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A/N: As promised, Supermartian and Chalant. Lol. Marie Kent is named after Marie Logan. Ella Grayson's name is taken from Zatanna's mother's name, which, according to everything I could find, was Sindella.
As for which Roy is Lian's father, let's say it's Clone!Roy because he's the one everyone has gotten to know over the years, not Original!Roy.
The Wests
"Boys! What did Mommy tell you about staying out of the way?" Artemis's voice is not necessarily mad, but she's definitely annoyed. Wally knows this is not entirely her fault, however. It's a really hot day at the end of August, they are in the middle of moving into their new house, the boys are underfoot, and to top it off, Artemis is pregnant again.
They had been looking for a bigger home for the four of them before Artemis told him about the new baby. The soon-to-be baby West only expedited their search.
The house is huge. Artemis's standards are impossibly high and it took awhile for them to find a house she would give her complete approval on. Wally remembers joking about how such a house didn't exist. Of course, he also remembers her smug look when they found it.
It's the perfect house for them, though. It has four bedrooms and a big room off the kitchen that Artemis plans to use as the kids' playroom. There are lots of windows all over the place that let in a ton of natural light. The backyard is really large and has a big oak tree for the boys to climb in when they get older.
Artemis finally manages to herd the boys over to the front lawn where Megan and Zatanna stand. Each woman holds a baby girl in her arms. Marie Kent and Ella Grayson are just one month apart in age and have been thick as thieves so far in their short lives.
Somehow, Artemis coaxes the boys to sit down on a picnic blanket. The babies are placed next to them. Zatanna thinks quickly and entertains the children by doing a few tricks. The girls are too young to do anything besides look mesmerized, but Richie and Cal clap in excitement.
Wally helps Conner carry one of the couches into the house. Conner could easily do it himself, but Wally and Artemis want to keep a low profile more than anything. Wally knows they'll be coming and going at strange hours as it is, and he doesn't want to do anything that might make the neighbors suspicious.
The heroes carry the couch into the living room. "Let's just put it down," Wally suggests. "Artemis is just going to make me move it a dozen times before she's happy with where it is."
Conner gives a half smile as he sets his end down on the floor. Together they make their way back outside.
The boys have grown tired of Zatanna's magic tricks and are now running around in circles on the front lawn. They are a little faster than the average toddler, but it's hardly noticeable. Artemis keeps a watchful eye on the children as she always does. Wally watches a smile cross his wife's face.
Megan has reclaimed her daughter and cradles her next to Artemis. "So, Artemis," the Martian begins, "do you want another boy or do you want a girl?"
"I don't care either way as long as it's healthy," the archer replies. "On one hand, I know all about boys already. But on the other hand, I know Wally really wants a girl. I've heard him call the baby 'Iris' when he thought I was sleeping."
The Flash feels a little indignant at his wife's words. He's at her side in the blink of an eye. "For the record, I want the baby to be healthy. I don't care if it's a boy or a girl." Wally glances down at the baby in M'gann's arms. "But I definitely wouldn't mind a girl. Look at you; aren't you just so cute?" he coos to Marie. She releases a happy baby laugh when he makes a funny face at her.
"Oh please, Wally," Dick pipes up. "You would let a little girl walk all over you."
"Or run all over you," Zatanna quips in response to her husband's comment. Everyone bursts into laughter of the magician's joke. Wally puts a pouting expression on his face, which only makes the group of heroes laugh harder.
Artemis spins to face her husband. She winds her arms around his midsection. "You're a great dad," she says quietly. He grins and kisses her forehead.
With everyone distracted by the Graysons' jokes, Richie and Cal have run off to get into more mischief. Conner spots them attempting to climb into the moving truck. He plucks them off of the ramp and brings them back to their parents. One West boy dangles from each of his arms and they shriek in delight as if it's a game of some sort.
"Look Wally, we don't have kids anymore," Artemis observes. "We have pet monkeys."
"I hate monkeys," Conner deadpans. The West boys giggle as they are handed off to Wally and Artemis.
Cal and Richie look up at the clone with adoration on their little faces. "More play, Unca Conner," Cal implores. He tugs the half-Kryptonian's hand.
Wally gently pulls his son's hand away from Conner's. "Maybe Uncle Conner will play with you later," he suggests. "But right now, it's lunch time. And maybe after that you and Richie can play in your pool."
The toddlers forget all about Conner and race off to get lunch. Wally smiles after his boys and then looks over at Conner. "Thanks." The clone merely nods in response and heads back into the van to bring in more stuff.
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Later, after everyone has gone home for the night, Wally finds Artemis looking in on the boys. The house is big enough for each boy to have his own room, but they are sharing one for the moment. They are close and Artemis thinks it's a good idea to let them bond while they're young.
The boys are fast asleep in their bunk beds. They look very sweet while sleeping. He smiles as he comes to stand next to Artemis.
"That was quick," she says in reference to the patrol he has just come back from.
"It was quiet tonight," Flash replies as he takes her hand. "Which is a good thing. After all the heavy lifting I did today, I don't really have much energy for fighting Captain Cold." He turns his attention back to the boys' room. "How were they?"
The archer follows her husband's gaze. "They fell asleep right after you left for your run through the city. I barely got them upstairs before they were out like lights." She looks at the children fondly. "They had a big day."
Wally nods. Then he glances down at the baby bump that is just barely visible. He is reminded of the conversation from earlier in the day. "You know I don't really care whether the baby is a boy or a girl, right? You know I couldn't love our baby any less because of something as inconsequential as gender."
Artemis smiles at the red haired hero beside her. "I know that, Wally," she replies. "Like I said earlier, you're a great dad to the boys. I don't have any doubts."
"I love being a father. And I think having three boys would be great. But I also think it might be nice to have a little girl."
"It would be nice," Artemis agrees. "I'm feeling a little outnumbered. A girl would be a nice balance."
Wally's green eyes are bright as he locks gazes with Artemis. "If it is a girl, can we name her Iris?" The speedster has always been close to his aunt and it's become a tradition for them to name their children after people they love. He can just picture little Iris now: his red hair and Artemis's storm gray eyes with his love of science and Artemis's uncanny aim. He smiles at the picture in his mind.
The blonde woman takes one last look at her sons' Flash themed room before she leads Wally away. She pulls him down the corridor to their new room. The couple settles in on their bed, which is among the only furniture in the room. "I've been thinking about that," Artemis begins. "And I think that since we named the boys after people we know if we have a girl she should have her own name."
He's not able to hide his disappointment. He can tell she knows he's not happy with her answer by the slightly guilty expression on her face. "Well, it's not set in stone," she adds. "Maybe she'll just look like an Iris and there won't be any other name for her."
He feels a little better. "Okay," he agrees. "Good plan."
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Six months later, the Wests sit in a delivery room at Central City Memorial. The newest West child is tucked into the crook of Artemis's arms and swaddled in a soft cotton blanket. "Well, he definitely doesn't look like an Iris," she says matter-of-factly.
Like his brothers before him, this baby has Artemis's blond hair and Wally's fair skin. His eyes have a slight almond shape to them. They move behind his closed lids as if he's having a dream.
"Roy?" Wally suggests. "It seems appropriate. He's our niece's dad and he's been a good friend over the years, all things considered."
The reporter shakes her head. "I don't think so. I always think of a dog whenever I hear that name." She wrinkles her nose.
There's a tap on the window that looks out into the hallway. Wally and Artemis look over to see Conner standing on the other side of the glass with three-year-old Richie and two-year-old Cal dangling from his arms. They both remember the similar scene from moving day. The boys are grinning at their parents, clearly excited. Artemis smiles and waves the group inside. Conner carries them in and sets them on the hospital bed next to their mother.
"Baby," Cal says simply. He looks at the child, amazed at the sight of something so small. "Name?"
Wally ruffles his middle son's hair. "He doesn't have one yet." Then the scientist has an idea. He whispers in Artemis's ear. He expects she'll put her foot down at his suggestion, but it's worth a try. To his surprise, his wife bobs her head in agreement. Wally addresses his older children. "Do you want to name him?"
Their little faces light up. "Monkey," Richie declares. Cal giggles. The West parents exchange a horrified look.
"Monkey is not a name, Richie," Artemis says gently. "You know that."
He tries again. "Conner, like Unca Conner."
Artemis studies her youngest son's face and consults her husband. "I like it. Do you?"
"I do. And since we had James picked out as a middle name for a boy, we can call him CJ."
The Kryptonian Conner looks as pleased as they've ever seen him. "That's really…nice of you."
"You've been good to the boys," Wally replies. "You're their favorite uncle."
Conner's face remains pleased. He watches the Wests look at their new son and guesses they might want some time to themselves. The clone scoops up Richie and Cal. "Come on, little monkeys. Let's give your parents some space."
When it's just the three of them left, Wally kisses his wife. "Thank you," he says against her mouth. "The baby is perfect."
"I'll give you some credit for that," the archer quips. She studies her husband carefully. "Are you sad we didn't have a girl? You can tell me. I won't be mad."
"No, I'm not sad. I have three beautiful sons and an amazing wife. I don't have anything to be sad about." Wally locks his gaze with Artemis. "I love you."
"I love you, too." She gives a slight smile and closes her eyes. Wally suspects she's fallen asleep when she suddenly pipes up, "But we won't be having another child."