospital · 1 year

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rookieinbflat · 5 years

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Ours

Ethan x MC (Levin Stern)

WC: ~1700

Tags: @writerapprentice @vickypoochoices

Summary: you guys apparently love the domestic fluff so I’m going to be doing a little mini series about some Mini Ramseys

Levin can barely contain her excitement as she walks down the halls of Edenbrook, towards Ethan’s office. She’s basically running at this point, manoeuvring her way through the patients with a huge smile, the sort of smile that hurts your cheeks. Levin and Sienna had done the blood tests yesterday and the results just came back in. Curling her fingers into a loose fist, she raps her knuckles on the door to his office gently. He calls out for her to enter and when she opens the door, he looks up at her over the lenses of his glasses, he looks so hot in his glasses, she thinks to herself silently, though she’s said it to him out loud numerous times.

He smiles softly, her beauty never failing to impress him, “To what do I owe the pleasure?” She smirks at him, walking over to his desk and preaching herself by his left side, the skirt she’s wearing rides up over her legs and Ethan has to remind himself that they’re in the workplace. Ethan’s desk is littered with papers and medical journals, he’s writing his new book and the research seems almost endless, if only he could pull out of the contract with the publisher.

“I have some test results I wanted you to look over, the patient has been complaining of lower back pain, abdominal cramps and occasional nausea,” Levin hands him the stack of papers, printed in black and white.

Ethan looks over the blood tests, “Hm, I can't see anything wrong,” he murmurs, “except for here, c’mon Rookie, these are hCG positive,” he shakes his head, surprised she missed such obvious results, his eyes scan up to the corner of the page and looks at the patient name and age.

Stern, L E 17/09/1992

Levin braces herself as he puts the pieces together, his brows furrow and then he shoots out of his chair, gathering her in his arms and spinning the young doctor around his office. Levin squeals loud enough for the entire hospital to hear, but she doesn’t care, she’s excited and full of love. Ethan places her back down on the floor and holds her by the hips, “We’re gonna have a baby?” He asks with a twinkle in his blue eyes, the last time she saw this exact look was their wedding day.

“Actually, Dr Ramsey, I think you missed something in these results,” she smirks and picks up the results from the large oak desk, showing him the paper and pointing out numbers from the blood tests.

A small whisper escapes from his lips, “Twins?” Ethan is shellshocked, a baby was one thing but twins, my god, they were going to need to move, not to mention the cost of baby supplies and getting them on a waiting list for a good daycare, had Levin been taking prenatal supplements? She’s going to need a new car with a higher safety rating and cut back on the caffeine.

Levin looked up at him in awe, her gorgeous husband had been in this hospital since he was twenty-six and had rarely let his guard down, until now. Levin reaches up and places her soft hands on his cheeks, gently caressing them with her thumbs, “Babe, we're gonna get through this,” she reassures him with kind eyes, her voice is calm and soothing and Ethan feels like they’re the only two people in the universe, “together,” he lets out a breath he didn't realise he was holding and leans down to kiss her softly, his stubble tickling her lips.

He sighs, “We're going to have a family,” he says the words like he almost doesn’t believe them, “how far along?” He queries, his gorgeous wife looking up at him with chocolate brown eyes.

“About three months, we’ll need to ultrasound to confirm twins, but they run in my family so I’ve got a pretty good idea,” she chuckles and he throws the paper over his shoulder and all but drags her to obstetrics, plants her in a chair and boots up the ultrasound machine.

The gel he spreads across her torso is cold and she shivers, but when two little blobs start to show up on the ultrasound screen, she’s struggling to hold back tears. The increased hormones haven’t really helped the fact that Levin cries at just about anything, from a cute dog on the sidewalk, to mildly sad stories she sees on the internet. These babies were going to change their life, Levin has wanted this since the day they started going steady, after growing up in a big family, she’d always dreamed of starting her own and now here they were - at the beginning of that journey.

Ethan reaches over to take her hand in his and he squeezes it hard like she’s the only thing keeping holding him to Earth, “Ours.”

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The months that follow are a blur and Ethan has launched into full doctor mode - it's endearingly annoying. Levin sighs and rolls out of bed, it's a little past five am and even though she has a day off today, she can't bring herself to sleep in. She sits on the edge of the bed and stretches out of arms and shoulders before standing up to look in the mirror on the vanity. She’s showing now, her belly is round and stretch marks are littered across her hips, she’s had to buy maternity bras which probably run the same price as their utility bill. Levin runs her hands across the skin there, picturing the two little babies growing inside of her. Pregnancy has been both a miracle and a really weird experience. No one prepared her for the feeling of having twins do somersaults in her body, kicking and moving all the time.

Seven months down, two to go.

Levin used to cry a lot - sad movies, cute dogs, adoption videos, you name it and she’s probably cried over it, but since the ultrasound, she hasn’t cried once. Ethan jokes that the pregnancy hormones were better than any anti-anxieties he could prescribe. Ethan has cut back on work, he only goes in five days a week now, he leaves early in the morning and is always home by seven, usually six. They spend their weekends in the park or wandering around the city, looking at boutique baby stores and figuring out what they want their future life as a family to look like. He comes home with sorbet a lot, draws her baths and massages the tension out of her shoulder. They day he tells Naveen the news is the best day of his life, Naveen looks between the two of them with stars in his eyes, his dream of seeing his mentee living his life to the fullest more rewarding that any case he’s ever solved.

Levin attempts to pull her robe around her and walks out to the kitchen where Ethan is preparing breakfast. He does this every morning, no matter what time he has to be at the hospital and he's back every night for dinner. Levin thinks he's more nervous about the pregnancy than her, he spends all his spare time reading parenting books, medical journals on parenting, talking to obstetricians at the top of their field, childhood behavioural analysts. She knows that he's worried about being a good dad, but Levin has no doubts at all. She wouldn’t have gotten this far if she wasn’t completely and utterly sure of the fact that he was going to be the best dad for their children. Levin smiles and turns down the radio slightly, its Mozart and just a little bit loud for five am. She walks over to where he’s cooking eggs on the stovetop and wraps her arms around him, despite the obvious protrusion coming off of her torso.

“Morning,” she sighs lazily and he turns the heat off on the eggs so he can turn around to face her, kissing her softly.

“Morning Rookie, sleep alright?” Ethan brushes stray hairs out of her face and watches her with blue eyes that make her weak at the knees, “sorry if I woke you,”

“No, my body clock is still running on early morning wake-ups,” She shuffles him out of the way and places two eggs on her plate, along with a side of veggies and baked tofu. Ethan hands her a capful of the three different prenatal vitamins he's got her on and she washes them down with some water, “Thanks for making breakfast,” his smile could light up the city, she’s sure of it.

They sit down at the table and Ethan is flicking through his emails when something catches his eye, “Lev,” he lifts his chin, asking her to join him on the other side of the table, “the realtor just sent me this,” he turns the iPad so she can see and her eyes light up.

She gasps softly, “Oh my god, Ethan, it's beautiful,” she tells him, her smile is stretched bright across her face. They’ve been looking for houses since they found out she was pregnant but they’ve struggled to find the perfect place. Everything was too small, or too big, too far out of town or not enough space. Great real estate in Boston was not an easy thing to come by, and when it did come around it often didn't stay on the market for long.

Ethan feels anxiety bubble in his gut - it's getting closer and closer to go time. They were talking about baby names, nursery colours, preschools to send them to. He’s wracked with nerves but then he glances at Levin from the corner of his eye and he sees that smile that gives him a reason. If angels exist, she’s got to be one of them, Ethan is sure of it.

He wraps an arm around her and uses his other hand to navigate the webpage, “They have a viewing on Saturday,” he points out the dates and times, “I’m supposed to be at work but I’m sure I can swing an hour or so off to go with you,” he's smiling now too.

“If you can't make it I’m sure Sienna would come with me, it's not a huge problem,” before she can argue anymore he cuts her off with a kiss, his eyes soft.

“I’ll be there.” He says it with no room for protest so she relents, leans in slowly and tells him she loves him.

#ethan ramsey #ethan x mc #open heart #choices #choices: open heart #dr ethan ramsey #edenbrook #oh #love #babies #fluff

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momsavvyus · 5 years

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Welcome to Motherhood

THE TEST CAME BACK POSITIVE, NOW WHAT?

But, what if you're not ready? You don't know if you'll be a good Mom.. Breathe! Everything will be OK.

Whether planned or by complete surprise, I'm more than sure you are wondering what to do next.

Focus on the basics right now doing so will set the tone for the next 9-10 months with minimal stress.

Step 1. Schedule an appointment with your Primary car physician.

They will confirm the pregnancy and advise you on choosing specialists to help monitor your pregnancy. Some family practice doctors provide prenatal care and attend deliveries.

How will they confirm? Most PCP will confirm via urine and/or blood. Me personally I'd prefer urine but the reality is that sometimes urine will not suffice, be prepared for blood work. Make sure you are hydrated, drink at least 16oz of water prior to your appointment. Trust me, you will be glad you did.

Step 2. Take a trip to your local Vitamin Shop or GNC and stock up on Prenatal Vitamins!

Prenatal care starts in the womb, keep your energy levels high by taking nutritional supplements to supply you and baby with essential minerals needed as you both develop.

Pros:Reduce the risk of a whole array of conditions, from the annoying to the harmful, including:

Anemia

Fatigue

Leg and muscle cramps

Low immunity

Postpartum depression

Weakness

Low appetite

Skin irritation

Brain fog

Cons: Honestly there aren't many cons vitamins are necessary however you may experience heightened pregnancy side effects such as

• Nausea. To avoid this, opt for a chew able vitamin vs a huge pill. If you don't mind taking pills try taking your prenatal vitamin with food (and never on an empty stomach). It also helps to take them at night, so you are asleep when the nausea would potentially kick in.

• Constipation. You have the iron content to thank for this.

• A change in urine color or odor. B vitamins, in particular, may be the contributing factor, though these are harmless changes.

Recommendations:

Ritual-Essential Prenatal (vegan)

Natures Way- Alive

Honest CODHA Complete

Pink StorkTotal Prenatal Plus (vegetarian)

Step 3.Find an (OB-GYN) or a nurse-midwife.

Which is the best recommendation?

Such a difficult question to answer and so subjective.

But really the question is ‘what are you looking for in your doctor?’ since every OBGYN has their own approach. It is more like a matchmaking service when deciding who to choose. Research both to see which is best for you.

(Keep an eye out for a separate post going into further detail.)

Step 4. Get Business Savvy

Speak to your Insurance provider. These key questions will provide you with a better understanding of what to look forward to financially.

Does the policy cover prenatal care?

Do I need a referral to see a specialist/OBGYN from my primary care doctor? (more details in step 5)

Are labor/delivery costs included?

What are the co-pays, coinsurance, and deductible amounts?

Is prenatal testing covered (ultrasounds, amniocentesis, genetic tests)?

How long after delivery is my hospital stay covered?

Will I need pre-authorization to receive prenatal care?

What hospitals and doctor’s offices are within the preferred provider network?

Are non-traditional deliveries covered (midwife, home-birth, etc.)?

Are private rooms covered or will I have to share a room?

Step 5. Consider your health history.

If you suffer with any chronic illnesses such as diabetes, high blood pressure, heart disease, epilepsy or a previous antenatal complication that might require special care then it is wise to try and see an OBGYN who has a special interest in caring for high-risk pregnancies.

Some doctors will have a special interest in IVF pregnancies and twin births which is a growing field as more women than ever are having their first baby after age 35 and often with the help of an IVF clinic to conceive.

Step 6. Select a hospital or birthing center.

YOU ARE IN CONTROL!

Now that you have a better understanding of what your insurance covers

You can chose where to give birth whether it be in your home, at a hospital or at a birthing center.

Do your homework, know your options and create a birthing plan. Remember your baby will come when he or she is ready, they have a plan of their own. Learning to accept, adjust and advance will help you deal with the reality that plans are ever changing,

Your plan is simply a guide, you may experience road blocks, detours and at some point you may have to negate your original plan.

Obstacles are necessary most end up working out BEST case scenario. I say that to say, do not get discouraged! If your plan doesn't pan out exactly as you envisioned it. Remain open minded and prepared to adapt. This is where you begin to create your new balance. Everything will be just fine, you got this!

Step 7. Its all in your mind!

A happy, healthy baby is every mothers dream. Remaining stress free & in positive spirits is the key! A positive attitude starts with healthy mindset. Understand perfection does not exist however progression is what matters most.

Here's how you can stay in positive spirits:

Eating well: a balanced diet will benefit you and baby. ditch the junk food and opt for healthier options. There's an alternative for everything now a days so do not worry you can satisfy your cravings the healthy way.

Staying active: We all want to snap back to our pre-baby bodies, do not be afraid to work out during your pregnancy (unless advised otherwise by your doctor). You will be glad you did. Muscle memory is real and though you may not be able to see your toes at the moment remember it is only temporary.

Getting enough sleep: enjoy it while you can, because you will not get a full 8hours of sleep for at least the next 24 months. Do not feel guilty for taking that mid-day nap or sleeping in until 12pm you are creating life and beauty sleep is essential to maintaining that pregnancy glow.

Build your village: Its tough if you are the first friend in your group to become pregnant. Who will you talk Mom & Baby stuff with? Having support from friends and family is vital. If you lack in either department now is the time to be open to creating new Mom bonds. Check recommendations below.

Communicate with your Partner: Vocalize what you need from them during this time. You guys are entering this journey together and should provide support for one another. Make it a priority to attend appointments together.

Draw closer to your family & friends: Lean on them! Let them know you are entering a new phase of your life and will need as much support as you can get. Be open and inviting, allow your family & extended family to attend doctors appointments with you. Those you select will begin to bond with you your partner and baby on a more intimate level.

Take parenting classes: Enroll in prenatal yoga, and join meet up groups. You'll be surprised at the life long connections you'll make, not to mention you'll have a list of friends to confide in & eventually schedule play dates with. You can also invite friends and family to these classes/meet ups.

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Made to Be Broken: Part IX

Warnings: GENDER REVEAL, feels, fluff, SMUT, body image issues, language, childbirth (nothing too graphic), postpartum depression, Dad!Dean.

A/N: This is it!! Here it finally is, the last chapter in Made to Be Broken! Thank you so much! All, of you, it has truly been a fun ride writing this, especially when it was just supposed to be a one shot!! It’s because of you guys who love Dean and Julianna that this grew to be as big as it did. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for being so supportive and loving these characters as much as I do!!

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The technician moved the instrument around and finally got a clear shot. She clicked and paused, showing them two very distinct peanuts. She did another click and they heard loud, rapid, thumping.

“That’s the heart beats,” the technician told them “it’s hard to hear, but there are two of them.”

Julianna’s hand clapped over her mouth and she looked at Dean who was pale as a ghost.

“Twins.” He said simply and the technician nodded and took a few more pictures and measurements.

“I’m gonna have the doctor look over everything and she’ll be in to see you in just a few moments.” The technician said as the pictures printed and she got up. Once she was gone, Julianna sat up and asked Dean

“Are you okay?”

His mind was blank all he could ask was

“How?”

Julianna bit her lip and asked

“Are you mad?”

He shook his head, seeming to come to his senses.

“No,” he told her “no, I could never be mad at you about this sweetheart.” He held her face in his hands “It’s just,” he paused “this is so much good all at one time.”

“You’re waiting for the other shoe to drop aren’t you?” She asked and he nodded.

“I hate to be the pessimist here.” He said

“No, I feel the same way.” She told him, her hands on his wrists “We’ve already been through so much and NOW suddenly things seem to be coming up roses?”

He nodded again as the door opened and Anna came through it.

“Julianna,” she said pleasantly “good to see you as always. I’m guessing this is Dean?”

“Yeah, this is him.” Julianna said and Dean shook Anna’s hand as they both had a seat.

“So after looking over everything, it looks like you and the babies are in perfect health.” Anna told her as she held the file open “Your levels are normal for this stage of your pregnancy, the babies heartbeats are strong, they’re measuring nice and big which is also good. The only thing I want to recommend is taking a iron supplement along with your prenatal vitamins. Your iron levels are less than what I’d like to see, but other than that, you can keep doing what you’re doing.”

“How did this happen?” Julianna asked “I mean, we’re excited, don’t get us wrong but it seems just SO out of the blue.”

Anna nodded and said

“I understand your hesitation, since we found out, what last year that it would be difficult for you to get pregnant?” Julianna and Dean nodded and Anna went on “From a doctor’s stand point, I’m blown away. You two literally struck gold and oil and then hit the jackpot all at once.” She continued with a smile “But everything looks great, better than great actually. If there was anything I was worried about or anything you should be cautious of, I would tell you right away.”

“So, just enjoy it is what you’re telling us?” Julianna asked with a smile.

“Relax as best as you can,” Anna said “your doctor recommended you stopping your ADD medicine, which is good. If there’s ever anything you guys are worried about, you can always call us.”

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Weeks later; after revealing the exciting news of the pregnancy to both of their families, everyone showed up for the gender reveal party, which was held at Dean and Julianna’s house. The theme of the party was “Witch or Wizard?” They were told to wear their Harry Potter house colors and picked out a pin when they arrived based on if they thought the baby was a boy or a girl. Julianna, Dean and Claire were wearing their Gryffindor gold and scarlet red, Alexis and Sam wore Ravenclaw blue and silver, Jody and Mary wore black and yellow Hufflepuff while John and Joel wore Slytherin green and silver. Their friends filtered in wearing their House colors and picking pins that read “Witch” and “Wizard” on them. They’d decided to keep the fact that they were having twins a secret until the gender was revealed.

“This is the biggest, most difficult secret I’ve ever kept, including when we started dating.” Julianna had told Dean that morning.

“But think of the LOOK on everyone’s faces when they find out.” Dean had assured her “You’re gonna love it and so will they.”

The only person that knew they were having twins and what the gender was, was Benny. He was by far the hardest nut to crack. Julianna found a Sorting Hat online and had given Benny the sonogram that read the babies genders.

“We don’t know what they are,” Julianna explained “so you have to put the potion bottles under the hat.” She handed Benny a box that had six potions bottles in it; three full of pink and the other three full of blue.

“What the hell in in there?” Benny asked

“Soap,” Julianna told him “dyed it with my own two hands.”

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In the present day, the Sorting Hat was sitting on an upside down box with a piece of parchment paper attached to it. On it were the words “Only the Sorting Hat can see, boy or girl, what will it be?” With the word “girl” in pink and the word “boy” in blue. When it was time to reveal, Julianna and Dean stepped up to the box and waited for everyone to gather round. Julianna looked at Dean, grinning from ear to ear, he wore a pin that read “Wizard” while Julianna’s read “Witch.”

“I’m so excited,” she told Dean quietly.

“I am too,” He told her and kissed her forehead “I can’t believe this is real.”

“Me neither.” She told him as she held his hand.

“Everyone ready?” Dean asked, turning his head to their guests. Their friends and family cheered; according to the marker board they had sitting up on the drink table to take a tally of the gender, they seemed to be neck and neck, the guests waited with bated breath.

“Okay, on three.” Dean said as he placed his hand on the hat.

Julianna did the same as people squawked for them to wait so that they could get a good picture. Julianna braced herself and then said

“Three.”

“Two,” Dean said excitedly

“One.” They said at the same time and pulled the hat up.

Sitting under the hat was a pink and a blue potion bottle and everyone cheered excitedly, but a few people looked confused and then gasped. Julianna cried out in surprise

“WHAT?!” someone yelled from the back

“It’s TWINS!” someone else yelled.

It took a second and it finally sank in; everyone was cheering, some were crying and everyone rushed to hug and congratulate them.

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That evening, Julianna finished putting the last of the dishes into the dishwasher when Dean walked into the kitchen.

“Damn it Juju,” he said “I was gonna get those!”

“I took care of it!” She insisted as she turned to face him “I feel fine, I was just trying to help!”

He sighed and walked over to her

“I can’t leave you alone when there’s housework can I?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. She leaned against the kitchen counter and shook her head.

“No.” she said

He kissed her forehead and asked

“Would you just take it easy? Please?”

“I am,” She told him “I didn’t put the chairs away like I wanted to AND I didn’t dump the cooler out like I wanted to.”

He kissed her and said

“I’d prefer if you didn’t do ANYTHING and just let me do it.”

“Why?” She asked, cocking her head to the side as she studied his face, laying her hands on his waist.

He chewed on his lip, choosing his words carefully before he spoke.

“I just worry about you,” he said “and the kids. That’s all.”

An easy smile crossed her face and she kissed him.

“You heard the doctor, I can do everything I did before I was pregnant. I checked and the only things I’m not allowed to do are jump on trampolines, drink alcohol, eat sushi or smoke crack.”

He laughed and said

“Well, there went our weekend plans.”

“Right?” She asked with a grin “Dishes are easy, it relaxes me. I may be elbow deep in soapy water, but in my head, I’m somewhere completely different.”

“Like when I caught you washing the skillet this morning?” He asked and she nodded

“Yup, I was in Scotland with Jamie Fraser and you RUINED it, you jerk!” She said kissed him. “Besides, I have more important things for you to handle.”

“Oh?” He asked as she slid her hands up and down his arms “Such as?”

Her tongue slid against his bottom lip and he opened up his mouth to let her in. Her tongue danced with his as she took one of his hands in hers and guided it to the waistband of her shorts. She felt him smile through their kiss as her tongue returned to her mouth.

“Mh,” he said and kissed her again “I think I can handle that.” He quickly untied her shorts and slipped his hand down into them. His finger tips grazed across her wet, swollen clit and she moaned into his mouth. “Fuck sweetheart, you’re ready for me?”

She let out a short laugh and said

“You get close, I smell you and I’m ready to jump your fucking bones.”

He grinned and kissed her slower this time

“Gonna have to remember that.” He said as he slipped his fingers inside her soaking panties, making her moan. She playfully bit his lower lip and he slid two fingers inside her as she cried out against his mouth.

“Deeeean,” she moaned as he pushed his fingers deeper inside her “oh fuck!”

“Like that sweetheart?” He cooed to her as he used his other hand to tuck her hair behind her ear.

“Yes,” she moaned, he hooked his fingers inside her as she threw her head back, crying out “oh, like that.”

“Like this?” He asked and hooked his fingers again, she dug her nails into his shoulders, crying out again.

“Yes, oh god! Just like that.” She moaned, kissing him again “Dean, I want more. Give me more, please.”

“More?” He asked innocently “More than this?” He asked and sheathed his fingers fully inside her as she whined.

“Yes, please!” She begged

“Show me sweetheart,” he said in a husky tone “show me how bad you want it.”

She tugged her shirt up and off of her head, setting it aside as she pulled him close and peppered kisses all around the base of his neck and up to his pulse point, where she bit down on it, making him growl.

“Fuck,” he moaned in her ear and he bit down on the shell of her ear “upstairs, now.”

He pulled his hand out of her shorts and she scampered up the stairs as he shut off all the lights, checked the doors and set the alarm. When he was satisfied with his sweep, he went upstairs to find her waiting for him in their bedroom. As he shut the door behind him, he turned and watched as she unhooked her bra and cast it aside. He bit his lip as she shimmied out of her shorts and then crossed the room to her as she got up on to the bed and he followed after her. He quickly undressed as he heatedly kissed.

“How do you want it?” he asked

“Get behind me,” she told him as she turned over “I like that.”

He grinned and quickly finished taking his clothes off before he parted her legs further and pushed inside her, both of the groaning.

“Fuck sweetheart,” he said “you’re so fucking wet!”

“Keep going!” She cried out as he slammed into her, making her cry out loudly as he gripped her hips. The obscene sound of skin hitting skin filled the room as he railed into her. He tried to flip her on to her back but she resisted. He bent over her, kissing and biting her shoulders “I want to see your face when you come.”

“No,” she told him in a whining tone. He stopped moving and she looked back at him “Why’d you stop?” She asked

“Come on sweetheart, you know how much I like that.” he said and pouted

“No, I'm fat and gross.” she told him.

His mouth dropped open

“Sweetheart!” he exclaimed as he felt a flash of anger run through him. “Where the hell did you get that from?”

“Just get over it and fuck me.” she told him.

“No,” he told her and pulled out of her “not until you tell me where that insane idea came from.”

“I know how I look okay?” She snapped, still refusing to turn over “I’m nasty.”

“You are not and I never want to hear those words come out of your mouth again.” He told her, his anger growing “I don’t talk about you like that and no one else is allowed to talk about you like that, including you.”

Now she was mad, she just wanted to finish what they’d started, not launch into an episode of Dr. Phil.

“Fine, just forget about it.” She snapped, climbed out of bed and gathered up her clothes.

“Bee,” Dean said, exasperated “come back to bed.”

“No, just leave me alone!” She yelled at him and left the room, slamming the door behind her.

Dean got dressed and waited a while before he went to look for her. He found her in the guest bedroom that had been his recovery room after his knee injury. He quietly walked to the door and could hear her crying.

It felt like an ice pick got jabbed through his heart; he hated when she cried. He quietly opened the door and made his way to the bed where he crawled in beside her. Without argument, she let him fold his arms around her; his chest to her back, and he kissed the top of her head. He held her until she calmed down enough to talk to him, which was quiet a while, but he didn’t mind.

“It’s just-“ she started as she mopped her face up with a tissue. She blew he nose and then went on “I’m getting so big! I’m sweaty, cranky and horny all at the same time. I’ve got like twelve chins and I have no energy to work out like I used to. My clothes don’t fit and my ass jiggles like a fucking bowl of Jell-O when I walk. It’s disgusting, I’m disgusting, and how I can even get you to fuck me is beyond me. Not when you have all these hot girls sending you nudes on fucking Instagram and commenting on your pictures about how hot you are and how bad they wanna fuck you!”

There it was, he thought, there was the root of her insecurity. He'd had an Instagram long before they ever got together and when they went public with their relationship, they started posting pictures of them together and the progression of their relationship. He'd gotten girl's numbers before, but once he and Julianna were thrust into the spotlight, the painful glare of public life brought out, seemingly the worst people imaginable. Now it was Dean's turn to be mad but he bit his tongue.

“Here,” He said “sit up for me.”

He released her and turned on the lamp by the side of the bed that he was on. She struggled to sit up, but when she did, he got a good look at her face. It was tinged with red from her crying so much, as were her eyes. He smiled tenderly at her and brushed her hair out of her eyes with his fingers.

“I need you to listen to me,” He said gently “can you do that for me?”

She nodded, her lips in a pout.

“I don’t care if you have twelve HUNDRED chins or that your ass jiggles when you walk,” he told her She opened her mouth to say something, but he gently pressed a finger to her lips “Can I finish? Please?” He asked. She nodded and shut her mouth as he went on “You’re carrying not just one, but two miracle babies in your body. You’re gonna change and that’s okay, you wanna know why?”

“Sure.” She said with a shrug

“Because that means you and the kids are healthy.” He said “THAT is what I care about. Not how much you sweat or how cranky you get. I don’t think you’re disgusting, not even a little bit. I definitely don't care how many girls pass me their numbers or send me naked pictures.” He cupped her cheek in his hand and gave her a tender smile “You’re my wife and I love you. All of you; the good, the bad and the jiggly.”

Her eyes welled with tears again as she laughed and she gave him a smile.

“I love you too.” She told him.

“There’s my girl,” he said and gave her a sweet kiss “I believe we were in the middle of something before the tears started and I’d like to finish what we started.”

She looked uneasy.

“Just lay back,” he told her as he kissed her again “and let me take care of you.” She did as he instructed with trepidation and laid back. She tried desperately to tune out every negative thought in her head but she couldn't, it seemed to hang over her like a dark cloud. “Close your eyes and take a deep breath,” he told her “in and out remember? We'll do it together.” They did and she felt his fingertips gently skim over her skin. As if by magic, all her senses kicked into overdrive trying to anticipate his next move. He didn't seem to have a path in mind, he just absentmindedly ran his fingertips and then his hands all over her body until she felt his body heat above her. “Keep your eyes closed,” he told her “and listen to the sound of my voice. Can you do that?”

“Yes.” she answered, nearly automatically.

“I love,” he said and gently kissed her collar bone “every,” now he was kissing between her breasts “single,” just above her belly “inch,” directly on her belly now “of you.” he kissed along the waistband of her shorts before he hooked his thumbs into them and pulled them down. Once they were gone, he admired the sight below him. She had looked amazing before she ever got pregnant, but now, with a round belly, a significantly fuller chest and an irresistible glow around her, it was all he could do not to pound her into the mattress and make her scream his name. “Sweetheart,” he murmured “just for one second, I wish you could see you how I see you. You're fucking gorgeous.”

She bit back a snide comment and her eyes fluttered open as his fingers slid through hers and he pinned them by her head. His lips barely brushed hers before he pressed a searing kiss onto her lips. She'd never quite be able to explain why this was her turning point; maybe it was all the raw emotion she felt from him, maybe it was finally getting her head in the right place or the fact that she as so horny that she was about to go blind with lust, but she felt the levee break and she hooked her legs around his waist.

“Mh, there she is,” he said against her mouth “I knew my bad girl was in there somewhere.”

“Fuck me Dean.” she told him as she let go of his hands and tore her shirt off over her head and clawed at his clothes. Once they were both naked, he lined his hardened length up with her soaking hole and quickly pushed inside her, their hands joining together again. She threw her head back and cried out loudly.

“That's it,” he said as he started to move “nice and loud sweetheart, I wanna hear you.” He was building her up, dragging in and out of her at a steady pace as she started to cry lout louder.

“Jesus!” She yelled as she squeezed his hands and moved with him as well as she could. He let out a growl as she whimpered and whined up to her peak. He moved faster as she clenched hard around him.

“Fuck,” he moaned as they kissed “just like that. Just fucking like that.”

“Gonna come,” she moaned “fuck!” she let go and he worked her through the orgasm only to build her back up again “Dean, oh fuck, Dean!”

He caged her in his arms as he moaned and cried out near her ear.

“Feels so good” he moaned “you feel so good.”

“Come for me,” she murmured to him, grabbing the hair on the back of his head and made him look at her, their eyes connecting “come-come on Dean.”

He slammed into her a couple of times and he cried out against her mouth as he coated her inner walls with his hot seed. She let go a second time, gripping his hair hard as she did so.

Later on, once they were settled back into their bed, Julianna had long since fallen asleep to Dean stroking the hair by her temples, his other hand splayed across her belly as one, or both, babies, kicked his palm. He grinned at the sight below him; the girl he'd crushed on. The one he never thought he'd be able to have was now his wife and carrying their babies in her tummy. In his arms was his entire world, everything he loved and cared about was right there with him. She nuzzled her head into the crook of his arm and slept on as he let out a sigh before kissing the top of her head.

“I love you.” he murmured against her hair.

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When it was finally time for the babies to be delivered, Julianna had opted for a C-Section after her last appointment.

“Your birth canal is a little on the small side,” Anna had told her “so to avoid any complications, with this and any future pregnancies you may have, I believe it would be best for you to have a C-Section.”

Julianna and Dean arrived at the hospital, both of them with tons of emotions flooding through them. Jody arrived shortly after they did so she could be with them during the birth.

“Thanks for being here Mom.” Julianna told Jody when she saw her.

“I wouldn't miss it for the world.” Jody said

Julianna was wheeled back into surgery with Dean, Jody and a team of nurses and doctors headed up by Anna. Once Julianna got her epidural and was covered with blankets, the nurses set up a barrier between them and Julianna's head. Once the drugs kicked it, it felt like she'd had a little too much to drink.

“I love morphine,” she told Dean “can we keep some in the house?”

He chuckled and kissed her forehead through the mask he was wearing.

“I'll see what we can do.” He said “Feeling okay?”

“Pressure,” she said as she made a face “like a lot of pressure, but fine.”

He nodded as Jody gripped her other shoulder

“You're doing amazing JuJu.” she said “Keep breathing okay?”

Julianna nodded and Anna said

“Okay, we've got one baby coming out in three, two, one!”

It felt like the world went silent around Julianna for a few seconds and the only thing that broke it was a baby wailing at the top of its lungs.

“Boy!” the nurse called and Dean looked past the cover.

Screaming in Anna's hands was a tiny, purple, messy, squalling baby and Dean's eyes went wide. He didn't know what to think or feel, but his heart was pounding painfully in his chest.

“Dad, you wanna cut the chord?” the Anna asked.

Dean nodded nervously and cut where Anna had shown him as a grin stretched across his face. The nurse held the tiny baby up so Julianna could see him and then pulled him away to get him cleaned up.

“Here comes the next one.” the Anna said as tears rolled down Julianna's cheeks

“Go with him.” she told Dean as her lip began to tremble hard

No,” he said and looked at her “I'm not leaving you.”

“I'll go,” Jody said, she patted her daughter's shoulder and got up to check on the baby. Pretty soon, the room was filled with two crying babies as Dean looked over and saw his daughter, who was even smaller than her brother. Dean cut the chord and realized Julianna's lips were blue.

“Is she okay?” he asked the nurse

“Side effect of the medicine,” the nurse told him “we see it all the time.”

Dean tried to keep his head on a swivel, there were too many people in the room he cared about and he didn't have enough eyes to keep one on all of them. Jody came back over to Julianna and told her

“He has ten fingers and ten toes.” in and excited tone.

Their son was the first to be ready to be held, the nurse showed Dean how to hold him and once the little boy was safely in his arms, he felt his heart melt.

“Hey there big boy,” he said quietly and took the baby over to Julianna who was smiling.

“Here he is.” Dean said and showed the little boy to her and she began to cry.

“Oh my god,” she said “look at those chunky cheeks!”

Dean laughed and moved closer to Julianna so she could kiss his forehead.

“Hey sweet boy,” she said “nice to meet you little one.”

Now that his skin had taken on more of a pink tone, Dean pulled back the hat on the baby's head and realized it was full of blonde, wispy hair, he realized something.

“He looks like Sam when he was little.”

Julianna chuckled

“The Winchester genes are strong with this one.” she said.

Dean put his son in Jody's arms who almost instantly started crying.

“Oh my god,” she said quietly, he is so precious!” she said quietly

Then the nurse passed Dean his daughter. She had a full hair of raven black hair just like her mother's and she had Julianna's cheeks. Dean told her this and let her kiss their daughter on the forehead.

“Hey there baby girl.” she said

For just a second, the baby's eyes opened and looked at Julianna, who then swore she saw the baby grin for just a second as if to tell her “I'm here! I'm okay!” and then her eyes closed again. The nurse took to baby then and Jody was forced to give up her grandson. Dean leaned down to Julianna and said in her ear

“You did so well sweetheart, they're so beautiful and strong.” he kissed her temple and said “I love you so much, you're incredible.”

“I love you too.” she sobbed

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The President And First Lady are pleased to announce that their eldest daughter, Julianna and her husband, Staff Sargent Dean Winchester have welcomed TWINS! Savannah Caroline and Sebastian Gabriel Winchester were born in the early hours of August 8th. New Mom and babies are doing well and are in perfect health. The Winchesters want to thanks everyone for their love and prayers as they begin this new chapter in their lives.

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**One month later**

A wailing baby immediately brought Julianna out of a deep sleep. She groaned and got up, making her way to the nursery to see which baby was squalling at four in the morning. When she entered the nursery, she found Sebastian crying and Savannah still passed out in her crib.

“Hey handsome,” Julianna said and scooped him up “let’s take this downstairs so your sister can get some sleep huh?”

Sebastian wailed, his tiny fists hitting her chest as she made her way down the stairs and into the living room. They’d set up a changing table in the living room for just such an occasion and Julianna turned the light on dim so she could see what she was doing. She checked and then changed his diaper, trying to calm him down as she did so by talking to him. “I’d be mad if I had poop in my pants too,” she cooed to him “let’s get you out of this yucky diaper and we’ll put a new one on.” Once he was clean and changed, she picked him back up and made her way to the recliner and tried to feed him. He wasn’t interested in food so she held him closely and rocked him, still trying to calm him down. She sang softly to him and pat his back while she rocked him. He laid his forehead against her neck, finally starting to settle down. Julianna tried a few times to get up and put him back to bed, but Sebastian wasn’t having any part of that. Each time she tried he would start to squawk. Exhausted, she threw the recliner back and laid the baby on her chest before nodding off.

She wasn’t sure how long she was asleep on the chair, but the next thing she knew, she could hear Dean in the kitchen. Julianna slowly opened her eyes and saw Sebastian was out cold on her chest, letting out tiny snores as he slept with his mouth open.

“Just like his Dad.” She thought and laid there for a few more minutes, closing her eyes again. She heard Dean softly talking and his voice seemed to be getting closer.

“Ah, see? There’s your Mom and brother.” He said and Julianna opened her eyes. Dean was standing by the recliner, holding Savannah in his arms and smiling. “Late night?” Dean asked

“Early morning,” she told him “your son wanted to cuddle at four o’clock in the morning.”

“So, before sunrise he’s MY son?” Dean asked and Julianna sleepily nodded, making him grin. “I got coffee going, do you want to hang out here until it’s ready?”

“Yeah. She okay?” Julianna asked, nodding to Savannah.

Dean turned to the side and peaking out of a pink blanket was a pair of blue green eyes.

“She’s fine,” Dean said and kissed the top of her head “she was awake and hanging out in her crib when I checked on her so I picked her up.”

Julianna smiled as Savannah grunted and snuggled up to Dean.

“Someone’s a Daddy’s girl all ready,” Julianna said with a smirk “look at her.”

He looked down and grinned at the tiny girl in his arms.

“Yeah she is.” He simply said and kissed the baby’s forehead. “How're you feeling today?”

Julianna sighed, postpartum depression had hit her hard; coupled with the depression she was already dealing with, plus the way her body had changed post pregnancy, she had been dealing with a lot over the last month.

“Still feeling bummed, not like sobbing upset like I have been, but more like the baseball game I wanted to watch got rained out.” She told him, which made him smirk.

He had been the one to encourage her and lift her up when she was at her lowest. He'd found her in the nursery crying uncontrollably one afternoon while Savannah screamed in her crib.

“What's wrong?!” Dean thundered, thinking one or both of them were hurt.

“I'm sorry!” she sobbed “I can't get her to stop crying, she hates me!”

“Whoa, hold on just a second,” he told her “I can't hear myself think with all the crying. Sweetheart, just hold up a second okay?” Dean rushed over and picked the baby up trying to figure out what was wrong and he quickly figured it out. “It's okay,” he said soothingly “she pooped. No one has to cry over a poopy diaper.”

“I JUST CHANGED HER!” Julianna yelled

“HEY!” Dean yelled back and the baby screamed louder “Go cool down! I got this.”

“Dean I-” she started, her eyes wide, he'd never raised his voice at her

“Go. Take. A. Minute.” he told her, his eyes set.

She slowly got up and trudged to their room, shutting the door behind her. To Dean's surprise, Sebastian had slept through the whole ordeal like a champ.

“Little buddy,” Dean said as he set to cleaning up Savannah “we have our hands full with these girls, don't we?” Sebastian just snoozed on as Dean tried to soothe Savannah.

Once Savannah was cleaned up and back in her bed, sleeping, Dean went to find Julianna who was laying in bed staring out of the window.

“Hey,” he said gently as he climbed into bed with her “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you. That was uncalled for.”

“It's okay,” she said, sounding defeated “the kids hate me, you hate me. It's fine.”

“Sweet girl, no.” he said as he tried to turn her over, but she refused. “I don't hate you, I thought you and Savannah were hurt.”

“So, you yelled at me?” she asked

“I told you,” he said in a quiet tone “it was uncalled for and I'm sorry. I should've handled that differently. I was worried about my girls.” At this, she rolled over, wiping the tears out of her eyes and sitting up. “I could never hate you Bee, I love you. More than I know how to say.” He pushed her hair out of her face and pulled her closely “Tell me what's wrong.”

She melted into his arms and poured her heart out

“I just can't shake this feeling that I'm worthless,” she sobbed “I can't get the kids or myself to stop crying and I'm just so sorry. I'm so, so sorry Dean.”

“What're you sorry for?” he asked as he smoothed her hair

“For being annoying and always crying and bothering you with my problems.” she told him “I'm just this broken person and you don't deserve that.”

He shushed her and held her tightly while she sobbed into his shoulder. Once she was done crying he pulled back from her and tilted her face up to his.

“Can you listen to me for a few seconds?” he asked and she nodded “You're not worthless at all, you're the reason I do the things I do because I want to take care of you and provide for you and our family. You're worth everything, plus more. With everything you've been through, I'm not surprised that you can't stop crying sweet girl.” He gently kissed her forehead and then told her “You're not broken; you're the strongest person I know. You're my world you know that?”

She sniffled and nodded.

“You're my world too.” she told him and they kissed hard.

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Epilogue *six months later*

“Look, I’m not trying to be bias or anything,” Dean said as he looked through the pictures he’d just taken on his phone “but we made some GOOD looking kids.”

Julianna grinned as the babies squirmed and kicked their hands and feet on the blanket. They each rolled over and Julianna sat at the edge of the blanket.

“You’re right,” she told him and clapped her hands to get their attention “cutest babies ever.”

Their personalities had started to emerge more as they aged. Savannah looked like Julianna but acted more like Dean. Sebastian looked like a miniature Dean and acted like Julianna. Sebastian quickly crawled over to Julianna, babbling to her.

“What’re you trying to tell me?” She asked as he crawled into her lap, shortly followed by Savannah, who let out a series of baby noises. “You trying to tell me something too?” Julianna asked Savannah as Julianna picked her up “What’s so important little one?”

Savannah grabbed Julianna’s face and laid a big, sloppy kiss on her as Julianna laughed. “Oh yes? That’s very important, thank you sweet pea.”

Not to be out done, Sebastian tugged on Julianna’s shirt, pulling himself up and laying a drooly kiss on her too.

“Aw thank you!” Julianna said and the twins seemed to take turns kissing Julianna as she nearly burst into tears. “I don’t know what to do with all this loving I’m getting!” She exclaimed as she heard Dean chuckling. “Who is that laughing? You hear your Daddy laughing at us?”

Sebastian looked at Dean, grinned and gave Julianna another kiss.

“You saw that right?” Dean asked as he laughed “He looked at me like “I’m getting ALL the kisses!” and kissed you again!”

“Really?!” Julianna asked and laughed as Savannah laughed too “Oh, that’s funny isn’t it?” Julianna asked her and Savannah squealed in delight.

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That night, after a bath, Julianna and Dean put the babies to bed and settled on the couch with beers. It was February in DC and it was cold enough for them to light a fire as they snuggled closely on the couch. Dean sat with his back against the arm rest and his legs stretched out in front of him. Julianna was laying against his chest, her fingers making patterns on his chest.

“We make a pretty good team, you and I.” She told him

“We do, don’t we?” He asked

“I think so.” she told him

He kissed her forehead

“Before you get comfortable,” he told her “I have your Valentine's Day present.”

“That isn't for a few more days,” she told him “and that doesn't get you out of buying me flowers either.”

He laughed and said

“Humor me.”

“Okay.” she said and sat up. He got off the couch and disappeared into the house. When he came back, he had a wrapped box in his hands, which he gave to her before sitting down. She ripped open the paper and inside it was a book. Curious, she opened it and in front of her was a picture of the two of them together. She flipped through the book and inside were pictures of them from the start of their relationship to now.

“You did all this?” she gasped, amazed

“Well, I had help,” he admitted “like, A LOT of help putting to together, but I picked all of the pictures and got the final say on the layouts.”

“Oh my god,” she said “I LOVE this.”

She the last few pages were filled with pictures of them with the babies, including a session they had done when the babies were still brand new.

“The last one is my favorite one.” Dean told her

“Your favorite in the book?” she asked

“No,” he told her “of all time, so far.”

she smiled and flipped to the last page. The picture was of her and Dean standing sideways, each of them holding a sleeping baby as they were smiling at each other. She had a wide grin because he had made her laugh and he was giving her his legendary Winchester smirk. Below it was the Edgar Allen Poe quote Castiel has used in their wedding in the shape of a heart.

“We loved with a love that was more than love.” she said and looked up at him.

“I and my Annabelle Lee.” he said with a smile. He couldn't clearly read her expression, but she set the book aside and hugged him hard.

“I love you.” she told him as he folded his arms around her.

“I love you too.” he told her and kissed her temple.

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