A/N: Getting your reviews always means the world to me. Sometimes when I'm at my lowest and I log on and see my regulars (and my shy guest reviewers, s'up, I see you!) it makes a big difference in my life. Saw a lot of love for my fetus Emison, which is somewhat of an encouragement because I *may* already have a fetus Emison fic in the works that's kinda saucy and fun like that first prompt (possessive Alison and all), but with a few twists (it's AU). And I've been looking at it with such a critical eye because it's so different than what I'm used to doing. I've been going back and forth about sharing, but you all are always so encouraging so that makes me feel better. It will probably see the light of day eventually. When I get the eff over myself.

As for your request Boris, I don't actively seek prompts out, but I never say no to ideas.

Prompt: Can you write a tiny little prompt of the twins meeting the baby boy? Like Emily taking the twins to the hospital to meet the baby? And they go in and Alison is in the bed with the baby and they're excited but nervous at the same time?

Family

The silence in the hospital room was a stark contrast to what it had been just hours ago. Alison's screams and colorful language could be heard all the way down the hall. At one point she'd looked up at Emily, her face a dark crimson color and drenched in sweat. She'd cried and told her she couldn't do it. The twins hadn't been half as hard and this birth was only one baby. But their son was breech and it was so much more painful than her first delivery.

Emily had leaned in to her face as close as she could and placed a firm kiss against her head and told her she could do it. The doctors were optimistic and encouraging, noting that medical knowledge had really come a long way when it came to breech births. Many women delivered breech babies that weren't in distress without a C-section thanks to advanced medical research. They were slowly, but surely helping the baby boy turn as he came out.

Alison had screamed and cried and cussed and squeezed Emily's hand so hard that her nails drew blood. But Emily was more focused on Alison. She wiped her sweat covered hair out of her face and told her she was doing great. She watched in awe as the doctors worked down between Alison's legs to ensure that their son came out okay.

It had been the most agonizing experience of Alison's life, but when she heard the doctor proclaim he was out followed by the broken cries of her baby she'd broken down and cried in both joy and exhaustion. And when she'd felt his little body flush against her chest she thought her heart was going to burn her from the inside with the sheer amount of love she felt.

Emily and Alison had taken turns passing him back and forth and ogling their tiny little boy. He was only six pounds four ounces, but because he'd come out ass backwards he felt like he'd been sixteen pounds.

When Emily went out to the waiting room to get their twelve-year-old daughters Alison was left alone with her son for the first time. She marveled at his perfection. His tiny little button nose. His little wiggling fingers. His eyes. His beautiful big eyes. Staring into his eyes was like looking into a beautiful new universe. All of the pain had been worth it. Her son was worth it.

She heard rustling and she looked up and saw two shadows being cast through the doorway. She looked up and saw her twins, Grace and Lily standing in the hallway, awkwardly dancing between walking into the room and staying out in the hall. Emily was right behind them.

They peered at their mom and their new baby brother nervously, neither one stepping forward. Lily rocked on her feet. Grace looked into the hospital room like if she walked in it was going to transport her to an entirely new world.

"Go ahead, girls." Emily encouraged them.

Lily was the first one to step forward. Alison smiled at her firstborn daughter. Lily had always been an eager little girl. She had the drive to be first at everything she did.

Grace followed, quickly catching up to her sister and pushing to bypass her. Their second born was fearless and feisty. She ended up by Alison's side first. Lily walked up next to her sister. Emily walked over to the opposite side of the bed and took Alison's free hand in hers.

The girls looked at the baby. Their little brother's eyes were open wide, rolling around as he glanced at the new world he'd been catapulted into. His eyes stopped when he saw two identical faces looking down at him. He pushed his lips out and his forehead scrunched like he was deep in thought.

"Hey, I think he sees us." Grace gasped in delight.

"He's so cute." Lily cooed.

His eyes popped open in surprise at the sound of their voices. The new world was startling and loud to him.

"Aww, it's okay." Lily tried to comfort him.

A sound between a coo and a cry came out, but he didn't look upset. He pushed his lips together and it looked suspiciously like a smile.

"They say that means he has gas." Grace grinned.

"Well, he is a boy." Lily didn't disagree. She looked at Alison. "Is it okay to touch him?"

He looked so small and vulnerable, like he might break if they weren't careful.

"It'll be even better if you hold him." Emily encouraged them.

Alison pushed up against the bed and gently turned their son in her arms and carefully handed him to Emily. The girls flocked over to their mother and little brother.

"I wanna hold him." Lily timidly put her finger against his cheek.

"Come here." Emily instructed her. She took Lily's arm in her hand and stretched it out, transporting him into Lily's arms and up against her body. "All you have to do is support his head."

Lily looked down, unable to take her eyes off of the newborn in her hands. She felt a knot in her throat and tears burning her eyes.

"He's so little." She instinctively bounced him gently when he started squirming. She rubbed her thumb against his wrist and he turned his arm and latched his fingers on to her thumb. "Hi." She said, her voice an octave higher than it normally was. "You're so cute." She looked up at her moms. "Will he stay this cute?"

"You didn't." Grace smarted back.

"We have the same face, genius." Lily rolled her eyes.

There was a cry of protest from the baby boy in Lily's arms.

"Look what you did." Lily scolded her sister. She moved him from side to side gently to calm him down. "He doesn't like it when we fight."

"Well he's screwed then." Grace laughed, leaning over her little brother. She looked down at him and smiled and then looked at Lily. "My turn." She said eagerly.

"Let your mom help you." Alison glanced at Emily nervously.

"They're okay, Ali." Emily assured her. "Lily." She addressed her oldest daughter. "You got this?"

"Yeah." Lily nodded, smiling down at the baby in her arms. "We've got this, don't we, little guy?" She cooed.

"Stop stalling." Grace was getting antsy.

Lily looked at her moms and sighed.

"Are we sure we should let her do this? She dropped her robot baby from our Home Ec project into the washing machine."

"Psh, please. That was two months ago." Grace rolled her eyes. "I've matured since then."

"You laughed at the word 'impenetrable' fifteen minutes ago."

Grace snorted when she heard the word again.

"Lily, let your sister have a turn." Emily pushed gently.

Lily didn't want to give her brother up. She wanted to hold him and snuggle him forever. She reluctantly and carefully placed the infant into Grace's waiting arms.

He squirmed at first, but Grace immediately started talking to him.

"Hey, it's your favorite big sister." Grace spoke in a soothing voice. "I can't wait to take you home and teach you the best ways to mess with Lily."

He stared up at Grace inquisitively for a few seconds and then he yawned.

"Ha, you bore him." Lily chuckled.

"Don't pay any attention to her. I'll teach you how to jump out of closets and scare her as soon as we get home. We're going to have a lot of fun together, baby brother." She promised.

Grace talked all about her favorite ways to annoy Lily for several minutes and then Lily butted in and insisted that she get to hold him again. They were so enamored by their little brother that they didn't even notice that Emily had sat down on the bed next to Alison. She looked at her wife, who was still practically glistening in the light from the birth. The blonde looked at her with love and adoration. No words were exchanged as they reached for each other's hands. Emily leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her lips and Alison smiled at her. They both looked at their children at the exact same moment.

The twins could argue over who was the better sister until the end of time, but Alison and Emily both knew that the love they had for their little brother was all their baby boy really needed. Their family was perfect.