2 hours passed before Becky woke up again. She looked around and noticed a nurse.
"Did you have a good nap?"
"Yeah. Are my babies okay?"
"They're doing good. That monitor checks them for stress."
"I haven't been feeling them move today."
"You probably need to eat something. You've been sleeping a lot. Babies are fine, heartbeats are strong."
"Can I get some food?"
"I'll bring you food. You also have visitors waiting to see you."
"They can come in." Becky replied.
Next thing Becky knew, the nurse led Emilio to her bedside, then left them alone.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, my body started freaking out a bit. I'm fine now, they were able to stop the contractions."
"That's good." Emilio replied. "Our babies are okay?"
"Babies are fine. They checked them for stress, and both babies are doing great. It's possible they slept through the contractions."
"That's good if they slept through it."
"Emilio, we need to have some serious discussions about these babies."
"I agree."
"I want custody, Emilio. I want full custody. You can visit them, but I don't want them going back and forth between homes."
"I agree."
"Really?!"
"You're already giving them their first home. You should get to keep them after they're born."
Becky broke down and began to cry.
"Was it something I said?" Emilio asked.
"I fully expected that I would have to fight you for custody."
"I know you've been wanting children for a long time."
"A really long time." Becky replied, wiping her tears.
"But I do want to see them. And I don't have much, but I'll give you everything I can towards their expenses."
"I don't have much either, right now all I really have to offer them is love."
"That's all you really need."
"I have a feeling they'll be pulling me from work now until after they are born. I'm supposed to stay as low key with my stress levels as possible to try to prevent premature labor."
Emilio watched as Becky laid one hand over her stomach, looking uncomfortable.
"You okay?"
"One baby is doing somersaults and it's making me want to throw up."
"Can I feel?"
"Sure."
"Oh my god." Emilio said. "Does that hurt?"
"Doesn't hurt, just makes me nauseous right now."
"That's amazing. Where is the other baby?"
"Other baby is on this side, but I haven't felt that one move since I woke up. I think that one is asleep. I think the medication knocked all of us out."
"That one's probably not gonna sleep long if sibling keeps doing backflips."
"Right?! It has to be really uncomfortable for them, and the bigger they get, the less room they have. This baby just woke up."
"Is that one doing backflips too?"
"Nope, I don't think there's enough room in there for both to be flipping. This one is just moving around, kicking a little."
"When are you going to be able to go home?"
"Hopefully tomorrow. They're monitoring me overnight and if I don't have anymore contractions, I should be discharged tomorrow."
"Want me to stay?"
"No, you should get going. The babies are doing great. I'm fine. All three of us are fine. You should go home and rest, I'm going to rest if the babies will let me."
"If you need me in the middle of the night, call me."
"Thank you." Becky replied. "We're in good hands, Emilio. The nurses here are great. They'll take care of us tonight."
Just as Emilio was leaving, the nurse stepped in, "They're ready for you in ultrasound."
Emilio hung back a moment and looked to Becky.
"Are you daddy?" The nurse asked.
"Yes."
"You can go watch the ultrasound if you'd like."
The nurse left. "Can I?" Emilio asked.
"Sure." Becky replied.
Twenty minutes later...
"Here's baby A...baby looks good..."
"Oh my god. That's my baby." Emilio said.
"It's pretty exciting to see them on ultrasound. It feels more real, doesn't it?"
"Yes, it does."
"And here is baby B. This baby also looks great."
"Oh my god."
"Can you see genders?" Becky asked.
"They're both in a really bad position to see."
"They were last time, too."
"I can tell you what I think baby A is. Baby B is in a position where I can't see at all. I see enough of baby A to make a guess."
Becky smiled up at Emilio. "Do you want to know?"
"Yes." Emilio smiled and nodded.
"I'm only about sixty percent sure because the positioning isn't ideal to see for certain, but I think that one is a boy."
"Oh my god."
"My son."
"And he's okay?" Becky asked. "His size and weight are normal and as far as you can tell, all ten fingers and toes are there?"
"They both look great, I don't see anything abnormal."
"Let's wait and hope we get a more definitive ultrasound before we go crazy buying boy stuff." Becky said. "Although the first time I see little boy clothes at the store, it's gonna be hard to have some self control!"