A/N: Because ya'll are extra special, you get two chapters today!! (and because it's been written for the past two weeks)

WOOT!

Skipping ahead four months to Brea having the babies.

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Brea opened her eyes, staring around the bedroom. Dom was still sound asleep on the bed. Trying to make as little noise as possible, which was difficult being nine months pregnant with twins, she got out of bed and slipped into the privvy. By now, Dom had woken up and was getting dressed.

He was in the process of pulling on his breeches, when a loud scream sent him toppling into a desk.

"DOM!" Brea shouted from inside the privvy. "GET NEAL!"

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Neal sighed as he walked from the room where one of the assistant healers was getting Brea comfortable. Dom, Kel, Mikol and Rebekah were there; they rushed up to him. Brea's parents were due to arrive the next day.

"Well?" Kel demanded, glaring up at him.

"The babies are on the way. The midwife is in there with her now." He replied and grinned at Dom, who was stark white. "Cheer up, you are about to become a father."

"I'm trying to process everything." He replied and sighed heavily. "Can I see her?"

"Sure." Neal nodded and watched as Dom walked towards the room, walking inside. Brea was laying on the bed, propped on some pillows, not looking very happy. He smiled and walked towards her.

"Feeling okay?" He asked, taking her hand and kissing it.

"No." Brea replied grumpily, glaring at the midwife, who was in the corner of the room. "She's almost as bad as Julianna was. Bossy, little..." She still felt bad about what happened; it had taken her a few months to realize that the situation was out of her hands from the time it had happened.

"I don't think anybody can be as bad as Julianna." Dom cut in, laughing. "Do you want me in the room with you?"

"Actually..." Brea bit her lip, looking troubled. "I just want Kel in her. If I scream like a little girl, I know she won't make fun of me. You on the other hand, might hold it against me for the rest of my life."

"Do you really think I'm that mean?" He demanded, trying to look offended.

"Yes." She replied and smiled. "Just her, but I promise, you will get to hold your little boy before anyone else, minus Miss Grouch."

"How do you know there will be a boy?"

"Just a feeling."

"Alright." The two of them were silent for a few minutes and Dom couldn't help but feel a little anxious as he thought about Brea having the babies. There was no guarantee that she would live, especially with twins. "Brea."

"Don't start." Brea's voice held an edge and when Dom looked at her, there were tears glistening in her eyes. "Don't, Dom, please. Don't think that."

"Okay." He promised and leaned down, pressing his lips to hers. "I love you."

"I love you too." She replied and meant it with every fiber of her being. "Alessa and Aiden."

"What?" Dom asked, staring at her curiously.

"You asked me what I wanted to name the babies. Alessa and Aiden." Brea said, smiling. "Just a mothers intuition that there is going to be a girl and boy."

"Sounds good to me."

"You are going to have to leave now." Said the midwife sharply. Dom looked at her and nodded, before turning his attention to Brea.

"I'll be right outside if you need me." He told her, kissing her briefly on the lips. "Just scream."

"Okay." Brea laughed and released Dom's hand, allowing him to leave the room.

"Kel, she wants you in there." He announced when he left the room.

"Me? Why not you?" She asked, looking at Neal, then back to his cousin, to see if they were joking.

"Just go in there and be with my soon-to-be wife and mother of my children." Dom said, pointing to the door. "She needs you."

"Alright." Kel sighed and started into the room.

"What now?" Mikol asked, looking around.

"We get to wait." Neal replied and sighed.

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The next few hours passed in a blur. For awhile, Dom sat in the room, holding Brea's hand. She damn near squeezed his off. After that, she had told him to leave and wait outside. Which he did, somewhat happy to be out of her death grip.

So instead, Dom sat outside with the large group of their friends that had gathered there. He paced, wringing his hands. Everytime he heard a yelp, whether it was from Brea or Kel, from inside the room, he paced faster.

"Dom! You are giving me a headache!" Shouted Rebekah, putting a hand to her head.

"Get over it." He retorted and then there was a sound from inside the room that was like music to his ears.

The crying of a newborn baby.

Ten minutes later, another one followed.

Not a second later, a harried assisstant healer stuck her head out of the room.

"Queenscove, get in here. We're losing her."

The words shot through Dom like an arrow.

Losing...Brea...

"I'll take care of her." Neal whispered to his cousin, disappearing into the room.

Dom pressed his back to the wall, sinking down to the floor. The minutes ticked by slowly. Every so often, someone would cast an anxious glance to him, then back to the door.

He couldn't lose Brea. Not now. He just couldn't.

"Please, if anyone is listening, protect her." Dom whispered to the air. "Protect her. Keep her safe. I can't lose her. Please."

The door opened again and Dom's head shot up so fast that he hit it against the wall. Even through the stars he was seeing, he could tell that Kel was crying.

But...there was something wrong with the fact that she was crying.

Because she was also smiling.

Dom lurched to his feet and grabbed Kel's shoulders. He didn't trust himself to open his mouth, so he stared at Kel. She understood what he wanted to know and her smile grew bigger.

"She wants to see you." Kel whispered and turned, leading the way back into room. Dom stepped inside tenatively, his eyes meeting Brea's. There was a small wrapped bundle in her arms; she looked about ready to pass out, her eyes barely open.

"So there is the father." The midwife was smiling, holding another small bundle in her arms that was wrapped in the blanket. "Come and see your son." It took a little prodding from Kel, but Dom finally crossed the room, and the midwife placed the baby in his arms.

"Aiden." He smiled, staring down at the baby, then crossed the room to Brea, sitting with her on the bed. "How do you feel?"

"Tired." Brea replied and Dom smiled, leaning over to kiss her forehead. As he did this, his eyes fell on the little girl who was sleeping in her arms, then to the little boy in his arms, finally they drifted back up to Brea. This was his family.

He couldn't have been happier than he was at the moment, looking at all of them.

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A/N: Just so ya'll know, this chapter didn't originally have a happy ending.

One more left.