No One's POV
Michael and Lucifer paced endlessly outside the door of Erin's room, though they knew the procedure would take more than a few minutes; it would take a few hours, they knew this, but it didn't lessen their impatience for it to be over nor did it remove them from their steadfast resolution to wait, they promised their mate after all.
Anxiety, nervousness, excitement, panic, a million emotions tumbled together leaving the two eldest Archangel Commanders nearly floundering at the onslaught of everything, they felt faint; they were going to be fathers.
Downstairs and around the perimeter of the angelic safe house Gabriel and Castiel, along with Erin's other five angelic and five demonic bodyguards, the house was kept guarded, under complete lockdown, the Commanders weren't taking any chances, none of them were, not with an event as important and world changing (quite literally perhaps) as this.
"Commanders?" An orderly angel-nurse says, pushing out of the doors to Erin's mirror healing room.
Michael and Lucifer immediately snap to attention, their pacing stopping as they turn towards the door and the angelic healer.
"Yes? How is our mate? Our children? Did everything go okay? Can we see her? Them?" Words tumble out from both Michael and Lucifer, overlapping and clearly anxious to hear the news.
"Your mate is just fine. The procedure went well, just as expected. Your children are healthy." The healer relays first. "Congratulations, Commander Michael, it's a boy. And Commander Lucifer, it's a girl."
A large thump is heard, Michael falling over rather abruptly, body hitting the wood floor of the hallway, Lucifer looking frankly unimpressed at his older brother.
"Uh- thank- thank you." Lucifer coughs, looking up from his brother's fainted form to the angel-healer. "You can- leave him. He'll wake in a moment… Probably. Can I see my mate now?"
"I- yes. She's- she's a bit drowsy, but awake." The healer says, looking a bit nervous now as she casts a rather anxious glance at Michael sprawled rather undignified form which is lying flat on the floor.
"Thank you, for all your work. We- we appreciate it. You and the others can- we will call you if we need anything further." Lucifer dismisses.
"Of course, Commander Lucifer." The healer acknowledges, fisting her hand over her heart in the customary bow before disappearing.
"Honestly, brother." Lucifer mutters, nudging Michael with a foot before wandering into his mate's room, head peeking in slowly.
Erin hears the door creak open, muted footsteps coming to her side and a hand slide into hers.
"Mmm?" Erin drowsily stirs, eyes fluttering open to catch sight of Lucifer.
"Hey, gorgeous." Lucifer smiles, leaning down to press a kiss to his mate's temple and then nose, making his way to her lips.
"Hey, L- Luci." Erin mumbles back. "Where- where's Mi- Michael?"
"He- He's coming, beautiful. I promise. He- well, he fainted…" Lucifer explains, snickering lightly, obviously amused at the expense of his older brother. "I'm sorry I woke you."
"He- he fainted?" Erin echoes, wondering if she heard corrected or because she was still shaking off the anesthesia had misheard, she was still a bit foggy in the mind. "And- it's- it's okay. I- I don't mind. I wanted- to see you."
"Yes. When he heard the news. I'm sure he'll be in soon." Lucifer assures, staring at his child, who was snuggled into his mate's side, awestruck.
"Mmmkay." Erin nods, head lulling a little still, the two babies tucked securely on either side of her.
"They're beautiful." Lucifer says after a moment of silence, though not one to be overly emotionally (except with Erin, she would always soften him), looking very much like he wanted to cry at the moment.
"Yeah. Yeah, they are. Aren't they?" Erin smiles probably dopily. "We- we did a good job."
Lucifer smiles again, hand hovering over his daughter as if afraid to touch.
"Go- go ahead, Lucifer. You can hold her." Erin encourages, shifting slightly, arm moving to allow Lucifer the option of picking up his daughter for the first time.
Lucifer still hesitates anyways, desperately wanting to hold his newborn daughter but terrified to death of harming her.
"You won't break her, promise. She's part angel, remember? And even if she- she wasn't. You're her dad. You'll do great." Erin coaxes, smiling in encouragement.
Finally Lucifer scoops his daughter up, his expression softening even more as he cradles her to his chest as if she is some fragile thing, wings curling close to his body.
"Name?" Erin asks, reaching her hand out to brush one of Lucifer's wings.
"What?" Lucifer asks absentmindedly, staring nearly wonderstruck down at his daughter as she sleeps.
"She- she needs a name, Lucifer. Do you- do you want- is there one you like?" Erin explains.
"No. You can pick." Lucifer shakes his head, carefully stroking the tuffs of dirty blonde hair on top his daughter's head, so far the only feature that took after him.
"Are you- are you sure?" Erin presses, looking at Lucifer intensely.
"Yes. You're the mother. You carried her for nearly a month. Pick, I am sure I'll love it." Lucifer nods, eyes meeting his mate's, his wing extending to press into Erin's touch.
"Okay… Well, I- I have always liked Anastasia for a first name." Erin hesitates for a moment, gaging Lucifer's reaction.
"I like that, gorgeous." Lucifer nods, this time the one to be encouraging.
"Alright. So, for a middle name… Maybe it's stupid, but your dad said, something to me before, twice actually. That- that I'd be your saving grace…" Erin begins to explain slowly, waiting for some type of reaction from Lucifer, either good or bad.
"My dad has done a lot of things I may disagree with, even said a few things. But in that- I can't say I disagree. You have been. You've always been. And you always will be." Lucifer smiles, swooping down to kiss his mate.
"I was just thinking then… I like Grace. Are you okay with that? Anastasia Grace?" Erin asks, looking worried.
"I'm more than okay with that. I love it. It's perfect." Lucifer smiles again, swooping in for another kiss before looking down at his newborn daughter still cradled protectively in his arms. "I'm your father, Anastasia Grace. And I love you so much."
So... *ugly sobs* This is so sappy I can't even... And just to clarify, the girl is technically the "younger one"... Lucifer's girl was born second.
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