A/N: So the last chapter was supposed to be much more dramatic. That being said, so was the second chapter of this damn story… REWRITE! Plus, this chapter is supposed to be a bit longer. I don't know. Here we go.

Chapter 12: Now Son.

Translations:

Italian MOLTO- VERY BELLO- HANDSOME. AMORE- LOVE/LOVER. NON IO SO- I DON'T KNOW

Spanish: CORAZON: HEART. QUERIDO- SWEETHEART. PORQUE NO: WHY NOT/ WHY CAN'T

Little Austin Reinhert Beilschmidt- Vargas was born at 12:49 am on the sixth of August. The happy couple had a golden hour to spend with their new baby before the infant, which was still technically premature, had to be incubated. They decided to surprise everyone the following week before Lovinos baby shower.

Austin held dirty blond hair and blue eyes. He was pale, as was both of his parents, and had a constant face of awe. He slept peacefully, snuggling into his mother's warmth. Surprisingly, Ludwig was the one to shed tears when he had to go back to the nursery, but the newborn had given his mother's finger a little squeeze, as if to reassure him, and he stopped crying.

Feliciano smiled and kissed his sons head, and both of the parents fell asleep in one another's arms, both having missed one another dearly and both having long forgiven the other. Meanwhile, Lovino stood with his forehead pressed against the wall, mentally cursing himself. He was 22 weeks and had a checkup today, which he already knew he'd be griped at. The scale he stood on told him so.

It read in big numbers 167. Now, had he not been hugely pregnant, he would have died at seeing such a high number. Now, he cursed it for not being the 175 he was supposed to be. With carrying twins, he'd had a couple appointments up until now, the doctor always telling him what to and not to eat and to eat a lot and sleep and no strenuous activity, and on and on- It was getting tiring! But now, oh now this bastards going to jump my ass…

They had a folder full of personal regiments that he should meet before each checkup and so far, twice he's been underweight and once his blood pressure was too high. Now he was almost 10 pounds under and instead of being pissed at the doctor, or Toni, or even his brother and the potato bastard, he stood there cussing himself for being careless.

There was a knock at the door that startled him and made him jerk back from the wall. "Romanito~" Lovinos heart dropped. "S-si Corazon?" Antonio chuckled at the nickname; his roma was being a cuddly sweetheart lately. "Just seeing if you're ready to see our Niño's~ I even put on these jeans you bought me an-" to that the door was opened to show Lovino topless and his belly poking out, but for once him not trying to cover it up. He scanned the Spaniard and smiled genuinely and nodded. "Molto Bello mio amore~"

Toni beamed and opened his arms for a hug. Lovino moved the door to accommodate his large torso and hugged Toni, the babies kicking at the warmth and sound of their papa. "…The kicks are staying strong now a day Querido…" Lovino stated sheepishly and had a blush infest his cheeks. Toni relished in the nicknames and the feeling of Lovis belly against his, used to a very toned, flat stomach that was Lovinos usual until he got pregnant. He lovingly swayed them and sighed happily. "….we get the genders today…then we can further the work on the nursery and….more names~"

Lovino smiled, he too was terribly excited. He just knew that he was also going to be chewed out. But you win some, you lose some. "If you ever let me go and let me get ready that is..." he poked Toni playfully to prove the point that the Spanish man was simply too close and tried to pry him away. In that sense, Toni nuzzled his neck and beamed. "Porque no mi romanito go like this~? I see no problem~" Lovinos blush once again intensified and he stumbled over some words.

Antonio let go and chuckled, seeing his lovers curl awry. Lovino gulped and went to pull on his oversized t shirt. He looked at himself one last time before sighing and waddling down the stairs. They already had breakfast and so it was to the car. All the way there, they sat in an anxiety filled silence. When they got to the doctors, they held hands until they absolutely had to let go, then Lovino had his hands clasped over his tummy. The nurse called them back and took his blood pressure, which was a little low along with his temperature. Then it was time for the dreaded scale.

Lovino stepped on. "Sorry sir, but I need for you to remove your shoes." She asked, apologetically. Lovino gulped, mentally screaming, not that the shoes would have read the number of pounds he needed, but to take them off hurt a bit. He stepped on once again and the few seconds it took to read felt like a lifetime. He mentally cussed and prayed at the same time which may not have been the best mix but he was scared. Toni noticed the tenseness coming off his love and felt concern well up.

The nurse looked to the number, 164 showing on the led display. Lovino was speechless. The nurse quickly scribbled a few notes and cleared her throat. "…Sir, um…I'll need you to step right in here, Dr. Ramirez will be with you momentarily." She led them to a small white room that barely had any light, and bear a machine that stood in the corner near the bed. Aside from the machine and two chairs though, the room was empty and very bland. Toni helped his lover up on the bed and scooted a chair closer, taking one of his hands

Lovino didn't dare look down, for fear of seeing that face. The one that pleaded him for an explanation he didn't have. Toni sighed softly and kissed his hand, over and over, leaving calming butterfly marks to tingle the skin and make the Italian shiver internally and slightly gasp. "…I am not mad Corazon. I trust you…I just need to know why you won't…eat; you say you do and sometimes, si you eat a bit. But some meal times, you avoid me and just go to bed, or go to shower and don't come back. I need to know what's bothering you…"

All Toni received was a breathless chuckle, gazing up to see small tears and their glistening streams down Lovinos face. "…n-non Io so…Antonio..." his words being just above a whisper. He shook his head, smiling sadly. "I…I promise. I- I'll eat. Ill gain-"his throat went dry, flashes of his nightmare flooding his mind for the umpteenth time that day. He shifted. Toni noticed this and took on a harder tone, not entirely meaning to but he hated when Lovino kept these things from him.

"Lovino…I know you're lying to me." Lovino tensed and looked at his face for the first time since he was weighed. His silent torture showed in his eyes and his usual hard composure, the wall that he had built up for years for every single person that tried to get close to him had crumbled. He was scared, terrified. Antonio's eyes softened and he brought his lovers other hand off of his swollen abdomen and into his own grasp to let him know. He was here for him, and he wasn't going anywhere. After a few minutes of them silently healing one another in long, loving research through the link their eyes allowed them, the doctor stepped in.

Dr. Ramirez cleared her throat and put on a smile. "Hola you four~ Como estas?' "Bien, muy bien senora~ and ready to hopefully find out genders~" the doctor giggled at Lovino "My, my you are getting a little round, senor~ Que lindo" this comment made Lovino chuckle and nod, blush making his perfect skin glow perfectly, even with the lack of light. The doctor nodded and started up the ultrasound, stepping to the side of the bed and picking up the chart the nurse had left. For a very split second, one could see the shocked look but it was gone as soon as it came.

"Lay back and lift up your shirt please, Mr. Vargas" she said sweetly and took out the tube of gel, Lovinos personal least favorite part of the entire ordeal. That shit was cold against his sensitive, stretched skin and he despised every last drop. Nonetheless, he lay back carefully (with Toni helping) and lifted his shirt. The doctor silently marveled at the fact that there was not one stretch mark anywhere and placed the gel, the ultrasound wand soon following as she moved it in a circular pattern across the bump to better spread it.

Toni looked at the screen and held Lovinos hand, unintentionally gripping it as if he were going to fall over any second. Lovino chuckled and looked at the screen as well. Dr. Ramirez smiled and hovered. "..Well you two, you get a Niño and Niña~" Antonio cooed and Lovino smiled brightly. The doctor made sure all was well as the couple held hands once again and silently cheered, thinking of all the possible names and profiles their babies would take on. That was when she gave Lovino a paper towel to clean off the gel and picked the chart again. "Now, Mr. Vargas, about your weight… You need to gain 15-20 pounds still before the birth of your children, or serious health risks will be a present threat for all three of you."

Lovino bit his lip. Toni looked down and mentally blamed him for not making Lovino eat. "…But, and this is the time to start thinking of it of course, being almost 6 months…I highly recommend you have a c section instead of a natural birth." Lovino looked up at her. "U-uh…any particular reason?" she nodded "you simply don't have child bearing hips. Your frame is very narrow and it will pose complications trying to birth naturally."

He nodded, blushing a bit. He was too small to birth his children the way he wished. He sighed and sat up. "Well. Then that's what I'll do…" he looked at Toni who smiled at him softly and in their own way reassured him. Lovino sighed "Are we done, senora?" he said, suddenly exhausted. She nodded and handed them a yellow envelope. "Your pictures of the scan and your improvement points to reach hopefully by next month's appointment. You four be safe~" she beamed and led them out. Lovino clung to Toni to say the least.

They got in the car and Lovino yawned happily "Let's go to lunch~"