Naturally, the discussion regarding Godparents was held. Since there were three babies, Jemma's siblings and their spouses, Rowena, Arthur, Bill and Siobhan were obvious choices. Then it became slightly hairy as well, William and Olivia… ok… JEMMA… had picks, perfectly respectable selections that would be a positive influence in their godchild's lives, while Jemma's two husbands had decided to be…. Well… difficult with their choices. But in his defense, Phil had claimed that his choices would a beneficial guidance in their children's lives. Felix had refused to suggest a name as he wasn't the biological father. He figured he shouldn't interject his unnecessary opinion in an already emotionally fraught decision. And really, Phil hadn't needed to mumble 'coward' at Felix. Then they stuck their tongues out at each other like they were three.

BOYS!

"Skye and Jasper for James," Phil announced. "And well, traditionally, there is an additional godparent of the same sex assigned, so we thought…. Victoria, Isabelle and Nick. Close, personal friends of the fathers. I also bestowed the title of Auntie on Melinda May."

Well, least her children would know how to defend themselves by gun, martial arts or knife, Jemma realized. Steal a car, defuse a bomb… drop the f bomb at least three times in every sentence. They'd be in the Detention Hall of Fame.

All by the time they reached pre-K.

However, Victoria and Isabelle were close friends with Felix… so it had been a political move. And Fitz and Mack had been declared Uncles, which was way cooler than being a godfather, so Jemma believed everyone in their extended clan was happy – as Nekko and Sonya had been declared GodDogs (Please, let God have a sense of humor about that and well, her parents would never know).

That decided, the calling hours were over and Felix escorted William and Olivia, Ro, Arthur and their arachnoid-loving daughters to the door.

"Since Liam is still sleeping, we don't want to wake him," Felix lied. In actuality, Liam was explaining to a very interested Sonya the difference between an asteroid and a comet. "See you at the next calling hour!"

He closed the door, and then exhaled.

"Pay up, Phil," he ordered. "I told you the Spiders would interest them more than the Butterflies."

Bill and Siobhan were given information on the exhibit so they could decide if Liam would like to see it. Felix stated it that way, as opposed to 'Capable of handling it'. Because, really Liam seemed like a decent kid and Sonya adored him so that was enough for Felix as Sonya was an excellent judge of character. The two of them discussed it and agreed that Liam would enjoy it tremendously. That largesse earned him a tearful hug from Vawny and a firm handshake from Bill – fortunately sans ass grabbing.

That done, the Simmons left to take Liam back to the hotel, though he was loathe to leave Sonya. Truth be told, Sonya was a bit put off also.

"He needs a dog," Jemma murmured. "Not Sonya, but one just like her."

"She's one in a million," agreed Phil.

For a moment, there was blessed silence and then Felix smiled. "I think the next thirty minutes is ours. You know what that means?"

Phil nodded his head and smiled. Phil then stood to assist Jemma after she happily realized the next thirty minutes was theirs to do whatever they wanted.

"Time for a nap!" Jemma happily exclaimed even as her husbands agreed. They had just gotten cozy with Jemma in the middle with Phil almost asleep when Felix's phone rang. Felix moaned from under his pillow, loudly, and then answered the phone with a growled, "Hello, Ms. Potts, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"We're back to that again?" Pepper asked as she was on speaker. "Felix, after you called me Pepper today, I thought we were on the cusp of a better relationship."

"Jemma got jealous," he explained which earned him a very not nice poke from Jemma.

"Am not!" Jemma hissed.

"Anyway, I have Sonya's therapy dog certification test scheduled for four this afternoon. I'll email you the information," Pepper continued. "She should be officially certified and vested for tomorrow if required for Operation Liam."

"Thank you," Felix stated. "One more favor, he won't show up tomorrow, will he?"

"I haven't even mentioned it to him. I'll see you tomorrow at nine."

Felix mumbled his appreciation and then relaxed into the bed. He dropped almost immediately in the REM State but naturally Jemma wasn't having any of that.

"What are you two doing?" Jemma asked.

"Sleeping?" offered Phil as Felix burrowed further into his pillow.

"Not very successfully," mumbled Felix who had a split second of a very weird dream involving William Simmons, Tony Stark and plate of Chicken Pad Thai. While he needed sleep, he was glad to wake from THAT dream.

"With Liam," Jemma asked. "Operation Liam?"

"He's not here, he left?" offered Felix who just couldn't understand why Jemma won't let them sleep as in twenty two minutes or so, Old Faithful #1, Old Faithful #2 or Old Faithful #3 would erupt. Possibly at both ends.

"Being supportive, caring uncles?" Phil asked.

"Who are sleeping?" Felix offered as he had to be ready for Sonya's certification exam. He had just gotten in a comfortable spot when there was a whimper from a crib.

"James," Phil stated as he got out of bed.

Actually it was James and Felicia, so Phil grabbed both and brought them to Jemma. Since Felix was head under the pillow at the moment and she didn't have to worry about his rather charming but unrealistic ideas regarding what he could watch and how much he could see of her, Jemma just undid her shirt and let the good times roll... err... the milk flow. Then it was time for Amelia who required a little more Mommy time which she was happy to give. When Amelia was full, Phil returned the smallest of her babies to her crib.

"Cabbage leaves," she ordered her knave, as she was feeling quite sore.

He returned with an assortment of cold cabbage leaves and he helped her position the large leaf on her much abused boob who was unhappily screaming that her Express Order for Gallons upon Gallons Milk had Arrived! To her surprise, she felt Felix's hand on her other breast and he was placing a large cabbage leaf on her right breast.

When she was properly cabbaged, Felix got out the bed to search for her bra. She had thrown it in a corner, she remembered.

"He was watching while you nursed," murmured Phil. "Don't make a big deal of it. He was utterly enthralled."

"I wouldn't dare risk it, as he's finally getting comfortable with the concept of us," she murmured.

"Poor man, he should be committed," Phil teased.

"No, we need to spring a Commitment ceremony on him, in front of witnesses, so he can't escape. Perhaps when we have the Christening ceremony?" Jemma stated. "I'll talk to the minister when Felix is taking Sonya for her exam. Hopefully, he's liberal about three soul mates."

On the far end of the bed room, Felix picked up a lacey unmentionable and asked if she wanted that one.

"No, can you find the black one? It's got larger cups than that one?" Jemma requested. "I think I went up three cups sizes since this morning."

Felix turned back to his expedition, even while Phil Coulson laughed. Softly.

"Poor guy. Felix never had a chance with you, did he?" Phil whispered.

"Really, it was for his own good," protested Simmons. "He was so brokenhearted due to everything, I had to take care of him. I made sure he had all his shots, a nice warm bed and new collar. And I gave him scritches every morning and every night."

Felix announced that he had found the prize and he brought it to their bed.

Jemma held out her arms and asked her boys to hook her up. That done, she sank back into bed. "I'll smell like cabbage now. But it will be worth it if the girls stop screaming."

Felix and Phil murmured a soft protest and then Jemma pounced, "What is Operation Liam?"

"Our version of Shock n' Awe?" offered Phil.

"Oh good God," protested Jemma. "What are you two doing?"

"It's really for the best that you don't know of our nefarious plans," murmured Felix from underneath his pillow.

"Tony Stark," Jemma stated.

"Is he here?" Phil asked as he sat up in the bed. "We're gonna need a bigger bed."

"For that ego, hell yes, brother," Felix rumbled.

"Please assure me that Stark isn't involved," Jemma pleaded.

"He isn't," Felix easily agreed even as Phil chimed in his agreement. "Now go to bed."

"Promise?" Jemma pleaded.

"Promise," her boys easily promised her.

They weren't lying to her, so she drifted off to sleep. However, her subconscious mind continued to churn on the issue until she realized what her boys hadn't said or more importantly, who they hadn't mentioned out of a certain unholy trinity. She sat up straight in the bed, and she said one word, "Banner?"