Okay, so first of all, I don't know much about childbirth and pregnancy, so if I got something wrong please don't kill me.

Secondly, I wrote this out pretty fast and I might have made some mistakes. I apologize ahead of time if there are any typos present.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender or the Legend of Korra.


Asami grimaced as she felt another particularly painful kick from one of the twins, one hand coming up to her stomach to gently sooth the material over the large swell.

She tried her best to ignore the kicks she'd been gifted with the last few days, but each one seemed to get more and more painful; Korra had worried she might have been going into labor, but Kya had assured them that it was just the strong legs of the two lives inside her.

She huffed and returned to writing the letter she planned to send to her stand-in CEO in her absence; they'd sent her several piles of paperwork and blueprints to work on over the last few months, but there were still things to be clarified in the designs they had decided on.

President Raiko had issued Future Industries with rebuilding the infrastructure of the city in order to properly live side by side with the Spirit Wilds, and it stressed her to have to work so far from her fellow engineers and inventors; maybe she'd commission a Future Industries office down in the South Pole, at least then she'd have more people around her who understood what she talked about.

It wasn't as if she didn't like being here, she really did enjoy it.

However, she missed the feeling of being in a room full of people who lived and breathed the same ideas as you; she missed the fun and excitement that came through discovering a brand new breakthrough with her colleagues and the happiness that appeared with each successful prototype.

Being pregnant and locked inside a compound wasn't exactly the same life she had just a few months ago.

Another sharp spasm against her side caused the pen to fall from her hand and rattle against the floor as it smacked against the tile.

She took in a deep breath and tried to steady her breathing; every time she inhaled something clenched in her diaphragm, and she bit down on her lip when she felt a wave of pain roll down her stomach.

'Oh spirits no,' Asami's hands clenched together, her fingers clammy and stiff. 'Not yet,' Asami took a shaking breath, her heart hammered in her chest. 'Please not yet.'

After a few seconds the pain slowly faded away, and the omega groaned softly before leaning back in her chair.

'That felt like a contraction,' She thought, her mind traveling at a million miles per hour. 'Maybe it was nothing. Kya said to expect false labor and false contractions. It was suppose to be common with omegas.'

Another minute passed slowly, and after waiting anxiously for another signal that it really was labor, Asami decided it to be a false alarm.

She sighed in relief and leaned down to pick her lost pen up from the floor when another crashing pain wrecked into her stomach with terrible force.

Asami cried out and placed both hands over her stomach, her breathing speeding up dangerously when she realized this actually was labor.

She was in labor, oh spirits she was actually in labor.

Panic set in, and she could barely catch her breath long enough to form a proper sentence, "Help! I need help!"

Almost immediately two White Lotus guards burst into the room, arms in battle position as their wary eyes swept over the small office, looking for any sign of intruders who would do the heiress harm, "Are you alright ma'am?!"

"The babies!" Asami chocked out, tears clouded her eyes and her heart beat sporadically in her chest, "They're coming!"

The female of the two quickly knelt at her side, grabbing one arm and trying to get the shaking omega to calm down; the male ran from the room, shouting for Avatar Korra's parents.

Asami's chest rose and fell heavily, everything seemed fuzzy and dark; her fingers dug into the arm of the guard next to her, the Beta woman gently trying to get the panicking omega to calm herself.

"Miss, you need to breath," the guard implored. "You're hyperventilating, and your body cannot get the oxygen it needs. Try and think of anything calming, think of holding the little ones in your arms after all this is finally over; think of Korra beaming down at them like a true sire. Just try and relax, everything is going to be okay."

Her fingers clenched her hands into fists as she listened to the woman's words, every fiber of her being felt at war, as if what was happening was too much to comprehend.

So she thought of her mother, she thought of her friends, of Mako and Bolin; she thought of Tenzin and his family, of friendly Ikki and crazy Meelo.

She thought of watching Naga chase around the ball as her paws kept accidently kicking it away, she thought of sweet-hearted Senna, and boisterous Tonraq.

But most of all she thought of Korra, and those deep ocean blue eyes that entirely managed to capture her heart without even trying.

Gradually, she felt her panic subsiding, the pain of the contractions weren't unmanageable, and she knew it would be a while before they got worse; she could do this. She knew she could do this.

Her breathing normalized and she let out a quiet sigh as her body relaxed, "I'm alright."

The guard nodded and went to her feet as the sound of footsteps reached their ears as Senna came running into the room, "What's happened!? Are you in labor?!"

"I think so," Asami chewed on her lip, the muscles in her stomach seemed tense and uncomfortable.

Senna panted slightly to catch her breath, watching her now it was apparent she'd probably sprinted across the compound from Katara's to get here. She was supposed to have been with Korra at her physical therapy appointment, but hearing her daughter's fiancé was in labor probably had her running as if Vaatu himself was after her.

The Beta looked over the omega nervously, sniffing the air and getting a gage on the pheromones released in par with Asami's discomfort, "It's hard to get a clean read on your scent, but it definitely smells like your body might be going into labor." She turned to the guard standing by the door, "Prepare the birthing room, and alert my husband, Kya, and Katara. Korra should be with Master Katara so make sure she knows as well."

The soon to be grandmother turned back towards the heiress, her hands hovering over the younger woman, "Do you think you can walk? Or are you in too much pain?"

"I can walk," Asami tried to push out of her chair on her own, but eventually accepted Senna's help as she balanced herself against Korra's mother, using the shorter beta for support. "My legs are just a little shaky."

"Alright," Senna helped her out of the office and down the hall; the birthing room was actually what would double as the nursery once the children were born, and it was big enough to comfortably hold all the proper equipment and the bed she would give birth on, (which they would use on the nights where she didn't feel like sleeping away from her infants).

The room itself was only a few doors down from both Asami and Korra's room, and Tonraq and Senna's; this way they could be tended to if one did not hear their cries, and because Tonraq lamented that it would be better for security.

The guard walking ahead of them pushed open the door, stepping aside to let them pass. True to Senna's orders, the entire room had been prepared within minutes for the labor; Senna handed Asami a gown and turned long enough to give the omega privacy as she changed into the more comfortable clothing.

After a minute, Asami gave the okay and crawled into the bed; her back was absolutely killing her, and she sighed with relief once her body melted back against the pillows.

Senna ordered the remaining guards around as they waited for the others to get here, making sure everything was properly prepared for the arrival of their Avatar's children.

Asami placed her hand over the massive baby bump, rubbing little circles above her bellybutton as she suffered through another quick contraction.

Korra's mother leaned over the bed and ran a hand through her hair, soothing the younger woman's fears in a way only mother's could, "Korra will be here soon. Katara and Kya are bringing her, and my husband just got word at city hall. We'll be here for you."

"What about everyone else?" Asami asked, her green-eyes looking questioningly at her future mother-in-law, "Are Tenzin and his family still traveling here after the birth?"

"They sure are," Senna confirmed, a fond smile on her face. "Tonraq radioed them as soon as he found out, they'll leave in the evening and arrive sometime tomorrow."

Asami nodded tiredly, she'd already been exhausted from being kept up since three thanks to the obnoxious kicks from the twins, but now she truly felt as if the energy was being sucked out of her.

Spirits, she'd only been in labor a few minutes, and already she felt like crap.

Labor fucking sucked.


Asami wasn't even aware she had dozed off until she was gently shaken awake by a pair of gentle and calloused hands, "'Sami? You awake?"

"I am now," the omega lifted herself up into the sitting position, sweat had beaded onto her skin and she sighed when she felt a cool washcloth being pressed against her forehead.

"Sorry," Asami opened her eyes after a few seconds and looked at the alpha on her right, the Avatar sat on the side of the bed, the crutches she'd been using to get around were propped up against the wall, "Katara needs to see if you're dilated yet. You've been sleeping for two hours."

"I have?!" Asami's eyes went wide, and she felt confusion building in her brain, "How come I haven't felt any contractions? There's no way I could have slept through that!"

Korra pointed at her arm, where a little band aid was pressed onto her pale skin, "Kya gave you a shot of some relaxers. Normally it goes into your spine, but we couldn't turn you without you waking up. Katara said you would need your rest so we gave you the shot and let you sleep."

"But I thought I couldn't take painkillers?" Asami scrunched up her eyebrows, "My doctors back in Republic City said it was bad for the babies."

"They're not painkillers," Kya's voice came into her ear, and Asami glanced over in the doorway where the middle-aged woman walked into the room. "These are a special brand of muscle relaxers that don't interfere with contractions or hurt the babies. It's a natural remedy the Southern Water Tribes been using for hundreds of years. It's perfectly safe, but we'd have to switch the epidural once the contractions start coming more frequently. The relaxer won't do anything for you then."

"Ok," Asami breathed and sank back against the pillows. "And how long will that be?"

"We're about to find out," Katara meandered into the room after her daughter, a kind smile on the grandmother's face. "I need to take a quick peek and see how dilated you are. May I?"

Asami nodded and moved into position with help from Kya and Korra, the alpha dutifully looking after her pregnant fiancé with careful hands.

Korra sat right next to her, one arm moving to wrap around her waist as they waited for the elder healers okay.

Asami laid there a bit awkwardly, one hand gripping onto the Avatars as the two melted against eachother.

Kya stood next to her mother, handling the equipment Katara needed for the job, before she set the blanket back down over the omega's legs and smiled up at the two, "You're two centimeters, and you need to be ten to push. If it continues at this rate, you should be able to push by sunrise. However, since it's still early we can't be too sure."

The heiress nodded and turned to look at Korra, pressing a kiss to the underside of the alpha's jaw lovingly.

Korra purred, a deep rumbling in her chest, as she nuzzled closer to her fiancé and held her close.

Asami let out a low groan when she felt another contraction, her face hardening in pain as the muscles seemed to summersault down her abdomen; her throat felt dry and she looked around for anything to fix the problem, "Are there any ice-chips? I'm thirsty."

The alpha reached over to the nightstand, grabbing a cup water and bending it into little chips, "Yeah. Mom brought them, but they sort of melted. I can bend it enough to freeze them again though."

"You're getting better at bending," Asami said, smiling at the master of the four elements. "And walking for that matter. You'll be even stronger than you were before in no time."

Korra didn't speak for a long time, instead she traced the letters of her name into the palm of her omega's hand, "Hopefully, yeah. But for now, I want you to focus on getting through this. They're coming and I have a feeling they'll be as impatient as I was."

"Tell me about it," Senna grumped as she walked in, Tonraq trailing behind her. "You had to make an entrance, didn't you?"

The bender shrugged sheepishly, and returned her attention to Asami, who was quite enjoying the ice-chips; it provided a nice and cool vacation for her sweaty body.

"How are you feeling Asami?" Tonraq asked, his voice a familiar deep rumble, "I hope the room was prepared to your liking."

"It's perfect," Asami beamed and looked around at the furniture. "Although, I'm still disappointed I wasn't allowed to help pick out the cradles and changing table."

"It's Water Tribe tradition," Senna chuckled and sat down next to her alpha daughter. "The sire is supposed to carve the furniture. Although in our case, Tonraq helped Korra, but she still did most of the work."

"You did?" the omega turned sharply, "Is that why you were always so tender this last month?! I thought it was because you were walking again!?"

"Well," Korra scratched the back of her head sheepishly. "It was a mix of both really. I only worked on everything an hour a day with dad, and I was only really using my hands. It wasn't too hard." The Avatar cocked her head to the side in thought, "But I guess it didn't really help with physical therapy in the same day."

Asami narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Korra held up her hands in surrender, "It's tradition! I had to do it! They're my kids, you know!"

"I am aware," the engineer sighed and looked apologetically at her fiancé. "It's all very beautiful. I just worry about you; you know that."

"Don't worry," Korra nuzzled the pale neck. "I felt proud to do it. One day when they're older, I'll get to tell them how I made the furniture. When it comes time to get them a proper bed, we recycle the old parts of the cribs and changing table for it. It'll stay with them until they're old enough to either make or buy their own."

"That's very thoughtful," Asami mused, a tired smile pulling at her lips. "I'm glad they'll have a definite culture to identify with."

"They're not all Water Tribe," Korra said. "We'll make sure they get a proper piece of each culture they have. Earth, Fire, and Water. They really are children of the Avatar."

The laboring omega lightly smacked her future mate on the arm, a amused look taking her face, "You're already fueling their ego."

"Now we can't have that."

Senna gently patted Asami's leg, before turning to address Korra, "Tenzin radioed a few minutes ago. They just left Air Temple Island. If Oogi makes good time, he said they should arrive by sunset tomorrow."

Korra grinned, although Asami could see the hesitance in her eyes.

The Avatar had hoped to stronger and walking around on her own the next time she saw Tenzin and his family, hoping to show them she wasn't hurt and weak anymore. She wanted to be the headstrong girl fresh off the docks and new to Republic City they used to know, not this.

Even though no one could ever think her weak after everything she'd been through, Korra still had the fear of being a burden and disappointment etched firmly in the back of her mind.

"Hey," Asami pinched the back of Korra's neck, immediately grabbing the alphas attention. "None of that. Focus on how happy they'll be to see you. Think of how proud Tenzin will be when you present the twins to him. Think of how much Ikki will squeal when she sees their cute little faces."

Korra chuckled and nodded gratefully, "I know."

"They're so proud of you sweetie," Tonraq clasped his hand on his daughter's shoulder. "We all are. You're a wonderful person, and going to be an even more wonderful sire. Trust me."

"You know I do dad," the bender sighed and placed a hand over the large baby bump. "I hope they'll be proud of me too."

"They'll think you're the greatest person in existence," Asami pressed a kiss to her fiancé's temple. "I know it."


Ten hours after she had said words of love and devotion to the alpha, Asami was ready to throw her out the window and into the sun for knocking her up.

After suffering for labor for so long, she'd been stuck at exactly eight centimeters for the last three hours, and each contraction only seemed to get worse and worse.

Asami tried to control her irritation and anger at seemingly everything, but every time pain flared in her stomach or a particularly bad ache appeared in her back, Asami gracefully rewarded the sire of her children with about a hundred different ways to cuss someone out, and threats on never having sex again. (Which she was seriously considering at the moment, labor fucking sucked.)

Korra took in all in stride, never seeming angry with the curse words, (although she did seem a little pale at the 'no sex' part), and the alpha remained close to her fiancé.

Neither of them hardly moved from their position on the bed, sitting close together and cuddled for warmth and affection.

For all of Asami's anger, Korra did make a very nice pillow.

A sharp whimper forced its way out of her throat when she felt another contraction move down her stomach, her lower back ached, her throat was dry and she was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to cry anymore after the random outburst of ridiculous sobbing about an hour ago.

Kya told her that the labor was moving along much faster than expected, apparently some women had to deal with this four up to thirty hours or more.

The thought of dealing with this for over a day nearly made her burst out sobbing again.

"You're still eight centimeters," Kya set the blanket back down and moved from the end of the bed, removing the gloves and tossing them into the waist basket as she washed her hands. "The twin in the back is pushing down on the front one, and they should be moving down into position pretty soon. I'll check on you again within the hour, and if you still haven't dilated more I'll have my mom take a look."

Asami nodded and watched the healer exit the room, her eyes tired and droopy.

Korra pressed a kiss to the omega's cheek, leaning back so that Asami could comfortably rest against her side.

It was nearing dawn, and Asami had barely been able to sleep; she knew the heiress would need her energy for when she'd actually start to push, but it didn't help that the poor thing couldn't lay back for more than a minute without tears forming from the pain.

Korra ran the damp washcloth over the CEO's forehead, removing the small drops of sweat forming on her skin.

To Asami, it was unbearably hot underneath the covers, but as soon as they removed them her whole body would break out in chills.

"I want them out," Asami groaned and rested her head against the Avatar's shoulder. "Gosh, my body feels like I'm being torn in half. I don't even want to think about what's it's going to be like when I have to push."

"You'll probably be relieved just to get everything over with," Korra said, her blue eyes closed in remembrance of a conversation she'd had with her mother. "I asked mom what it was like with her, and she said she was just so happy to finish with labor that pushing wasn't that big of a deal. And I was a big baby too."

"Yeah, well I have two big babies I have to bring into this world," Asami playfully smacked the toned arm resting over the swell of her stomach. "Thanks a lot for that."

Korra offered a sheepish look in response, followed by a quick apology and kiss to the cheek.

"I'm going to try and get some sleep," Asami sighed and snuggled closer to the alpha. "I'm exhausted and cranky and irritated and just angry at everything."

"Go ahead," the bender brushed the hair out of the pale omega's green eyes. "I'll be right here when you wake up."

Asami nodded and sunk seemingly further into the pillows piled up behind them, her face a picture of discomfort as she tried to fall into a semi-pleasant sleep.

After a few minutes, the omega's breathing evened out, and Korra gently relaxed against her future mate; she rubbed circles into the bulge of Asami's abdomen and hummed mindlessly to herself.

They sat like that for a few hours, Kya came in and checked on the dilation quietly, not eager to disturb the resting soon to be mother, and alerted Korra that the heiress was now nine centimeters.

The alpha smiled in thanks and told her she'd tell Asami once she drifted back into consciousness.

Another hour passed quickly, and before she knew it the clock truck noon.

The inventor wrapped up in her fiancé's embrace groaned as she slunk out of sleep, her eyes opening as she stretched her arms lightly and stiffened as another contraction broke through her body, "Ow.."

"You're doing great," Korra murmured into the omega's ear, her lips brushing against the shell. "Kya said you're nine centimeters now. It won't be long before you push."

Asami gulped and buried her face into the bender's neck, "I'm scared. I can't.. I don't.."

She froze as another contraction swept through her body, a soft whimper tearing out of her throat, "Ow! OW!"

"What's wrong?" Korra asked, worry filling her heart, "Another contraction?"

Asami couldn't answer, the heiress fighting to catch her breath and stop herself from hyperventilating.

Korra chewed on her lip nervously, before outright panicking when the omega let out a rather loud pained cry.

She grabbed for her crutches and struggled to her feet, pain flaring along her legs as she walked to the door; harsh spasms traveled up and down the muscles of her thighs, and she bit down on the inside of her cheek to keep from groaning in pain.

The door swung open easily, and she turned to the nearest guard standing over the entrance, "Find Master Kya and Master Katara! NOW!"

"Right away ma'am!" The guard stuttered out and immediately took off down the hall where the others were waiting in the guest room.

Korra turned and looked worriedly at her fiancé; the alpha watching with shaking eyes as the CEO continued to struggle to control her breathing.

The Avatar closed her eyes and prayed to all the spirits that everything would turn out okay.


"Next contraction I need you to push again," Katara's gentle voice dominated the room, the elder healer commanding the attention of every single soul in the area.

Kya and the other healers hovered around the scene, readying the room for the arrival of two squirming newborns, while Senna sat on Asami's left; the soon-to-be grandmother holding the omega's hand in place of Asami's lost mother.

Korra was seated on her fiancé's right, gripping her other hand in assurance as she waited for the birth of her children.

Asami choked back a sob as she shook her head side to side, "I can't! I can't! I've been pushing for almost an hour! Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

"Don't worry about that," Kya handed Senna a wet washcloth, the mother of the Avatar wiping it across the drenched woman's face. "If something's wrong the healers will take care of it. You just need to focus on bringing your children into the world."

The CEO panted and groaned, her whole being trembling in pain and fear; each breath seemed more panicked than the last, and Korra did all she could to keep her mate calm and clear-headed, "Listen to my voice Asami. Focus on nothing but that and push. It'll be over soon, we just need to get through this first."

The omega cried out and bore down, her chin hitting her chest as she pushed with all her might as another contraction ravaged down her torso.

Katara muttered something unintelligible as she gestured for Kya to help her; the healers' face had gone pale, and she waved a hand as she gave her daughter directions.

The daughter of Avatar Aang made a frustrated noise, "The umbilical cord is wrapped around the first one's neck. We need to preform a small water-bending procedure to unwrap it. Senna, we need you to take Korra out with Tonraq; this isn't going to be easy on Asami, and we don't need Korra's protective alpha instincts coming to life in the middle of this. It's a very delicate technique."

"Wait! Not a chance!" Korra growled, "I'm not leaving her! No way in hell!"

"Korra," Senna tried to reason with her daughter. "You're already going into alpha mode; we need to make sure they have enough space with no distractions. You'll be able to come back in as soon as they're done."

"You might catch the birth of the second one too," Kya set a clean basin of water next to her mother. "The kid's riding right up behind the first one. They're probably going to be less than a minute apart."

"I can't leave her," her instincts drove a stake into her brain; suddenly everyone was slowly becoming an enemy, trying to separate the master of the four elements from her mate in the omega's time of need.

"Korra please," Asami grabbed her fiancé's bicep. "I'll be fine. I promis- UGH!"

Katara cursed and ordered the remaining healers into position; a contraction burned a path through Asami's body, the pale and hurting woman crying out as the pain magnified drastically.

Senna grabbed her daughter around the waist, and hefted the alpha up with surprising strength; she helped Korra to the door, although the Avatar was fighting every nerve in her body to not turn around and destroy whatever it was causing her mate harm.

The door swung open, and Korra immediately was in the arms of her father; the elder alpha set his daughter in the closest chair available, and Korra got a good look at everyone who was patiently waiting for the birth of her children.

Mostly there were guards waiting around the area, with some of her father's friendly colleagues set around in some seats as well.

Korra realized how big this event was in the eyes of the world. Some of the biggest politicians in the Water Tribes were present, and she knew there were several others from the United Republic and the Fire Nation traveling here for the name-day celebration of the twins.

These children were the offspring of an Avatar; they would have the world's attention for the rest of their lives.

Korra didn't know how reassured she felt at that. Did she really want her precious kids under a microscope all the time?

A terrible scream drifted into her ears, and her teeth were bared in a snarl as she jumped up from the seat at the sound of her mate's pained voice.

Tonraq immediately grabbed her by the scruff of the back of her neck with his dominant hand, and forced her back into the seat; not letting go until she stopped struggling and growling like a feral animal.

"Calm down!" Her father's voice pulled the red out of her eyes, stopping the protective instinct from completely overtaking her mind.

Korra groaned into her hands and shook her head like a wet dog, taking deep breaths as she reigned in her rage.

Another scream echoed out from the room, and Senna rubbed her back soothingly as Korra clawed at her hair in anguish, the sound of her laboring mate causing figments of pain to poke at her nerves.

Suddenly the scream cut off, and complete silence dominated the hall.

The shrill sound of a baby's first cry cut through the air.

Korra's senses went haywire, her nose detecting the scent flowing through the door; it was mixed with blood and the tang of birthing fluids, but none of that mattered the alpha.

All she could focus on was the sound of the powerful cry announcing its presence to the world.

Her twitched as she got a read on the scent, her eyes watering with tears when she was able to detect the scent signifying the baby's sex.

Senna covered her mouth, and leaned against her husband; Tonraq looking much like the proud grandfather that he was.

Rustling came through the door, the sound of healers frantically moving around the birthing room resonating in her ears, and Korra nearly stopped breathing when she heard the pained sound of a loud whimper from Asami, followed by another screaming wail of a baby.

Another scent invaded her senses, and Korra shook in anticipation as she took in the two unique signatures drafting through the air.

"They're here," Korra breathed. "My children... My children... I'm a... I'm a pare-"

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and Senna called out a warning before she felt her father's arms wrap around her as everything went black.


A laughing voice jolted her out of darkness, her eyes opening slowly to adjust to the bright rays of sun slinking in from the uncovered window.

She was laying on the right side of a bed, and Korra sat straight up when she realized it was the same one Asami was using throughout her labor, "What!? Wait, what's happened!?"

"You fainted," the omega's voice danced in her ear, and Korra turned to protest when she finally noticed the little squirming bundle attached to her girlfriends' chest.

Her blue eyes went wide, and she reverently held out a hand, her fingers hovering inches away from the nursing newborn, "Hi."

"Hi?" Asami pressed a kiss to the dumbstruck alpha's cheek, "I go through hell for this baby, and all you can say is 'Hi?' I'm disappointed Korra."

"That's..." The Avatar blinked, tears filling her eyes, "That's..."

The newborns' scent drifted into her nostrils, and Korra smiled when she instinctively recognized the scent of the second born twin reach her mind, "My child?"

"Your son," Asami corrected, tilting her arms to better present the boy to his sire.

Korra watched with awestruck eyes, tracking the little movements of the tiny fingers and the kicking of the newborn's feet beneath the blanket.

"How long was I out?" Korra asked, using one hand to gently run her fingers through her child's thick head of dark hair.

"About an hour," Her mother's voice cut into her bubble, and the Avatar turned to look in the beta's direction.

Immediately she zoned in on the bundle in her father's arms, the chief of the Southern Water tribe was beaming down at the tiny human with so much pride and love in his eyes, that Korra's face broke into a grin before she even realized it, "Is that...?"

"Your daughter," Asami smiled. "She's the oldest too. Tonraq's had her ever since Kya cleared her lungs of fluid. She's safe now, but they wanted to make sure she could breath on her own after having the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck for so long."

"No complications right?!" Korra looked worriedly at her future wife. "You're okay, right?"

"I'm fine," Asami gazed down at the boy in her arms, before looking lovingly at the newborn girl in Tonraq's arms. "We're all safe."

Korra chewed on her lip and turned her eyesight over towards her father, holding out her hands in a pleading gesture, "Can I hold her?"

The waterbender chuckled deeply and nodded, standing from the chair with Senna to steady him before crossing the short distance to the bed, "Of course you can sweetie. The proud sire hasn't had the chance to hold her daughter yet, has she?"

"No," Korra casted her father a bright smile. "But I think I'll do fine. I learned from the best, after all."

Tonraq's eyes filled with pride, and Senna leaned against her husband as she ran a hand through her daughter's hair, "We're so proud of you honey." She smiled at Asami, "We're proud of you too. Of both of you."

The heiress's eyes twinkled with unshed tears, and she nodded gratefully as the omega continued to nurse the greedy baby.

Korra took her daughter carefully from her dad, holding the newborn the exact way Pema used to have her hold Rohan.

She smiled down at the milky-blue eyes, leaning against her mate's shoulder as she lovingly looked between her two children.

Two pairs of eager and intrigued eyes traveled to their sire's form, their sense's automatically adjusting to their other's parent and relishing in the feeling of safety and security being in Korra's presence seemed to have.

A wave of love rose in the alpha's spirit as she fondly looked down at her offspring, protective and the yearning to please awoken in her soul just by meeting their curious gaze.

The Master of the Four Elements was completely under the control of a pair of defenseless infants.

After nearly a minute of drinking in her children's features, Korra leaned down to press a kiss to each of the twin's heads, (which was easier once her son had unlatched from Asami's breast), and she smiled with so much happiness that all the pain and anguish she'd been through the last couple of months with her stunted healing slipped from her mind.

"Hey there," Korra grinned down at the two hour-old newborns. "From now on, you'll never have to worry about anything again. I'll do all I can to get better and be the greatest parent I can to you. And you're both going to grow old and happy, after living the greatest life you possibly can. And I promise to do everything I can to create a world where that life is possible."

The alpha beamed down at her children, and puffed out her chest, "After all, life can be pretty good when your sire's the Avatar."


Okay, so while this chapter is pretty heartwarming and whatnot. I want to make it clear that Korra's PTSD has NOT been dissolved yet, and I plan to work more of that in now that she has the added requirement of trying to be a good parent to the twins.

A lot of her insecurities about being a sire and not being fully healed yet will show, and I hopefully play it out as realistically as I can.

This story only has about two more chapters left. I might make it three, but the outline shows me I can probably do it in two.

My next omegaverse story will be announced once this story is finished, and I hope you all will enjoy it once I get into that! :)

PLEASE BE A DEAR AND DROP A REVIEW! I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU WONDERFUL READERS AND IT WARMS MY HEART!

The twins' names will be revealed next chapter, and if you follow me on Tumblr you'll probably have a good suspicion on what I have picked out based on my other omegaverse drabbles. (hint hint)

Next chapter should be updated once Changes in Dynamics gets it's next chapter.

Until the next time~