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Family

Chapter 21

Two months later….

Sam and G stood side by side before a minister in a pristine mountain setting with a roaring waterfall in the background.

"Everything is perfect," G whispered to his soon-to-be husband. "Thank you."

The wedding ceremony was halfway finished and the minister started the final words. "Do you G Callen take Sam Hanna to be your husband?"

Instead of answering the him, G clutched his protruding abdomen. "Sam." G grasped his partner's hand and steadied himself.

Sam glanced at him. "We good?"

He winced and tightened his grip on his partner's hand. "We're not good." His voice hitched with a stab of pain emanating from his abdomen. "I…."

"Describe not good."

"Hurry up and marry us."

"Say yes."

"What?" G swayed with the increasing pain.

"He asked you first."

"Yes, hurry, the rings, faster."

Sam guided G over to a teak bench and motioned the minister to finish their marriage vows over there.

"Do you Sam Hanna take G Callen to be your husband?"

"Hurry. Faster." G slumped to his side and leaned against Sam. He was close to passing out. "My water…." G grimaced again. "You know what I mean." It was the signal he gave Sam the first time he was pregnant. Just as if he were ready to give birth and was a woman. The signal was 'my water broke.'

"The babies, the babies are here, the babies are ready, shit." Sam was about to get up and dance.

"Sam, just say it already."

"Yes, a thousand times yes, a million times yes, a billion—"

"Stop. The rings."

Sam pulled the rings out and helped G place one of them on his finger. He placed his ring on his husband's finger. He whispered to the minister, "Call an ambulance. Tell them to hurry."

"You'll need more than an ambulance out here in the middle of nowhere." The minister started to autodial the ambulance.

An older woman seated behind the wedding party in the first row on a well cushioned chair stepped forward and told him to stop. She moved closer to the two gentlemen who had just been married.

Sam looked up and shielded his eyes from the bright afternoon sunlight. "Hetty."

"A medivac helicopter is on its way."

"Thank you."

"Told you I wouldn't miss this," she said. "Let's get those precious babies into this world."

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G awakened with a start and felt his abdomen. Flattened. He glanced to his left. Sam was slumped in the bedside chair, a ring on his left hand ring finger. G sighed. He lifted his left hand and looked at the ring on his finger. He had not dreamt it. It was real. They were married.

Sam stirred in the chair and straightened. His eyes met his new husband's eyes. "I love you."

"I love you," G said. "The babies okay?"

"Yes, you want to see them?"

"Yes. And?" G held his breath, expecting the worst outcome, one that Robert Minter had foretold would happen. He released a long sigh.

"You'll have to see for yourself." Sam stood and stretched, releasing the kinks in his neck after sleeping in the chair for too long. "Both of them are right here in the room with us." He walked over to the bassinet and prepared their two new babies. After wrapping each one in a blanket, Sam brought their new family over to his husband.

G's jaw dropped open. He opened his arms to receive two of the darkest babies he had ever seen. "They're burnt." He winked at his husband.

"Burnt? I'll show you burnt."

"It was a joke, man, they're beautiful." G brought little boy to his breast and settled him at his left nipple. "He's perfect." He checked out every square inch of his son's dark brown body, making sure all his limbs were perfectly formed. The baby's almost white blonde hair was a stark contrast to his dark skin. "He's beautiful. Thank you Sam, thank you." G cuddled their baby close to his breast, cooing and singing to him.

"I've never heard you sing to Gabriel."

"Feels right to sing to him." Besides he was the happiest man right at that moment. No hint of Robert's lies had held true. "Isaiah okay?"

"Yes, I was joking with you before. It's a perfect name for him." Sam handed his husband their daughter.

Bald as billiard ball which resembled Sam's head of hair now. G chuckled. Her skin matched his color better than Isaiah's had. "I wonder what her hair color's going to be."

"That's a complete unknown but I love surprises."

"I can handle this kind of surprise." He brought her to his right breast and settled her down at his nipple. "Maybe we should fire our obstetrician for burning the babies." G chuckled at his own bad joke. He started cooing and singing to her too.

Sam pretended to not hear him. "Okay, this disproves Robert's disclosure beyond a shadow of a doubt."

"I'm thankful for that," he said. "Hannah?"

"I love the name even though it might be awkward for her in school, Hannah Callen-Hanna."

"She could register with my last name only."

"True. We'll worry about that when the time comes."

"Long ways off into the future," G said, grinning wide.

"Any choices for middle names?"

"Would you be hurt if I said Lange?"

"No, and I think she would be honored to know that we named our daughter after her. How about Isaiah?"

"What would you say to Gregory?"

"The name you think goes with your first initial."

"Yes."

"I love them both." Sam leaned over and kissed G on the lips, a light peck. "They sound unique."

"Speaking of Hetty, where is she?" G asked, handing his son back to his husband.

"You tired?"

"Yes."

"Childbirth does that to you." Sam placed their son back in bassinet and walked back over to his husband's side. "Is Hannah still drinking?"

"Just about finished, her eyes are closing." He handed their daughter back to Sam and settled into her bassinet. Sam pulled the chair closer and sat down on it. "Get some more rest. Hetty went down for some coffee."

"I vaguely remember her being there at the wedding."

"Lucky she was because Hetty got a medivac to the wedding site fast."

"I remember the helicopter ride with you and her," G said. "I guess this nixes our wedding night plans."

"Nonsense."

"What?"

"Did you notice how big your bed is?"

G glanced around the larger than normal hospital bed. "You did this?"

"Nope, thank Hetty again."

"I pumped your breasts and Hetty has enough milk to last the weekend."

"Whoa, wait a minute, weekend… Sam we got married…." Three days ago. He had been out of it for too many days.

"Yes, twenty-four hours for you to recover from the surgery in intensive care, and two days for you to recover in your maternity ward room." Sam reached out his hand.

G took it and kissed it. "I want you to make love to me."

"I thought you said you were tired."

"I can never be too tired for you."

"Can you wait until Hetty comes back?"

"No."

"You're a little pushy."

"No, I'm married and want to consummate our marriage." G smiled at his husband.

Sam stood, crossed the room to the door, and locked it. He climbed into the opposite side of the bed and snuggled up to his husband. "What would you say about shacking up in a hotel room?"

"They'll release me?"

"Tonight."

"I can wait that long… I think…."

Sam leaned in and sucked on G's earlobe. "I was hoping you'd agree to my advances."

"You arranged for a room."

"Of course and the other hotel graciously refunded our money considering our circumstances."

"I'll bet they never heard of such odd circumstances."

"You're right," Sam said. "Let me get things arranged with Hetty and I'll return to help you get dressed."

"That'll give me time to rest."

"You'll need it for this weekend."

"I'm looking forward to an all night lovemaking session tonight," G said, leaning in to passionately kiss his husband on the lips.

Sam returned an equally passionate kiss.

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Sam stood outside their house with a twin seat baby stroller. After placing a suitcase on the stoop, he opened the door and pushed the baby stroller into the house, their two new family members fast asleep in it. "One last thing."

"What now?"

"You," he said. "You're the bride."

"No, Sam, wait a minute, you don't need—Sam!" G yelped in surprise when his new husband lifted him into his arms.

"I need to." He stepped forward.

"Don't drop me. I'm fragile."

Sam walked over the threshold with his new bride and set G down by the sofa. "Now I feel as if we completed our marriage vows." He grinned wide.

"Glad you're happy." G eased himself down on the sofa. He was exhausted from their raunchy honeymoon: not one moment to rest with Sam's advances. Yet duty times two called his name.

Sam brought the feeding pillow over to him. "Got everything you need?"

"Everything except you sitting by my side."

"Let me finish putting things away and I'll be right with you." He grabbed their suitcase and pushed the stroller over to the powder blue and brown leather sofa next to his husband. Sam closed and locked the front door.

G took Hannah out of the stroller first, laying her on the sofa next to him. "Gabriel still with Marilyn?"

"Nope, Jada took over for her. She'll bring him over whenever we want." Sam settled their suitcase inside the master bedroom.

He removed Isaiah from the stroller and positioned him on the feeding pillow. "I missed him and he's got a brand new baby sister and brother to meet." He removed his aqua t-shirt. G positioned his daughter at his breast. Breastfeeding twins was second nature now, and he enjoyed the close bonding he experienced with his daughter and son.

Sam settled down next to his husband on the sofa. He leaned over and latched onto a nipple before G had a chance to feed their daughter.

"Sam!"

He released the nipple and chuckled. "I need my daily nourishment."

"I'll provide your daily nourishment later."

"You take all the fun out of my life." He wrapped an arm around G's shoulders. "I guess I can wait. There's nothing like a half naked man with breasts feeding babies, especially our babies. You're the sexiest thing in my world."

"I'll satisfy your urges after we get these two to bed." G smirked. He positioned his teat on his daughter's lips.

"Nope."

"I thought you—"

"I promised you that I would back off so you can rest. Time for the famous massages."

"I'm looking forward to that."

Sam slid off the sofa and sat on the floor at his husband's feet.

"You don't have to do it right now."

"Allow me to keep my promises." He removed each of G's shoes and his socks.

"I'll fall asleep if you start that."

"Good, you've been a wonderful lover for the past ten days, providing me with whatever I could possibly want."

"That good?"

"The best." Sam scooted closer to the sofa and brought G's right foot onto his lap. He took a bottle of coconut oil out of his pants pocket.

"I see you've come prepared."

"Always for you."

G tightened his hold on their two babies and closed his eyes. He started to drift off to sleep after a minute of his husband's expert and relaxing massage. Sam lifted both of their babies into his arms and burped them. "Sam, I could've—"

"I know and I promised you a week's rest filled with frequent massages," he said. "Go get naked and lie down on the bed."

"And you'll pounce on my exhausted body."

"Nope," Sam said. "I'll return in about five minutes."

G opened his eyes and watched his husband leave the room. He brought his legs onto the sofa and drew the fleece blanket over his body. Just a few minutes more for a nap and he would get up and get ready for Sam. He drifted off to sleep in less than 30 seconds. With the sensation of weightlessness, his eyes flew open. G gazed into his husband's eyes.

Sam carried his husband into the bedroom. "It appears you're too tired for that."

"You've worn me out." G winked at him.

"And the new additions to our family helped." He laid down on the cannon ball king-size bed with G tucked in close to his body. "I love you." Sam stroked his husband's face and hair.

G wrapped an arm around his husband's neck and drew his face toward his. He enveloped Sam's mouth, kissing him deep and tender. "And I love you."

The end.