This is a one shot story

This is a one shot story. Really adorable, if you ask me…

A/N: I am not giving this one away; you will have to read (and yes I am that evil)

I came in today for a routine sonogram when all if a sudden my water broke. The baby was not due until another few weeks, but then again I was already nine months along. They got me changed and into a bed before the father of my baby got here.

It was so funny, that look on his face when I told him that we were pregnant. We had only been married 5 months back then and decided that we would wait to have kids since it wasn't the best time now to have one. We were careful when we were making love, but it seemed that God had other plans for us, because into our third month of marriage I found out that we were going to have a baby.

He was so excited, but kept wondering how I got pregnant since we used protection and I was on the pill, but we gave it no further thought, as we were both ecstatic that we were going to become parents. Now being nine months pregnant and married a year and two months was defiantly a blessing.

During my fifth month of my pregnancy, we found out that we were going to have a girl, but when I went in for my sonogram a month and a half later, the doctor found out that I was going to have twins. It was weird to say the least. The doctor said that when they took the sonogram last month that the baby was in a different position so that was why we couldn't see the other. We had already known the sex of one baby, so we kept the other as a surprise.

My pregnancy did not get in the way of my work, but I was on desk duty for about six months of my pregnancy because I actually fainted at a crime scene. Yeah, that wasn't too good, I was just happy that my fainting didn't contaminate any evidence that they collected since I was fairly close to the body, but just far enough not to do any damage.

I am already at five centimeters dilated and my contractions were getting more and more painful. I think I broke his hand, oh yeah I really think his hand is broken. "I'm Sorry," I tell the father as I grit my teeth as the pain intensifies. After the contraction fades, I lay back on the bed and breath like they told me to do in my birthing class.

The pain was now doubled as I am now fully dilated and thank God, because I want the babies out of me and fast. They put my feet on the stirrups and get me ready to push. The doctor gave me instructions and when she told me to push, I pushed with all my might. Baby A was soon born, a healthy baby girl. As another wave of pain rolled through my lower abdomen, I started pushing again and pretty soon Baby B, also a girl was born.

Both of the babies were weighed and measured then cleaned. I was cleaned as well and later moved into a private room. Our babies were right beside my bed, both sound asleep with pink blankets around them and pink hats on their little heads. I looked at my husband and smiled.

"What shall we name them" I asked him. I already had names picked out, but since he helped in creating them I have to give him a chance in naming his daughters. He looks at me and then back at our daughters and smiles. "How about Baby A be Ashley Charsity Caine" he told me and I thought about the name for a few seconds and agreed by smiling.

"What about you? What would you name our other daughter?" he asked me and without a hesitation I told him "Marisol Alexandria Caine". He looked at me with nothing more than love in his eyes and I told him the reason as to why I picked that name for our daughter. "She lives on through you" was what I told him and leaned forward to receive the kiss he wanted to give me.

We separated our kiss and both looked at our daughters before looking at one another. I leaned my head on his shoulder and his head was on mine.

"I love you Horatio"

"I love you Calleigh"

I hope that you liked the story!