(Annie's P.O.V.) -2 days later-

The ship trembled with shouts and yells of trepassing pirates and Captain, Jim, but my screams are louder as I am in pain, in labor as Dad's here to help deliver my kid. It's similar to helping a zebra give birth to a foal, right? I didn't care as I kept grunting in pain and contractions. A half hour has passed yet it felt like more, from my guess.

"Easy, Annie. Take a deep breath and take it and out repeatedly, give yourself strength. The kid won't come until you can do it.". Dad replied firmly with a hint of concern for me.

I snorted, "Easy for you to say, Dad! I never believed that woman's story of my birth, 'It was easy and fast'? I doubt it for this is hard as hell!".

"Okay, okay, Annie. Listen to me. Focus on a dream for a minute, relax, then come back to give birth to my darn grandchild!". Dad sternly ordered me. "You have been taking pointers from Amelia, have you?". I asked amusedly before I started to take deep breaths, focused on my fondest dream, which is getting married to Jim. I relaxed, hearing the familiar hymn song, then I took another deep breath, refocused back to reality, then pushed with all my might. I screamed in pain as I felt the kid coming out.

"That's it, that's right! Oh, my lord, it's a boy, and oh..". Dad said in amazement, then surprise. I blinked, frightened all of a sudden as I heard a shriek from my newborn son. "Dad, is something wrong with my son?".

"No, much better than that. You have another kid, I can see skin, but no head yet!". Dad laughed in merriment. "What, I have twins?!". I gasped in shock.

Kip nodded from his position, "Yes, but you got to push again. Remember, deep breaths. Gosh, I can't wait to see Jim's face when he finds out that he's the father of two, not one!".

I prepared to push when my eyes widened and I screamed as I saw Scroop not far behind Dad. "WWhat do wwee hhave hhere?". Scroop chuckled darkly. "Daddy, watch out!". I screamed shrilly in fear. Dad turned around, holding my son in his paws as he snarled, crouching in protection over me and our family.

"Back off, pirate!". Dad warned in anger. "Nnoo, I aam ennjoying tthis. Hhawkins' llittle ffamily aall allone!". Scroop moved forward, his pincers snapping in excitement, his six legs tapping the wooden floor.

"Take this, Scroop!". shouted a enraged Jim as he ran and jumped, aiming a blood-soaked sword into one of Scroop's pincers, earning a scream of pain and blood splashing upon the floor to aid the fallen pincer. Jim paced around Scroop, tensed and crouched as he raised his sword again, in position before us, protecting us like the First Mate which he is.

"Had enough?". asked Jim revoltingly. Scroop growled, narrowed his bright yellow eyes, "Yyou will ppay for tthat.". Then a contraction started, making me groan in pain. Dad turned around, "Shit, the other kid. Annie, push like there's no tomorrow!". He then moved to Jim, putting my son into Jim's arms, causing him to drop the sword.

"Take care of Annie. She needs you. I will depose of this vermin pirate!". Dad snarled, as he actually dropped into all fours. I realized that his instincts has came out, driving Dad to be a true lion. I grunted as I prepared to push for real this time as I heard roars from Dad and screams from Scroop. Jim used his sword quickly to cut my son's cord, while I pushed hard, a shout of pain as I felt my other kid coming out, hearing Jim say, "It's out. Oh, it's a girl. I got her!". I heaved heavily in relief as I tiredly opened my eyes to see Jim cut my daughter's cord.

I didn't see Dad or Scroop anywhere, and I realized that Dad has taken the pirate outside where the battle is needed to be, not here. Jim sighed lightly as he cleaned my kids, and with a happy smile, he handed my son into my arms, as I tiredly got halfway up.

I exhaled as my suspicion was right. My son is almost all different from me. He is human only a little. His thin fur is tan brown, his little tuft of hair is black, his ears are feline lion style, his face is oval-shaped with his jutting nose into a slight wolfish muzzle, with a gray nose, his hands are clawed like a lion, with white claws. On his backside, his tailbone has evolved into a fluffy, wolf tail. His real father's animal ancestor is a wolf, which ironically makes sense as he was charming, mysterious, yet dangerous in a way. My son is now a Felinid Leo/Canid Lupus hybrid.

"So, I guess your name for him fits him quite well, huh?". Jim asked as he hovered nearby, holding my daughter. I smiled, "Yes, he is to be Adam Templeton Stapley. It fits him well.". I had taken Dad's last name recently as my past last name was in my ex-parents's family line. Jim smiled and passed my daughter to me as he received Adam back to himself.

I took a long look, surprised to see that she's almost completely human. Her skin tone is pale-ish fair, all 20 fingers and toes. Only differences are that she has brown wolf ears, and her tailbone has evolved into a lioness' tail. Her hair and tail tuft are blondish-brown. I smiled, "Hello, I am your mama. Your name fits you well, Raksha Charlotte Stapley.". Raksha is now a Canid Lupus x Felinid Lea/Human hybrid.

A gasp from Jim, "Annie, look at Adam's eyes.". He gently turned Adam around to face me, and I widened my eyes. Adam's eyes are human style, yet they are warm gold-ish yellow. He whimpered his first cry, and I couldn't help holding a sob of happiness as he sounded so healthy and strong. Then we heard a meow/whine sound from Raksha, and Jim, I locked our eyes upon her. I whispered, "Come on, little one, open these little eyes.". She heard me and blinked weakly until she opened them all the way, to show the stormy teal eyes as I have, yet they're in feline style.

Jim laughed as he was obviously wrapped in her finger, "Hello, cutie. I am..". He looked at me, and I smiled, kissed him on the cheek, nodded with a gesture toward the babies. Jim then said, "I am your Daddy, little ones. Adam, Raksha, welcome home, well, for the time being.". I giggled. I hope Dad is okay. He's going to be adoring these little ones for sure.