~*~ April 10, AC 201 ~*~
~*~ Peacecraft Manor's "Delivery Room" ~*~
~*~ 6:06 PM ~*~
"Wow, Heero does it always take this long, or is this time just special?" Relena asked
her husband. Heero only grunted. Relena paced up and down the hallway, nervously playing with her hair.
"We have no part in this," Heero said, annoyed, "So why are we waiting in the hallway. I have to inspect the base in the south forest in the morning. I could be getting ready."
"Heero, Zechs and Trey would sit and wait for us, so you should be kind enough to wait for them," Relena scolded him. She cringed as Trey screamed in the other room. Her voiced pain was soon joined by Zechs'.
"Trey! Ah! Loosen up! That's my hand!" Zechs yelled. Relena looked scared. She ran over to Heero and hugged him.
"Will it really hurt that much, Heero-Bear?" Relena wondered out loud. Heero rolled his eyes.
"Ask your brother when he comes out of there, not me," Heero told her in monotone. Relena gave him a look best suited for Quatre's ever confused features.
"But he's not the one giving birth," Relena whined to Heero.
"You really want an accurate description of the pain your sister-in-law is going through?" Heero asked, a smile growing on his face. Relena mis interpreted the smile.
"Yes, Heero, yes," she called out, thinking she was going to live out one of the fantasies she often had.
"Go stick a watermelon up you left nostril." Heero said. Relena frowned and Heero laughed. The screaming in the other room had stopped. Now only one small voice was crying. Zechs opened the door and walked to Heero and Relena. He was rubbing his right hand and wearing a huge grin on his face.
"How's Trey? How's the baby? Is it a boy or a girl? Did you pick out a name? What's it's name? I can't wait to see it!" Relena cried, all in about ten seconds. She hugged her older brother, practically squeezing him to death.
"Trey's doing fine, so is the baby. It's a girl. Yes we have a name, it's Évangalie, Éva for short. You can go see the girls in a moment. Now, I need some ice for my hand." Zechs said calmly, then walked down to the kitchen. Relena followed her brother down stairs. She gave him a confused look as he got his ice out of the large sub-zero freezer.
"Yes, sister? What is your question?" Zechs asked Relena, seeing that she was about to ask him something.
"Do we have any watermelon?" Relena asked, sitting on a counter. Zechs looked at his sister as if she had suddenly grown another head.
"No, why do you ask?" Zechs said. He put the ice in a bag and cringed at the feeling of the cold ice against the throbbing pain in his hand.
"How much did it hurt?" Relena said, ignoring her brother's question.
"What? My hand?" Zechs looked confused.
"No, the birth," Relena said, as if it's the most obvious thing of all the world.
"I really wouldn't know. It seems to me, Trey would better inform you of the matter than I ever could," Zechs told his younger sister.
"Oh... Well then, let's go see your daughter!" Relena said, grabbing Zechs' right hand to lead him upstairs. Zechs pulled his hand back and hissed as pain shot up his arm.
"Relena! Dear sister! Watch what you are doing!" Zechs yelled, picking up his bag of ice and walking sister upstairs.
Zechs slowly opened the door to the makeshift delivery room. Trey was lying in a soft queen sized bed. Zechs quietly entered and sat next to her on the bed.
"How are you feeling, Angel?" Zechs asked her, stroking his wife's soft dark hair.
"I'm doing just fine. I am sorry about you hand, Love. Is it alright?" Trey said softly, then kissed his cheek.
"I will be fine. Right now you and Éva are my only my only concerns." Zechs told her. He kissed her lips passionately.
"Eww! Zechs! That's gross," Relena called out. Zechs' eyes flew open. He glared at his sister for ruining the moment. He had forgotten she was in the room, but she chose the worse way to remind him.
"Relena, are you telling me you've never seen two people kiss before?" Zechs teased his sister.
"I've seen people kiss before. I just don't want to see it right now." Relena pouted.
"And here I was about to kiss you!" Heero called from the hallway.
"No!" Relena yelled, "I want you to kiss me, Heero!"
"Nope. You said you didn't want to see people kiss, and that include us," Heero said, walking away from the door. Relena made a mad face at the door. Zechs and Trey just laughed.
Just then the nurse came out of the adjoining bathroom carrying the baby, wrapped in a soft green blanket. She handed the baby to Trey. Évangalie had her mother's light green eyes, rosy cheeks and pink lips. She had inherited her nose, pale skin and soft light hair from her father, although her she had a hair color all her own. The reddish colors from Trey's hair and platinum blonde of Zechs' hair had mixed to create Évangalie's strawberry-blonde tresses.
Zechs put his arm around Trey and smiled at his new daughter. Évangalie blinked and smiled back. Trey tickled Éva and the newborn giggled.
"Can I see the baby?" Relena asked. She leaned over her brother's broad shoulder and gazed at her niece. Évangalie looked up at this new face, confused. She blinked twice and then started to cry. Zechs couldn't help but smile.
"I don't think my daughter likes you, dear sister," Zechs laughed. Relena pouted.
"There are plenty of other reasons Évangalie might be crying. Perhaps she's hungry, or sleepy, or bored." Relena continued pouting and walked across the room. The moment that Relena was out of Évangalie's eye sight, the baby stopped crying. Zechs gave his sister an "I told you so" smile.
"Actually," Trey said, "I do believe Éva is hungry. It's time for her very first feeding."
Zechs and Relena both knew how newborn babies were fed. The siblings' faces paled and their eyes widened.
"I'd better go help Heero with something," Relena said, practically running from the room scared. Zechs remained at Trey's side, but looked nervous. He began absently playing with Trey's hair.
"Trey, my sweet angel," Zechs said trying to hide his anxiety, "Is it absolutely necessary for me to be here? While you do that?"
"No, Milliardo. I know it makes you terribly nervous. Go run along. Does that verdict suit you, my dearest love?" Trey smiled at him.
"Yes and thank you," Zechs said. He kissed Trey's forehead and got up to leave, "I love you. Both of you, Trey and Évangalie. For all eternity."
Trey smiled at him as he left, then began to feed her child.
~*~ Peacecraft Manor's "Delivery Room" ~*~
~*~ 6:06 PM ~*~
"Wow, Heero does it always take this long, or is this time just special?" Relena asked
her husband. Heero only grunted. Relena paced up and down the hallway, nervously playing with her hair.
"We have no part in this," Heero said, annoyed, "So why are we waiting in the hallway. I have to inspect the base in the south forest in the morning. I could be getting ready."
"Heero, Zechs and Trey would sit and wait for us, so you should be kind enough to wait for them," Relena scolded him. She cringed as Trey screamed in the other room. Her voiced pain was soon joined by Zechs'.
"Trey! Ah! Loosen up! That's my hand!" Zechs yelled. Relena looked scared. She ran over to Heero and hugged him.
"Will it really hurt that much, Heero-Bear?" Relena wondered out loud. Heero rolled his eyes.
"Ask your brother when he comes out of there, not me," Heero told her in monotone. Relena gave him a look best suited for Quatre's ever confused features.
"But he's not the one giving birth," Relena whined to Heero.
"You really want an accurate description of the pain your sister-in-law is going through?" Heero asked, a smile growing on his face. Relena mis interpreted the smile.
"Yes, Heero, yes," she called out, thinking she was going to live out one of the fantasies she often had.
"Go stick a watermelon up you left nostril." Heero said. Relena frowned and Heero laughed. The screaming in the other room had stopped. Now only one small voice was crying. Zechs opened the door and walked to Heero and Relena. He was rubbing his right hand and wearing a huge grin on his face.
"How's Trey? How's the baby? Is it a boy or a girl? Did you pick out a name? What's it's name? I can't wait to see it!" Relena cried, all in about ten seconds. She hugged her older brother, practically squeezing him to death.
"Trey's doing fine, so is the baby. It's a girl. Yes we have a name, it's Évangalie, Éva for short. You can go see the girls in a moment. Now, I need some ice for my hand." Zechs said calmly, then walked down to the kitchen. Relena followed her brother down stairs. She gave him a confused look as he got his ice out of the large sub-zero freezer.
"Yes, sister? What is your question?" Zechs asked Relena, seeing that she was about to ask him something.
"Do we have any watermelon?" Relena asked, sitting on a counter. Zechs looked at his sister as if she had suddenly grown another head.
"No, why do you ask?" Zechs said. He put the ice in a bag and cringed at the feeling of the cold ice against the throbbing pain in his hand.
"How much did it hurt?" Relena said, ignoring her brother's question.
"What? My hand?" Zechs looked confused.
"No, the birth," Relena said, as if it's the most obvious thing of all the world.
"I really wouldn't know. It seems to me, Trey would better inform you of the matter than I ever could," Zechs told his younger sister.
"Oh... Well then, let's go see your daughter!" Relena said, grabbing Zechs' right hand to lead him upstairs. Zechs pulled his hand back and hissed as pain shot up his arm.
"Relena! Dear sister! Watch what you are doing!" Zechs yelled, picking up his bag of ice and walking sister upstairs.
Zechs slowly opened the door to the makeshift delivery room. Trey was lying in a soft queen sized bed. Zechs quietly entered and sat next to her on the bed.
"How are you feeling, Angel?" Zechs asked her, stroking his wife's soft dark hair.
"I'm doing just fine. I am sorry about you hand, Love. Is it alright?" Trey said softly, then kissed his cheek.
"I will be fine. Right now you and Éva are my only my only concerns." Zechs told her. He kissed her lips passionately.
"Eww! Zechs! That's gross," Relena called out. Zechs' eyes flew open. He glared at his sister for ruining the moment. He had forgotten she was in the room, but she chose the worse way to remind him.
"Relena, are you telling me you've never seen two people kiss before?" Zechs teased his sister.
"I've seen people kiss before. I just don't want to see it right now." Relena pouted.
"And here I was about to kiss you!" Heero called from the hallway.
"No!" Relena yelled, "I want you to kiss me, Heero!"
"Nope. You said you didn't want to see people kiss, and that include us," Heero said, walking away from the door. Relena made a mad face at the door. Zechs and Trey just laughed.
Just then the nurse came out of the adjoining bathroom carrying the baby, wrapped in a soft green blanket. She handed the baby to Trey. Évangalie had her mother's light green eyes, rosy cheeks and pink lips. She had inherited her nose, pale skin and soft light hair from her father, although her she had a hair color all her own. The reddish colors from Trey's hair and platinum blonde of Zechs' hair had mixed to create Évangalie's strawberry-blonde tresses.
Zechs put his arm around Trey and smiled at his new daughter. Évangalie blinked and smiled back. Trey tickled Éva and the newborn giggled.
"Can I see the baby?" Relena asked. She leaned over her brother's broad shoulder and gazed at her niece. Évangalie looked up at this new face, confused. She blinked twice and then started to cry. Zechs couldn't help but smile.
"I don't think my daughter likes you, dear sister," Zechs laughed. Relena pouted.
"There are plenty of other reasons Évangalie might be crying. Perhaps she's hungry, or sleepy, or bored." Relena continued pouting and walked across the room. The moment that Relena was out of Évangalie's eye sight, the baby stopped crying. Zechs gave his sister an "I told you so" smile.
"Actually," Trey said, "I do believe Éva is hungry. It's time for her very first feeding."
Zechs and Relena both knew how newborn babies were fed. The siblings' faces paled and their eyes widened.
"I'd better go help Heero with something," Relena said, practically running from the room scared. Zechs remained at Trey's side, but looked nervous. He began absently playing with Trey's hair.
"Trey, my sweet angel," Zechs said trying to hide his anxiety, "Is it absolutely necessary for me to be here? While you do that?"
"No, Milliardo. I know it makes you terribly nervous. Go run along. Does that verdict suit you, my dearest love?" Trey smiled at him.
"Yes and thank you," Zechs said. He kissed Trey's forehead and got up to leave, "I love you. Both of you, Trey and Évangalie. For all eternity."
Trey smiled at him as he left, then began to feed her child.
