Disclaimer: Don't own Ben 10. Never going to, sadly... :(

A/N: I FEEL SO BAD! So sorry Brooke...ugh. I forgot that her birthday's on the sixth and she's upset because not a lot of peoplremembered...including me. SO I have a surprise for her coming up...any Bevin fans in the house that can help me out? Ha ha :p She may be reading this right now, when I think about it...so Brooke if you're reading this, I gotta a surprise for youuuu :) But this isn't the surprise. Later on Brooke. I promise xD So, "Countdown" made me cry :P It was really touching, especially at the end :) I asked Dwayne if there were any kids that were resulted from two different half-breeds, but he didn't answer yet...hopefully he does :) This is a sequel to chapter 24, Family.

Big Damn Table

29. Birth

I remember every detail of the moment when Kevin was born. His birth was something that I never thought could be so beautiful, so exciting. I know that Olivia wasn't having the best time, giving birth to a seven pound baby, but afterwords, nothing could possibly describe her face without making an understatement. The only description that I could come up with is that she looked so serene. Her long black hair flowing past her shoulders, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead and a small, tired look in her eyes, all glowing with so much serenity. When the nurse gave us our child and Olivia was given the clothed bundle of joy, she began to cry.

A birth happened every day, so people may not be surprised, passing off a small little, "Oh, congratulations with your child." But me being not like most other people, I react differently.

A life is always something special. Something that exists in this universe, alive and able to feel everything in its surroundings. Able to touch, feel, taste, hear and smell what is in its surroundings. Sense emotions that were as pure and sweet as love and happiness. I never want for Kevin to feel sad or angry, but it just proves that this child is very much alive.

Dear Kevin. Understand me. Your birth was something so surreal and unimagainable. I don't know if you'll be able to listen to me, or I may not be around, but...when you're going to have a child, I hope that you feel the same way that I did when you were born. Something so innocent and serene, being there to experience a life that you have created with someone that you love...it's a beautiful thing.


Kevin's POV

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God..." Gwen chanted, squeezing my hand tight. I could feel my knuckles being pressured with so much force they could be crushed into dust. I didn't pay very much attention to it though. All I could pay attention to was Gwen screaming out some creative swearwords of her own as the nurses and the doctor prepared for the birth. I could feel my body starting to become clammy, my eyes shifting everywhere.

"Dear Lord, Christ and all the angels, sweet Mary and Joesph, Jesus-" Gwen cut off with a sharp gasp of pain, glaring at me. "Hey. Want to give birth to our kids?"

I gave a nervous chuckle. "I think that you have it all under control babe. Don't worry." Please have it under control, please have it under control, oh please, oh please, oh please...

"Alright now," the nurse murmured underneath the surgical mask, her eyes softening a little. "Now Gwen, sweetie, we need you relax your muscles. Too much tension could make this more painful and difficult."

"There are two babies that I'm giving birth to," Gwen hissed as an assistant gave her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. I followed suit, kissing Gwen on the cheek.

"Gwen, listen to the nurse. She knows what she's doing. We may not all know how much pain you're feeling, but we know that we need to have these babies out as fast as you can manage. They want to see their Ma."

She gazed up at me, pain still in her eyes, but having a look of pure innocence in her eyes, something that completely took my breath away. She smiled. "You think so?"

"Yeah." I gave her another squeeze and laid her back. The nurse gave the instruction for her to push and Gwen's hand squeezed mine even harder. My pinkie finger's middle sent a shock of pain all over my body and I winced. She was more in pain than I was. I got over the broken finger as I watched the first baby being born. All I kept hearing was "Push sweetie, c'mon. Good girl. Keep it up. One more...one, two, three...and relax." After a few minutes, my heart was about to explode out of my chest.

"It hurts so much Kevin," she whimpered, her eyes tightly shut.

It wrenched at my heart suddenly, tugging at the strings. I wanted to end that pain, but I knew that the children we were waiting for were pretty impatient to come out too. "Come on babe. You can do this. I know you can. You're a strong woman." She nodded, pushing and pushing and pushing until...

Pop!

Out comes the first baby. The doctors quickly clean the baby up, cut the umbilical cord, putting the baby on the scale. The baby begins to cry, surroundings different from the surroundings it used to be in. Gwen cries with our child, smiling and laughing. I felt my eyes burn.

My baby. My child. My life.

Before I could let a single tear escape, the doctors immediately prepped up for the next one. Gwen went through the same pain, though this went by a lot faster than before. It was amazing, how much Gwen put into it, seeing that she had done it before, and then she can do it again. When the last baby came out, the connection of its cord snipped, Gwen cried out.

"Gwen, what's wrong?"

"They're...they're gone. They're not attached to me anymore..." she murmured. She clinged onto my shirt, hysterical tears drenching her cheeks. "The connection's gone...and...I..." Her eyes fluttered, shoulders slumping. "Kevin...I'm so sleepy..." She yawned.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Go on. Go to sleep. You deserve some rest."

"Sure, sure..." Then she fell to sleep in my arms, our babies being examined and tested. I gazed at them, trying to see the forms of their bodies. They had tiny hands, fingers, feet and toes. I could've sworn that one of them waved at me. I smiled, leaning on Gwen's head.

I would met my babies soon. But now that my children were finally born, there with me and safe and secure, I knew that we had to soon figure out the futures of all four of our lives.


A/N: SO YEAH. :D Ha ha, well, didn't know how to end it. Kinda late :p I feel like taking a serious nap right about now. *yawn* Well, Big Damn Table is gonna be a little held back because I'm working on a little somethin, somethin different. It should be interesting...REVIEW PLEASE!