This is it people! The chapter a lot of you have been anticipating! The chapter where England gives birth to his baby!

Now obviously, England is still a man, so he will be getting a C-section. I don't know the extents of this procedure so the description at that moment will probably be very very vague. What can you expect? I'm not a doctor!

Also, Dr Who related news! Part two of series six will be returning to screens in the UK on August 27 in the episode 'Let's Kill Hitler'. Anyone else as excited as me? *shaking with excitement*

Anyway...so this will technically be the last chapter, though the next one will simply be the epilogue. Even after the epilogue, you guys have to stay tuned because after the epilogue there will be an author's note regarding THIS stories' possible sequel and other works of fiction of mine!

I thought I would also share some art with you! I'm not very good at drawing, so pardon how bad they look! Just check me out at 'C8LIN-The-Hedgie' on deviantart, I have a whole gallery folder devoted to Hetalia!

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I should REALLY actually start with the chapter, shouldn't I? ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

Weddings, Babies and Romantic Brothers

Chapter Fourteen - Welcome Home Baby

England's pregnancy - Eight and a half months

Northern Ireland's pregnancy - Five months

"ALFRED WHEN THIS BABY IS OUT OF ME I'M GOING TO FUCKING SLICE YOUR BALLS OFF!"

America gulped as he held England's hand (more like, England was crushing his hand) as another contraction rippled through England's body. How did it come to this again? Their morning had been peaceful, he had been making coffee...

Then England's scream made him drop the mug and run to England's side. England was having his baby. NOW.

So here they were, in a more private hospital nearby, though without an actual. No, considering they were nations, the fact that England was having a baby was to be kept VERY confidential...so China and Japan were acting as the doctor and nurse. Japan assured the couple that they did have experience with performing C-sections (of possible, England's face paled at the thought of another scar on his body). The Brit had actually refused to take any drugs on the off chance that they could hurt the baby before it came out, so he was in a lot of pain as China made the careful incisions to his body.

"Y-You're doing really great babe, our little baby is gonna be here soon..." whispered America, his smiling faltering slightly when England made another crushing blow to his hand. "I'm gonna kill you, then I'm gonna clone your dead body and kill you again!" snapped England, tilting his head back as he screamed again. At that scream, America actually yelped and nearly fell of his chair. "Fuck, Arthur you broke my hand!"

"GOOD!"

"Aiyah, Arthur please stop screaming, it's making it very hard to concentrate aru!" sighed China, flicking some of his hair away from his eyes as he narrowed his eyes at the Brit. "I bloody well hope so! GET IT OUT NOW!"

After more screams and curses (those mostly came from England, America only occasionally whined about his now broken hand) there was a different kind of cry from a much smaller pair of lung. England opened his eyes a little to see the squirming baby in China's arms. "M-My baby...?" he whispered. China gave a nod as he smiled, showing England and America the new born baby. "Yes, it's a boy aru" China replied, handing the baby to Japan to gently dry the baby Jones-Kirkland and wrap him in a blanket.

"A-A boy...Arthur, we've got a baby boy..." gasped America, tears streaming down his face. He was a father, he was a proud father of a beautiful baby boy! A smile came across the Brit's face, oh God, he could just sob as much as America was. They were parents, they had brought a lovely little life into this world...

"Alright Arthur, ready for the next one to come aru..?" China interrupted England's thoughts as he went back to the incision in England's stomach.

"W-What do you mean the next one?" America asked, still wincing from the pain in his broken hand. England seemed to be hyperventilating by now. "I mean, the next baby. You're having twins aru..." replied China. England's face seemed to turn as white as a sheep at that. "A-Alfred I can't do this...Oh God I can't..." he sobbed, shaking his head. America bit his bottom lip and despite the pain in his hand, he reached over to grasp England's other hand. "Arthur, you can do this, WE can do this alright? Just once more, one more beautiful life to show our love for each other..."

England's face blushed heavily from the small speech and he could only give a small nod. The screams followed once more as previously, though this baby cried a lot older than its older twin brother. "Well done Arthur, it's a boy as well aru..."

The parents watched as the baby boy was wrapped in a blanket and laid next to his older twin. America brushed some of the spiky locks away from England's forehead and kissed it gently. "You did it Arthur, you did it...we've got two handsome boys.."

"I just need to stitch you back up Arthur and then you can see them aru..." China murmured as he got back to work to sewing up the incision that had been made into the Englishman's stomach. England panted harshly as he listened to the small cries of his two lovely children, shutting his eyes as he finally relaxed. "I'm...I'm so tired..." muttered England. "Well get some sleep babe, we'll all still be here when you wake up..."

The Brit sighed at that, murmuring a 'I love you' to America before he slipped off to sleep, so happy he had been able to deliver his beloved children into this world...

Meanwhile, in the United Kingdom Brother's Household...

"SHIT! We have to get to the hospital now!"

"DADDY DON'T SWEAAAAR!"

"Sorry baby, Alwyn, get out of bed now! AND I MEAN NOW!"

"H-Huh...? What's going on?"

"England is having his baby...we have to get to the hospital now!"

"I'm going too..."

"Dara there is no way you can go anywhere in your condition!"

"I SAID I'M FUCKING GOING!"

"Uncle Daraaaaa! Don't swear like Daddy!"

"Sorry Bonnebelle..."

. RING. RING.

"Damn it, Alwyn, answer my cell! HAMISH HELP ME INTO THE CAR!"

"I'm coming! I'm coming! Geeze Dara, you weigh a tonne..."

"Hello, whoever you are, please be quick! England is giving birth and Hammy is trying to help an overly pregnant Dara into the car!"

"...Dara is pregnant...?"

"Yea, he totally is! How did you not know that? Wait, who is this...?"

"...This is Russia comrade."

Wales dropped the cell phone and flinched away from it, staring down at it in fear. "O-Oh shit..."

"UNCLE ALWYN!"

"I DIDN'T SWEAR, YOU DIDN'T HEAR ME!"

"Hello? Are you still there..kolkolkol...so Dara is pregnant with Russia child hm...? I better come visit him..."

Wales grabbed the cell phone and quickly pressed hang up, throwing the cell phone as far away as he could before running out to Scotland's car. Nobody would know, as far as he knew, he didn't just tell Russia that Northern Ireland was pregnant with his child! Hopefully this wouldn't come back to bite him in his cute ass...

Back at the hospital...

After all the carnage that was the birthing, England was now completely calm. He held his two babies in his arms, one in each arm and couldn't help but watch his beautiful children. The older twin had bright green eyes, sort of like himself, though the small tufts of hair were sunny yellow just like America's hair. The younger one definitely had America's lovely blue eyes but if England had to admit it, his soft tufts of hair was more sandy like himself. China smiled down at the two children as he wrote down some notes on his pad. "I made sure to check aru, the older twin is the representation of York and the younger is the representation of New York..."

"York and New York...English and American..." murmured England, leaning down to kiss each of his children on their small foreheads. At that moment America came back into the room, smiling softly at his love. "Hey babe...feeling better...?" he whispered, tilting England's head up to kiss him gently on the lips. England smiled as he briefly kissed America back. "Yea...sorry about your hand..." England muttered, looking at the cast around America's hand. "It's alright, I didn't need that hand anyway..." the sunny blonde laughed.

"I'll give you two some privacy aru..." China said, walking out of the room and shutting the door behind him. America chuckled quietly as he gazed down at the precious children. "Two beautiful baby boys..." he cooed, gently stroking New York's tiny cheek with his thumb. "We still have to give them proper names" said England, tilting his head to the side. "Why don't you give New York a name, and I'll give York a name hm? That seems fair, right?"

America gave a nod as he gazed down at his lovely American state child. He needed an awesome name, that just showed that he was the son of a great hero! "...Kevin."

England blinked and looked up at America. "Excuse me?".

"Kevin. He looks like a Kevin and I like that name. Doesn't it sound cool? Kevin Jones-Kirkland...that's alliteration right?"

The British mother gave a small shake of his head though he was smiling softly. "Alright alright, his name is Kevin Jones-Kirkland...and his older brother's name is Percival."

Now it was America's turn to look confused. "Is that a girl's name...?"

"No it's not! Percival was one of the knights of the round table!" snapped England with a frown.

"If you're gonna name him after a knight, name him something cool like Lancelot!" laughed America. "I'm not naming my child Lancelot! His name is Percival Jones Kirkland, alright?" England hissed. "Ok ok, his name is Percival...gee don't bite my head off.."

But despite the brief battling over names, the parents were content with their lovely children. Here they were, married with two darling children.

It was, almost, the perfect family.

End of Chapter

Now, did anyone notice what I actually did with this chapter...? No...?

Well this chapter was inspired by one of the very last FRIENDS episodes, the one where Monica and Chandler finally get their baby...or ...babies XD Also the part where America's hand got broken by America is also inspired by a FRIENDS episode, when Rachel is having her baby and breaks Ross's hand...

Yes, from the very beginning, I planned for England to have twins. I just kept that fact very hidden, after all, it's a very common thing to happen that they don't notice the second baby! So now England has his lovely little baby boy twins York and New York. York, as you can tell, came out first so he is technically the older twin.

Uh oh...Russia knows that Northern Ireland is pregnant now...WHAT IS HE GOING TO DO? You'll have to wait until the epilogue to find out people! This fan fiction is coming to a close...oh I am so sad, it's nearly over!

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