A/N: Well here we are! The journey has finally come to this moment, the birth of the twins. All secrets will be divulged and this is the last story chapter. I will be writing an epilogue but that will be it. I just want to take a moment to thank you all for your continued support and motivation. Without you guys, this story would have landed in the dust like so many of my other projects. It's you guys the readers that have kept me devoted to writing this fic and I will be sad to see it end but also joyful as it is the longest completed story I will have ever written. Thank you from the bottom of my heart and with that said, enjoy the chapter you all have been waiting so patiently for.

December twenty-fifth. It was six-thirty in the morning on December the twenty-fifth. Christmas morning. In half an hour's time, Kurt would be in the operating room with Blaine by his side and they would meet their two little girls for the first time. Neither man could ask for a more perfect Christmas present. Honestly, who could be more excited than to welcome their children into the world on Christmas? Some people might have had subtleties about the idea. This meant that they wouldn't have to buy gifts for two different days of course but that didn't bother them. But Kurt had already decided that he was going to make it a strict rule that just because the girls were born on Christmas, that did not mean that all their birthday gifts – not the Christmas ones – had to be Christmas themed. That would get old and Kurt didn't like that idea. It was the only thing that kind of bothered him about the whole situation.

As had been planned, Kurt and Blaine had arrived the night before. Kurt had brought a pillow from his bed, not looking forward to trying to get comfortable on the hospital bed for the night. After a discussion with Dr. Elling as he settled in and she set him up with the monitors, Kurt was a bit irritated when he learned that he would not be able to fly out to New York the moment he and the twins were released from the hospital. Apparently, newborns had to be about three weeks old at least before they could be taken on an airplane. Finn had been right about that. Why had Kurt doubted his stepbrother? After all, Finn was already a parent. He would know that kind of thing. But Kurt did not like the fact that it meant he would have to mooch off his parents for about a month longer. That thought made him cringe just a bit.

Now, sitting in his hospital bed with the monitors still ticking away, though there was rushing around to prepare him for surgery, Kurt wore a bit of as scowl on his face. He was not in the best of moods. It was Christmas, he was starving but hadn't been allowed food and wouldn't be until after he'd had the operation, there was an ugly surgical hat on his head and Kurt thought it did nothing for his style, and to top it all off, he'd had a needle shoved in his back, preparatory to numb his lower body for the operation. This was a nightmare. Kurt decided that he didn't care if he ever got pregnant again, as excited as he was for the arrival of the twins. So no, he was not in the best of moods. The only thing that was keeping him going at this point was that it was finally going to all be over.

The minutes seemed to tick by as he waited for the people to come in and wheel him to the operating room. Blaine was already dressed in scrubs. He was holding Kurt's hand tightly. Both of them were nervous as hell. On the one hand, they couldn't believe the moment had finally arrived when they would meet their little girls. On the other, they were worried they hadn't had enough time to prepare for this. Would they be good fathers? Kurt knew he had everything his own father had taught him to go on. He was going to teach his little girls how to accept everyone, no matter who they were or what their sexuality was. And another important thing, he was going to teach them that just because they had two daddies, it didn't mean that they were any different than the other children. It just made them more special. It really kind of sucked that Kurt hated Rachel's guts right than because she would have been a big influence on his daughters, having grown up the same way they were going to but he'd rather not have that kind of attitude around his little girls.

"Okay Kurt!" said Dr. Elling as she entered the room what seemed like an eternity later. Kurt cringed. Her voice seemed a little loud for him and he hadn't really slept very well that one night. Now he had to go for surgery and he wasn't going to lie, he was damn scared. He and Blaine still hadn't confirmed baby A's name yet and he was worried that they wouldn't be able to give her one. "It's your big moment," she went on, smiling at him. Kurt looked at Blaine who gave his hand a squeeze. "Blaine," Dr. Elling continued, turning to look at the younger man as a few nurses started to move Kurt's bed out of the room. "I'm going to have you wait out in the hallway and we'll call you in when we're ready for you." For a moment Blaine wondered if that meant that he would not get to be in the operating room when the babies were delivered. He looked worried. "Don't worry. Standard procedure. We only need you to wait in the hall while we get Kurt all set for surgery." Relief filled Blaine's face.

The walk along side the nurse's and Kurt's bed to the operating room seemed to be one of the longest Blaine had ever taken in his life. He took a seat in the chairs just outside in the hall after giving Kurt's hand a squeeze and kissing him lightly on the lips. He had never seen his husband look so scared in his life before. But Kurt was strong. He would be able to handle this. He was a champ. He was going to ace this operation. Blaine found that he couldn't sit still and stood up to start pacing just moments after his husband and the doctors and nurses had disappeared through the double doors. This was a routine operation. Doctors did plenty of them everyday so why was he so nervous? Maybe it was the prospect that in a matter of minutes, he was going to be a father.

He wondered if he ought to traipse out to the waiting room for a minute because he knew that their family and friends were already gathering out there, waiting to hear about the little bundles of joy. He kind of felt bad that they all had to spend Christmas in the hospital but none of them cared. At least it was for a happy reason. They were finally going to meet the two little girls that had given Kurt such a complicated nine months. Blaine wasn't going to lie. He was pretty sure that everyone was damn tired of the way Kurt had been acting due to hormones. He knew that Kurt was damn tired of it. Kurt was ready to just be Kurt again. No more overly bitchy attitude, though Kurt was very bitchy without being pregnant but that was beside the point.

But he decided it was probably best not to venture out there. He didn't know how long it would be before they were ready for him in the operating room. Sighing, he sat down in the chairs again, running his hands over his face. "Mr. Hummel-Anderson?" said a voice and he looked up. A nurse was poking her head out of the operating room, smiling at him. "We're all ready for you now," she said. Blaine felt his stomach twist in knots as he stood up and followed her into the room.

Kurt was lying on the operating table, his head resting comfortably on a pillow they'd tucked beneath it. A sheet thing had been set up hanging over Kurt, probably so that Kurt wouldn't have to see what the doctors were doing to him down below. Blaine thought that was a good idea. Even though it was probably standard procedure, he was quite sure that Kurt would have a bitch of a field day going off if he could actually see the medical team cutting into his perfect figure. Well, what would be his perfect figure once the babies were out and he worked off all the baby fat from the pregnancy. The nurse patted a stool that was standing right by Kurt's head and Blaine sat down on it, taking Kurt's hand. Kurt turned his head to look at him. Blaine leaned down and kissed him gently.

"Hey," he whispered with a smile. Kurt smiled back at him. "You okay?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded his head. He gripped hold of Blaine's hand tighter. Blaine kissed him again, trying to keep the smile on his face. "Don't worry baby. In a few minutes, the girls will be here. In a few minutes, we'll be daddies." It was saying it aloud that made the whole notion all the more real for Blaine. Kurt was smiling up at him. He let out a soft giggle at the wide-eyed look of realization on his husband's face. It was as though he hadn't registered the idea of being a father until the moment just before it was about to happen.

Kurt let out a little sound of 'oh' which Blaine thought was probably the pressure from the doctors working on him. "Okay Kurt," Dr. Elling said through her facemask. "We're making the first incision now." Blaine was suddenly caught by curiosity. He wanted to look up over the sheet and actually see what the doctors were doing but than, he was afraid. What the heck would it look like with an opening in his husband's stomach? Yeah, he wasn't really all that sure he wanted to see that. Kurt seemed to be all right. The numbing had probably taken effect. All he should feel from the operation would be the pressure of the cuts and moving hands. Out of the corner of his eyes, Blaine could just see the nurses and doctors swapping medical tools. He saw a nurse hand a pair of surgical scissors to Dr. Elling.

There was a few moments of silence broken on by the doctor telling them the various steps of the process and then she said something that had Blaine's nerves skyrocket, and judging by the squeeze Kurt gave his hand, his too. "Okay, I'm breaking the water bag for baby A right now," Dr. Elling said. Tension seemed to fill the room. Baby A. The one who had all that trouble! "I'm telling you now, through the amniotic sac she looks good. Very pink and healthy looking," she said. Blaine let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. That was good news right? Baby A looked healthy looking even through the amniotic sac? There was a short little popping noise as the bag broke and Kurt turned his head to glance at Blaine. "Here she comes!" Dr. Elling announced.

In the next second the room was fully of a baby's healthy cries as baby A was pulled from her snug little waterbed and Dr. Elling lifted her up so Kurt could see her over the sheet. Blaine was looking on in awe. That was his daughter. That was his baby girl. Blaine could hardly believe his eyes as he looked at the crying baby who a moment later was handed off to a team of nurses who went to work on her. Blaine could only hoped that everything for her would be okay. He growth in Kurt's stomach was completely scared but she had grown a good bit since they had been on the treatments. Blaine felt a tear sliding down his cheek and he looked down at Kurt who was crying too. The two men kissed lovingly.

"One down, one to go!" Dr. Elling joked with a short laugh. It was only when she spoke that Blaine remembered there was still Elizabeth to deliver. "Time of birth for baby A is seven-fourteen AM," she commented as she went back to work on Kurt's stomach, searching carefully for the other amniotic sac surrounding the placenta. Baby A continued to cry as the nurses and doctors worked on cleaning her up and checking that she was vital and healthy and getting her stabilized. Blaine took the continued crying as a good sign. He was holding out hope for the smaller of his daughters. But now he had to concentrate on making sure that Elizabeth was okay.

Silence broke into the room again, broken only by the pop of the second water bag breaking. Blaine felt concern fill him as he realized this time Dr. Elling was not saying anything. After all that, could something actually be wrong with the twin who had been healthy all along? Blaine hated the thought that something might be wrong with Elizabeth. One glance at Kurt told him his husband was thinking the same thing. Blaine clung to his hand holding it tightly, wondering what had the doctors so silent. The only sound now was the settling cries of baby A, who still had yet to receive a name. Blaine knew something had to be wrong. Looking up he could just barely see the concern in Dr. Elling's eyes. Yep, something was wrong. What could possibly be wrong?

Mutters passed between Dr. Elling and a nurse and Blaine saw the nurse nod quickly and hurry out of the room. Her eyes finally fell on Blaine and she saw how worried he was. Blaine could see the corners of her mask rumple up as though she was trying to smile reassuringly at him. "I don't want you to freak out but baby B is a little, which means she's being deprived of oxygen." Blaine swallowed hard and looked down at Kurt whose face had gone even paler than it was normal. As Dr. Elling pulled Elizabeth out of Kurt's stomach, silence met their ears. She was not crying, but her eyes were open. Blaine could just make that out as he stood to look at his daughter. "There's are issue, we've got a cord around the neck here!" Dr. Elling shouted. She was working hastily to unwrap Elizabeth's umbilical cord from around her neck, which appeared to be restricting her air supply. Blaine watched in horror as it was discovered that the cord was wrapped not once, not twice, but three times around the baby's neck.

The moment the baby's cord was freed from her neck, she was handed over to an awaiting nurse who hustled over to another team that started working on pushing air into the little girl's lungs. Kurt and Blaine both looked toward where their daughter had been hurried over to, both with bated breath. Several agonizing seconds passed before finally a new cry broke the silence and everyone sighed in relief. Elizabeth would be fine. She would be okay now. Dr. Elling went to work finishing up the operation, removing the placenta and stitching Kurt back up. All Blaine could do was lean over and give Kurt a shower of kisses. "You did baby, you did it!" he said softly, kissing his husband over and over again. Kurt giggled.

"No honey, we did it," he replied, smiling up at his husband. His eyes wandered over to where the one team was working on baby Elizabeth and he sighed, feeling the tension and fear ease out of his being. The other team, working on baby A had cleaned her off and taken her vitals, put a little hat on her head, and wrapped her up. One of them now carried her over to the other side of Kurt's head so that he could see her. "Hi sweetie," Kurt whispered to the little girl who was blinking her eyes. Kurt couldn't tear his eyes from the cute little girl that had just been brought into the world. A lone dark curl poked its way out of the cap. "She has your hair Blaine," Kurt giggled, gently kissing her on the cheek. "She's here and she's perfect. She made it. She's our little Christmas miracle Blaine," Kurt whispered, looking over at his husband. It was at that moment, they both met with the same realization. They finally had a name for their other daughter.

It was still quite a few moments before Blaine was able to leave the operating room, letting the doctors and nurses finish up with Kurt and the babies and get them all situated. He proudly made his wait out to the waiting room. As soon as he did a mass of people sprang up and ran over to him. Blaine was grinning broadly and he laughed as they all started talking at once, wanting to know if Kurt and girls were okay. "Relax," he said with a laugh. "They're fine, they're all fine." Sighs of relief broke the crowd and Blaine couldn't help but to chuckle again.

"So," Mercedes said. "What are their names?" Blaine couldn't help but to smile very widely. He knew that they were probably already aware of Elizabeth. Kurt and him had been dead set on that one since Blaine had first brought it up. But he figured that he could make them grovel just a little longer. He merely winked at Mercedes and turned to head back to Kurt's room where he knew his husband would hopefully be waiting for him. "Hey white boy where do you think you're going?" Mercedes called after him. Blaine's only response was to laugh again and he knew she wanted to run after him but he also knew that she couldn't do that. They wouldn't be able to go back until they were given the okay.

And that was why some time later the whole lot of them were cramming themselves into Kurt's hospital room. Kurt was sitting up in the bed, one of the twins in his arms and he was feeding her a bottle. Blaine was holding the other twin. She was fast asleep in his arms. Kurt looked up at his friends and family and smiled around at them all. "Hi guys!" he said. No one had heard him sound that cheerful in weeks. "Merry Christmas!" he added. His eyes fell back to the little person in his arms who was looking up at him with big eyes and he knew than that his daughter had his eyes, even if babies didn't usually spout their color right away but he could just feel it. She was sucking away at the body, hungry little girl that she was. "Blaine and I want to introduce you to two little special people who entered our lives this morning," he said, looking up again.

At that moment, Blaine stood, looking down at the sleeping baby in his arms, the one that had given them both such a fright back in the operating room. "This is Elizabeth Isabella Hummel-Anderson," he said proudly. The others carefully surrounded him, looking down at the little girl. They were awing at how adorable she was and Kurt couldn't help but smile at them, waiting patiently for them to remember that there was still another child. Kurt was holding baby A, who now had a name, the perfect name and since she was still on the small side with weight, being just under four pounds, her feeding schedule would be a little more intense than her sister's.

It was a few minutes of awing over Elizabeth who all the while, slept in her daddy's arms before they seemed to turn their attention back to Kurt and the little girl who was still sucking on the bottle. Kurt was shaking his head at his other daughter. She was going to be a handful. He could already tell. Elizabeth seemed to have no problem sleeping through everything but this one this one would be more active than Elizabeth. She hadn't once fallen asleep since the moment she'd be delivered into the world. Kurt was preparing himself for what life would bring with the two little girls. It took him a moment to realize that all eyes were now on him. He was too busy getting mesmerized by his tiny daughter in his arms. He couldn't believe he was finally a father. He'd been waiting so long for this moment.

"Hi guys," Kurt said, stalling for time. He didn't care that he'd already said hi to the others. Mercedes folded her arms across her chest and gave him a long look with her eyebrow raised. Clearly, she was done with playing the waiting game. Kurt just smiled widely at her and giggled. Good old Kurt. He was already starting to return to the Kurt they remembered from nine months ago. Though part of his happiness may have been due to the fact that he had finally been allowed to eat something. His appetite had completely reverted though. He didn't eat all that much when he was allowed food, but the first word out of his mouth had been shrimp when he'd been asked. Kurt realized that his thoughts were drifting overtime when Mercedes urged him to go on. "Oh, right. Well, he said, it took us right up until we saw her after she was born to finally come up a name for our little fighter. She's our Christmas miracle so without further ado, I'd like to introduce you to Miracle Noelle Hummel-Anderson." And as they all gathered round to awe over the other baby, Kurt knew that the name was perfect.

A/N: Readers we have a baby birth! Oh my gosh, it was so hard to keep the secrets that I was holding in. I love telling people! I've had so much fun writing this story and the sequel will definitely be underway soon but thank you all for coming on this journey with me and thanks for all your support. I couldn't have done it without you guys. The epilogue will be coming shortly, perhaps just later today. It's not going to be anything special. Anyway, reviews still make me smile so leave me a review and let me know what you thought! Thanks again everyone! Love you!