Once the children had been named they were brought to be thoroughly checked out. While the infants were dressed and checked out Sam was brought back to his room and Artie changed into a bit more comfortable clothes. Once everyone was checked out and comfortable they wheeled in three bassinets. The two boys knew that their friends were eager to see the babies but they just needed a moment alone. No nurses or family. Artie wheeled around to the side of Sam's bed were that the bassinets were on.
Artie held out a finger toward Sarah. She was the smallest of the triplets with dark hair and big blue eyes. She took a tight hold of her father's finger blowing out little spit bubbles. Artie laughed tears forming in both men's eyes. "Sam they're perfect and they're ours." Sam chocked back a sob as he and Artie embraced sobbing tears of happiness.
Once they were done crying and just taking it all in Artie went out to go and get their friends and family from the waiting room. Everyone had eager looks on their faces. "Well?" Kurt inquired. "Natalie Erin Evans-Abrams was born at seven pounds four ounces; twenty two inches, Jackson Peter Evans-Abrams was born at eight pounds six ounces; twenty inches, Sarah Mae Evans-Abrams was born at four pounds two ounces; sixteen inches."
Everyone squealed and hugged Artie. "Can we see them?" Tina asked. Artie nodded and lead the huge group to Sam's room. He told them to wait outside the door while he made sure everyone was decent. He wheeled in to find Sam cooing at the babies. "We have visitors," Artie sing songed and opened the door letting in the flood of people.
Everyone cooed and squealed passing the delicate babies around. Eventually Sam and Artie's younger siblings got antsy and their families left promising to come back after. "They're so precious." Tina stated in a soft breathy tone. "Sarah looks just like Artie!" Sugar squealed. Santana who was holding Natalie laughed and said, "Little miss Natalie here looks like Sammie even has his lips. But those are so Artie's eyes." Everyone chuckled and Santana softly started. "Trouty mooouth, Guppy faaace…"
Eventually the club had to go home with promises to come and see them as soon as possible. Once everyone had left Artie transferred onto the bed next to Sam. The nurses came and brought the babies back to the nursery with the rest of the babies. He leaned his head against Sam's chest careful of his stitches. Sam took Artie's hand playing with his long skinny fingers.
"Sam, how the hell are we going to do this? We have school and glee club and we're parents now." Sam sighed and kissed Artie's hair. "Our love will carry us through." Sam replied and the two boys fell into a silence. And through the night Sam wiped the endless tears from Artie's eyes.