Liz was in the infirmary at the closest base. She was getting her head wound patched up before they checked on the twins. Rorke was sitting in a chair right next to her. He was lucky and didn't get too injured. But he was quiet, a little too quiet. It made Liz worry.

"You alright?" She moved her head a little to get a better look at him. He looked lost in thought, but he snapped back to reality when he heard her talk.

"Huh? Yeah I'm fine." He gave her a small smile. She wasn't convinced, and decided it was best to wait until they were alone.

Once the doctor secured the bandage to her head she gently laid herself down. Her heart began to race, she hoped what they went through didn't affect the twins. Liz turned her head when she felt Rorke take her hand. Then she turned back to the doctor. Her eyes went to the monitor, waiting for the twins to pop up.

It only took a few seconds before their heart beats filled the room. She smiled to herself and let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding in. The doctor moved the wand around her belly, looking at different angles. Liz and Rorke were both mesmerized by their little miracles.

"So far everything looks good. One of the fetuses however does have a slight irregularity in its heart beat. It's not something to worry about just yet. I do recommend you taking it easy for the next few days. And I'll check on you at the end of the week." He wiped the gel off her stomach and turned the monitor off.

"Okay, thanks doc."

With everything checked out, they headed towards the room they were staying in. Rorke was still quiet, she linked their arms together and looked up at him. He looked down at her and gave her a small smile. But it faltered quickly after. Liz sighed and kept walking.

A sigh of relief left her as they entered their room. The first thing she did was change out of her sweat soaked clothes. She knew she probably smelled horrible, but didn't care. When she got the fresh pair of clothes on, she slide under the covers and laid down on the bed.

She noticed Rorke was starting to take off his gear. He discarded it in a nearby chair. Liz could tell whatever that was bothering him was still bothering him. "Are you gonna tell me what's wrong or am I gonna have to pry it out of you?"

"I almost lost you." He turned to her and she could see the tears in his eyes.

"But you didn't. Don't dwell on that. I'm alive, our children are alive. Now change into something new and come to bed."

Rorke nodded and started to change into a new pair of clothes. Once he was done, he got into bed behind her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her neck. Liz maneuvered herself so she was facing him. She rested her head on his chest and sighed.

"Things are gonna be fine. I'll take it easy for the next few days and then hopefully we can go home." She looked up at him and then gave him a chaste kiss.

"Okay. We should get some rest, it's been a long day."

Liz nodded. "Yeah sleep sounds good."

xXx

After that day the war took a turn. The Federations resources were dwindling, so the leader decided to make a temporary treaty with the US. It would give them enough time to fix the oil rig and make another satellite. Liz was happy that they'll be some peace for a few years. But she wasn't too keen on going to the meeting.

Rorke would be there, but that wasn't the problem. She would have to see the Ghosts, and that meant her brothers'. Liz sighed and pushed her bag to the side so she could sit down. Her head wound was healing fine and everything was fine with the twins.

He noticed her sitting on the bed and went over to her. "You okay?"

"I don't really want to go. Yeah I'll get to see Logan...but Hesh." She groaned and fell back on to the bed.

He turned to his side, propping his head up with his hand and placed the other on her belly. She was now in the second trimester, which meant the high risk for a miscarriage was over. That helped ease both of them. "I know. Just think, we'll get this over with and will have enough time to get everything ready for the twins without worrying about anything."

"Thank god. I can't wait until we find out the sex of the twins. Cause I am looking forward to shopping." She looked over at him and smiled.

"My bank account isn't. I don't care what we have, as long as they are happy and healthy. That's all that matters." He leaned down and kissed her. Pulling away after a moment to gaze into her eyes.

"I hope one of them is a boy. I want the Rorke name to live on. Also how long until we have to be at the chopper?" He looked over his shoulder to glanced at the clock.

"About 4 hours, why?" He raised a brow and gave her a confused look.

"Grab the lube." She smirked at him. He got off the bed as fast as he could and went into the night stand to fetch the lube.

Liz laughed and took off her underwear, discarding it on the floor. She moved up the bed and got on her hands and knees. The mattress dipped under his weight as he moved behind her. She heard the popping of the lid and then a squishy sound. Two fingers entered her, making her softly moan.

He slowly pumped his fingers in and out of her. Twisting his wrist and scissoring his fingers so she could get use to something bigger. His free hand undid his pants and pulled them down far enough to free his aching member. He gave himself a few strokes before pulling his fingers free from her.

Rorke started to lube himself up, then placed his tip at her entrance. He slowly started to push through the few layers of muscle. Once he was buried inside her, he didn't move until she was use to his size. When she pushed back on him, he knew she was ready. He kept a slow pace, rocking into her with long snaps of his hips.

Liz moaned and gasped, the rougher he got. She even began to meet his thrust. One of his hands went between her legs and started to rub at her clit. The heat in her core was quickly rising, then her legs started to tremble and she cried out his name. He kept rubbing at her clit as she rode out her orgasm, then he came. Spilling everything he had inside of her.

He removed his hand from between her legs and grabbed her hips as he rode out his. He mumble something, but the only thing she could make out was her name. After a moment he pulled out and both collapsed onto the bed panting. They spent the rest of the few hours in each others arms. Talking about anything that had to do with the twins.

Eventually the both had to get dressed and head to the chopper. Liz was excited to see Logan again, maybe they could have a good conversation before they had to leave again. She hoped he would find a way to come visit every now and then. She wanted him to have a good relationship with the twins.

Rorke secured their bags in the chopper as Liz got in. She waited for him to take his seat next to her. She was seated in front of the leader, he had two feds to each side of him. To her right was another fed and to her left was Rorke. Once he sat down beside her, he intertwined their hands together. With everyone seated, it was time to go.