A/N: MENTIONS OF MPREG! I know! WHY would anyone write that? Idk either. It's a weird flex, but go off. I think this came out cute though. Reminds me of my sims game I made of the family.
Pip held the baby close to his chest as he rocked her slightly. "Shhh. It's alright baby, daddies here." His body slightly ached as it was already healing itself at a faster rate than normal.
"How are my two fallen angels?" Damien walked in, giving Pip a quick peck on the cheek. Pip smiled weakly as he looked up from his bed.
"Much better! She finally drank from her baba." Opening a bag, Damien grabbed out two things; a stuffed animal and a little jewelry box.
Shaking the toy in front of the baby's face, he smiled as she reacted. "Good. It'll help her grow big and strong!" The baby gurgled with joy as Damien continued to play with her.
Pip smiled at the peaceful scene. "So, what's in the box?" Placing down the stuffed dog, he opened the tiny box to show what was inside. Opening in up, he revealed a clear quartz connected to a chain necklace. "A necklace?" Pip smiled.
Damien grabbed the necklace out of the box pushing Pips hair back so he could put it on him. "It's for healing. It'll help the process."
The baby reached for the necklace and both the parents cooed at the cuteness.
"Delia seems to like it."
"Delia?"
"Yeah, do you like it? I mean you were the one who suggested the name."
"It fits her." There was silence as the new parents watched the girl fall asleep peacefully in her daddy's arms. "I'm so glad she's finally here…"
Pip slightly laughed. "Tell me about it. The past few weeks have been rough, I wasn't sure if we were going to make it."
"She put so much stress on your body with her powers developing inside you." Damien frowned as he thought back to the stress he had for the last couple weeks.
"I don't think I'll be able to handle another child for a couple years." Pip pointed out. "I've been on bed rest since month 7."
Damien went wide eyed at the thought of Pip carrying another child. Fear taking over him. That was a horrifying thought that would haunt him for quite awhile. Not showing it, he tried to calm his own fears. "Well let's just take care of Delia for now before we talk about any more children."
"Right-o." Right-o, indeed.
Years after the birth of Delia and Damien is sitting in a chair holding a toddler as a 7 year old Delia runs around causing a mess in their living room.
As Delia runs out of sight, he listens more closely to see where she had run off too. Feeling her heartbeat at a close enough proximity for his liking. He listens to his whole family's heartbeat as it calmed him to know they were all here. That is, until he felt an extra one.
His smile dropped as he slowly turned his head to Pip who was calmly folding laundry, paying no mind to him. He focused more on him as he heard a heartbeat coming from Pips stomach. 'Shit. They really needed to use a better birth control.'
A/N:
And the end of the story! I hope you enjoyed it and if you would like more, I might make a new story with the family. Hint hint. Please review. Reviews are what make me wake up in the morning and not want to die.