D/C: Sorry not mine. Aaliyah, Coby, Brynn, and "Trouble Trio" (Kelitria, Vegetto ~yes that Vegetto is mine~ and Piper)



Ch.12: Aaliyah welcomes her own in the word



**Four weeks after the wedding**

It was later in the day and Aaliyah's due date was drawing nearer. Trunks and Pan did

their best to keep an eye on her. But they couldn't once she went back to America.

"So do you know where you're going?" Trunks asked.

"I'm going to stay with my sister Ivy," Aaliyah answered closing up her suitcase. "She

lives out there in Mississippi."

"Pan's going to miss the kids." Trunks told her.

"I know but you've got three of your own on the way." She said simply. "Excuse me I've

got to go to the bathroom." She left. Not five minutes after she went in the bathroom

Trunks heard Aaliyah calling him. He ran to the bathroom. The door was open and

Aaliyah was sitting on the floor. There on the floor was a puddle of what looked like

water.

"What's wrong?" Trunks asked.

"My water just broke."

"What?!"

"You heard me." Aaliyah growled. "We gotta get to the hospital."

"Okay." Trunks walked over and help Aaliyah off the floor.

**At the hospital**

Trunks sat in the waiting room on his cell phone. He had been trying to call Pan but each

attempt had failed. The last time he had checked Aaliyah was 4 centimeters dilated and

was in intense labor. Finally on the tenth attempt to call Pan she picked up.

"Pan Briefs' phone."

"Pan hey I'm at the hospital."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"It's Aaliyah. Her water broke at the apartment. She's having the baby."

"We're on our way." Pan said hanging up. Trunks hit the end button on his phone just as

the doctor came in.

"Are you the one that brought in Aaliyah Cope?" The doctor asked.

"Yes sir." Trunks paused. "How is she?"

"She's delivered a son but I'm afraid that she is going to need a cesarean to get the

second baby."

"What?" Trunks said dumbfounded. "I thought she was having one baby."

"Well so did she. But are you in any way related to Ms. Cope?"

"I'm the baby's godfather."

"Can you come with me?"

"I'm waiting for my wife."

"Okay that's fine." And with that the doctor left. Trunks sat down in one of the chairs. He

began to think about how he and Pan would be back there in just a matter of months

having their own children but for now Aaliyah was important. She was three weeks early.

Then suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw his sister holding a tiny bundle on top of her large belly.

"This is baby Cope." She whispered. Trunks stood up and took the baby in his arms. "It's

a boy."

"Malik Devon Cope." He mumbled touching the baby's nose lightly.

"What?"

"The baby's name: Malik Devon Cope. That's what Aaliyah had picked out."

"Okay." Bra said. Pan appeared in the doorway with Coby and Brynn.

"Is that my baby sister?" Brynn asked.

"No, this is your baby brother." Trunks answered.

"How's Aaliyah?" Pan asked rubbing her belly.

"She's in surgery." Bra answered.

"Why?" Pan asked. "What happened?"

"Well there was a complication with the second baby and the fact little Malik here wore

Aaliyah out. Well she needed an emergency C-section."

"Is she going to be okay?" Coby asked worriedly.

"She'll be fine. Now I need to take Malik here to the nursery." Bra said taking the baby

and leaving.

**5 hours later ~Pan and Trunks~**

Pan and Trunks stood in front of the nursery window looking in at Aaliyah's new son and

daughter. Little Malik was nestled quietly in his little blue blanket sleeping. Sage Kristan

had to be put on a breathing machine and a heart monitor. It was a miracle that she was

even alive because her umbilical cord had wrapped around her neck five times.

"They are so beautiful," Trunks whispered in Pan's ear. "I wonder what our three are

going to end up like."

"Well we know who Kelitria is going to take after." Pan whispered back. "I'm scared

though."

"Of what Panny?"

"Well, what if our babies are early or if one of them ends up like Sage." Trunks smiled

and wrapped his arms around his young wife and laid his hand over her stomach.

"We can't worry about that," he whispered, "because all three of our babies are going to

be perfect."

"Are you sure?" Pan asked. Trunks came around in front of Pan and kissed her softly.

"Positive."