AN: I know, I'm evil for leaving off like that, but I just had to do it!!!!! It's just so much fun!!!!! (inserts maniacal laugh here) Well, here we go…
SAVE THE LAST DANCEChapter 13
"Uncle Danny, Aunt Lee, Aunt Vicky, Uncle Gabe, Uncle Jake, meet the twins." Michelle touched her little sister's head gently. "This one's name is Emma Noel." She let her brother clutch her pinky finger in his diminutive fist. "And this one is Christian James, after his daddy and his grandpa."
As her friends crowded round, Sara proudly displayed her newest accomplishment, glowing with that special light that only a new mother could have. The new parents knew now why the Witchblade had glowed so often during the course of Sara's pregnancy; one of the twins was a female, which gave her the ability to connect with the Witchblade, however unknowingly. Sara reached around her daughter to her right wrist, pulling off the silver and red bracelet that had temporarily resided there for safekeeping while Sara was giving birth. Emma yawned, her rosebud mouth stretching wide open, and her tiny, pert nose and smooth forehead wrinkling. Everyone "oohed" and "aahed" over this adorable movement, and loved it even more when Christian added his two cents worth, and sneezed with a tiny "choo!" and proceeded to coo his way deeper into his audience's hearts. They both kicked their tiny feet and waved their tiny fists. Michelle looked on in amusement.
"Mama? Did people act like this when I was a baby?"
"Yes."
"And did I try to do…that?" She pointed at Emma, who was currently working on shoving her entire fist into her mouth.
"All the time."
"Oh."
"I thought it was adorable. Everyone did."
"You did?"
"Yep."
"They're cute, too."
"Well, yeah! Look who their daddy is!"
"You're beautiful, too, Mama."
"I must say I agree with you. Your mama is very beautiful." Ian touched his lips to Sara's in gentle, chaste kisses again and again.
"You only—say that—'cause you—love me." He kept interrupting her with his 'doctoring'.
"Of course," he said between kisses. "Why else would I say it?"
"Oh, you!!!!!"
"OW!!!!!"
"I told you not to make her mad, Daddy." Michelle cradled her little brother, whom she'd rescued from her mother, freeing up an arm for Sara to smack Ian with. "I told you."
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