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I only have 2 chappy's to go... :tear:

Jesse's POV

I couldn't seem to stop watching them as they slept.

My forehead was pressed on the glass to the nursury as I stared at them.

Suddenly Cristina opened her eyes. And for a second, just a second, she looked so peaceful.

Until she began to cry.

Immediatly, a nurse came in and picked her up. She began walking to the back door, but I tapped the window gently to get her attention. She turned around, and reconized me.

Well, she should have. I had been standing there for 10 minutes.

She pointed at her wedding ring. At first, I was puzzled. But then I figured out that she was taking Cristina to Susannah, probably to be breastfed. I nodded, understanding, before heading to her room.

I turned to corner and saw some familiar faces.

"Padre." I called out, making Father Dominic, Cee Cee, Adam, Gina, and Jerry turn around.

"Are we too late?" Gina asked for everyone.

"Yeah. She had them already." I told them, unable to keep the smile from my face. "A girl and a boy."

Everyone gave hugs and congratulations, but Father Dominic had something better to say.

"It's about time, Jesse..." He told me quietly.

I nodded in agreement as Cee Cee asked. "Is Suze sleeping?"

"She was when I last checked." I answered. "But we can go see if she's up. I think they were about to bring Cristina to her."

Suze's POV

"Mrs. de Silva?" I heard the nurse say, waking me up. She was holding Cristina (I could only tell because of the pink clothes. I'm a horrible Mom,I know.) "I think some bodys' a little hungry."

I smiled and sat up, before the nurse handed her to me. Soon enough, an odd, but weirdly natural sensation came.

I knew I'd eventually get used to breast feeding. But it was kinda weird.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door before it opened and Jesse peeked in.

"Oh." He said. "Um, do you want me to tell everyone to come back?"

"Everyone being...?"

"Gina, CeeCee, Adam, Jerry and Father Dominic."

I nodded. "Yeah. Bring them in."

He hesitated. "Are you sure?"

"It's breast feeding, not a strip show..." I said, laughing.

Jesse left for a second and came back with the whole clan. CeeCee and Gina's voices got all squeaky. The guys were smiling, but thankfully not squeaking. Jesse sat awkwardly next to me on the bed, taking Cristina's tiny hand.

"Oh my God... She's perfect." Gina said.

"She is, isn't she..." Jesse spoke quietly.

"Hey, Father Dom. You have two future pupils." Adam said with a small laugh.

"Well, lets hope they cause less property damage than Susannah..." Father Dom joked.

Before I could send him a death glare, another nurse walked in with Jesse Jr.

"We have another hungry one here." She said.

"Well, good thing I have two breasts..." I joked.

Father Dom spoke up. I think all the boob action was too much for the priest to handle. "We should get out of your hair..."

"Right." CeeCee responded. "We'll come back later."

"'Kay. Bye!" I said, to which they responded along the same lines.

Soon enough, we were alone. Well, besides the nurses and, of course, the babies. The first nurse came over.

"I think Cristina might be getting full." She said. "We'll give your other kid a turn." She picked up Cristina, who started getting fussy. Knowing exactly what to do, unlike me, the Nurse held her up so she rested vertically and patted her on theback. Soon enough, a petite burp came from Cristina.

"OK, can I take you Nurses home with me after we go?" I asked half jokingly.

"Would you like to hold her?" She asked Jesse, as if she didn't even hear me.

Jesse, of course, took Cristina into his arms.

Jesse Jr., on the other hand, was handed to me.

Or, to my boob.

"We'll come back later." One of the nurses said as they left, closing the door behind them. Jesse looked down at me smiling.

"Can you believe it?" I asked him as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"No, I can't." He told me. "But I'm still happier then I've ever been in my whole life. Both of them."

"Even after marrying me?" I asked jokingly. Jesse only smiled before carefully giving me a quick peck on the lips.

"Are you as scared as I am?" I wondered, looking up into his loving gaze.

"Probably." Jesse told me. "But we'll figure it out together."

"What if they don't like me?" I asked. "I mean, they'll love you. But I'll probably be the boring Mom who tags along at the park saying 'don't climb up the slide'."

Jesse laughed. "Querida, they'll love you. In fact, they already love you. Don't worry."

"I know." I said. "I'm just dreading the teenage years. If they're anything like me, were in so much trouble." Then the thought came. "Oh my God... What if they're mediators? Or shifters?"

"We'll worry about that when the time comes. But, for now, let's just focus on the diapers before the ghost busting." Jesse said, so calmly that I envied him. How on earth could he be this calm?

Must be the motherly thing.

Or the fact that this is Jesse de Silva, who is too perfect to panic.

I nodded before taking a huge yawn. Childbirth. It kinda wears you out.

Jesse looked down at Cristina. "Someone's tired, isn't she?" He asked her. "That's one big yawn. Yes it is."

I couldn't help but smile as he laid him down in one of the cribs.

"Well, the mommy's tired too. Can you take him?" I asked, indicating Jesse Jr. Jesse nodded and picked took him out of my arms, putting her next to his Sister. I laid down on my side. Something I couldn't do for the last trimester. If felt better than sleeping on my back, which I don't really enjoy.

Jesse gazed down at them for a moment before coming back over to me. I looked up at him. "You know, there's plenty of room if you want to take a nap. You need some sleep."

"Well, if you insist..." He joked, before laying down behind me. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my hair, causing many warm fuzzies.

"Te amo, Querida." Jesse whispered into my hair softly.

I smiled, replying with a simple. "Te amo."

THE END!

Sorry it took so long. My inspiration kinda died. But there's the final chappy. I don't know if I'll write too much more, but if I do, see ya then.

Review, please.

-Amy