Okay first off I'd like to congratulate me on my multitasking, and yes to answer your next question; I am, in fact severely vain. Next I would like to issue a warning. A SEVER WARNING! DO NOT READ THE NEXT CHAPTER IF YOU DON'T LIKE SAD STUFF! IT IS SAD, SAD, SAD! For those of you who don't care about the warning, enjoy the chapter (I mean the best you can with all the sadness involved and all).

Chapter 3
 Two Births and a Death

"We can't all go look you know," John was arguing with Shayera once again, "One of us has to stay and watch over Johnny."

"And the logical choice would be the one who just gave birth to him, but you don't see me lying in bed!" Shay was almost screaming back as she pulled on her blue jean pants.

"Newborn babies have to be watched, especially half species!" he argued back.

"All newborn babies do is sleep until they want to be fed, right now I've got to go find our OTHER children, yes John our other children. Who right now feel unloved because you haven't spoken to them in over four hours!" She said angrily turning away from John and putting on a new shirt.

"Well who is going to watch Johnny then? We can't leave him that's child neglect."

"Well put him in his bassinet and leave him with Diana, she'll sleep, he'll sleep, the new demon child will sleep and all will be well," she hissed.

He looked at her and sighed, her eyes met his and she mimicked his sigh, "Listen John," her face became concerned and she spoke calmly, "All newborn babies do is sleep, we won't even be gone that long, and I'm really worried about the girls."

He looked at her caring face, then that of his sleeping sons and agreed, "Okay but we have to make it fast."

They left Johnny with Diana, who didn't care, she just wanted to get back to sleep. But unlike Amazons, Thanagarians have very painless births and although it's tiring, they are very resilient.

John and Shay began checking the various rooms of the Watchtower, until they came upon Wally leaning against a wall outside of another room in the sick bay.

"Linda still in labor?" Shay asked Wally whose eyes looked tired.

"Yeah, almost six hours, I'm beginning to think that something's wrong, I just can out for a little air, Linda said I could and, aren't you supposed to be in bed?" he replied.

"Yeah, but the girls are missing, probably rebelling against the new baby, besides I feel fine," Shay replied.

"I guess it gets easier every time," Wally shrugged, "What about the baby?"

"It's a boy," John said excitedly, "We named him John after me. He's already a spitting image of me,"

"Minus the wings," Wally reminded.

"Oh he doesn't have wings, Shay and I have no idea why, maybe the guys just don't get them or something." He looked around for her, "where'd she go?"

"Oh she left awhile ago while you were talking," he said opening up the door, "Good luck on your search."

"Wally your children are here," J'onn's voice told the anxious father to be, still in monotone.

Wally had never been this happy. He had the most beautiful girlfriend he'd ever seen, and now two children, two gorgeous children.

J'onn handed the human infants to Wally who held on in each arm. A boy and a girl, on the first shot. Screw Clark, he was the luckiest man alive.

He sat down in a chair next to Linda to show her their children. She didn't look to good, but nine hours of labor and twins will do that to you.

"What were the names we decided on?" he asked her, although no one needed to tell him. He'd only thought of them every minute of every hour of everyday for the past nine months.

"Desmond," she said stroking her son's head. "And Rylee," she added copying the movement with her daughter.

"You know Linda you don't look so good," he cocked his head and looked at her. Her blue eyes were faded and beaten. Her naturally glowing skin looked pale.

"I'm just recovering," she said weakly.

"Yeah, well I'm going to get J'onn just incase," he said concerned.

Moments later J'onn entered the room with an uneasy Wally still holding his twins. J'onn did a quick scan when his alien eyes opened quickly and largely.

"She needs surgery now," his voice was nervous, "Linda has sever internal bleeding I have to start quickly."

"What!" Wally asked alarmed, "Are you sure, I mean couldn't it be like post-pregnancy sickness?"

"Wally please you have to leave so I can start," the alien urged.

"Okay just give me a second," he walked over to Linda who placed a kiss atop each of her children's heads. Then Wally bent down and gave her a kiss, "I'll see you in a bit, I promise," he said holding onto her hand, she replied by nodding her head and smiling weakly.

He walked outside and into the lounge area. So many thoughts were swarming through his head. He was so worried about Linda that he almost forgot about the gift, he'd just received. He looked down at his children both looking back up at him aimlessly. All he could manage to utter was, "So nice room huh? I mean compared what you're used to."

"John, they've been gone for ten and a half hours and we haven't even searched half the ship!" Shay said aggravated, she then sighed and said the inevitable, "Why don't you go get Johnny and I'll kept looking."

"Shay I don't have to go I mean..."

"No he should be waking up by now, so he needs someone there."
John walked off down the hall and Shay muttered, "Good luck with the breast feeding."

He ran down the hall, carefully but still running. It was too much; it wasn't supposed to happen like this. They were supposed to be a normal family, grow up normally, well as normally as they possibly could in a Watchtower in Earth's atmosphere.

Now it was never going to be that way. Nothing could change it. He was going to have to do it alone.

He opened up the closet door and walked into the darkness, he turned on the light and faced the door. There was going to be so many things that they'd miss. Her voice, her face, her kisses, her cooking, her perfume. They would never know her one bit.

He remembered Shay's predicament years ago, she had the same, but she could do something about hers. She could've gone and found John and talked it over. But what was he supposed to do about this. Nothing! The answer was still nothing.

Tears began to roll down his cheeks as he cried achingly and silently in the closet. He would've continued in that manner if it hadn't been for one tiny voice interrupting him.

"Uncle Wally?" Ira asked from sitting beside Wren on the floor of the closet beside tons of garbage.

His eyes opened and he turned around wiping the tears from his face.

"Uncle Wally are you okay?" asked Ira again.

"Oh yeah.... Sure I'm fine kids. Why are you all in the closet?"

"We're hiding from our moms and dads to show them that they'll miss us," Ethanial enlightened.

"You don't look okay Uncle Wally," Ira said confused.

"Uncle Wally looks like he needs a hug," Wren spoke her longest sentence for that week.

He smiled as tears formed in his eyes and bent down to receive hugs from all four of the children.

"Do you have babies yet?" asked Tomothy.

"Yeah," he said still hugging the children back.

"Then why are you still so sad?" asked Ira.

"Because..." he said pausing and looking at the children, "Aunt Linda is gone."

Okay I warned you guys over and over again that something bad was going to happen to Wally. And I finally did it. This is why it took me so long to right the chapter, I just had to make it perfect. And if you guys are confused I'll do a quick recount.

John and Shay- Ira (8) Wren (3) Johnny (newborn)
Diana and Bruce – Ethanial(8) Tomothy (4) Chandalice (newborn)
Clark and Lois – Daniel (newborn)
Wally- Desmond (Desi) and Rylee (newborns)