"It looks like there's a mountain in our bed." Sofia looked at the blanket. Her belly lifted the blanket to a small bump.

"That's not a mountain."

"You saw my belly I turn every day more into a whale. When you see me in the bath tube it's like whale watching."

"A baby whale." Sara kissed Sofia laughing. She could think of a lot of things when she saw Sofia in the bath tube but not of a whale.

"A baby whale on the desk from now on. I'll put on even more weight."

"The twins are still growing, you need to put on some weight."

"I think I've put on enough weight. When they'll weight that much that I put on we'll have two big boys. Six pounds is enough for one twin." That made twelve pounds and Sofia didn't want to put on more weight than that. She had to lose all that after the birth of Jonah and Dorian. A long time without chocolate.

"Seven or eight pounds isn't unusual for a baby."

"Yes, one. I've got two, they'll be a little bit smaller, the space in me is limited. I don't want to put on fifty pounds and spend the rest of the pregnancy in bed because I can't walk anymore. I need some exercise."

"We've the course twice a week, you've some exercise." Sofia had found a sport course for pregnant women and Sara joined her every time it was time to go there.

"I need more. I need to walk every day. Would you take a walk with me every day? Around the block, I doubt I can walk long distances but I need some sport."

"I think swimming is better for you. We can go swimming twice a week."

"That would be great too…is it okay when I ask you to come with me? I mean, you're still in the field, you've the gym twice a week, you don't need extra exercise…" She didn't want to plan Sara's free time, it wasn't that much with all the overtime her wife was doing.

"We are pregnant. You need some sport I'll come with you." Sara placed her hand on Sofia's belly. She had said she wanted to support the blonde wherever it was possible. She meant it that way.

"Sure?"

"Very sure. I like water, I like swimming…"

"Oh my god I need a swim suit…if there's something in my size…I'll really be a whale when I'm in the water."

"Sofia?"

"Yes?"

"You are a beautiful woman and you don't look like a whale. Yes, you're pregnant and put on some weight but you still look beautiful. Ten pounds more don't change anything about that. I think these few pounds more suits you and the pregnancy too. You're smiling all time and I can't remember a time you looked happier and more beautiful."

"You forgot our wedding?"

"You know what I mean."

"You need to say all these things, you're my wife."

"I'm Grumpy Smurf, I tell you all the things you don't want to hear if I think they're true. You still turn heads…and I'm still jealous when we walk around the shopping center and men stare at you because you're stunning and they want you, no matter that you're pregnant. You're still hot to them."

"Wait until this belly is in it's full size and they won't be any space for you in our bed anymore because I need the whole king size bed."

"Won't happen, Silly."

"You never know. I put on a pound per week and I'll be…ouch…!" Sara and Sofia both got rigid. There had been a kick. Sofia had felt the pain, Sara, who's hand was still on Sofia's belly, had felt the little move.

"They move."

"At least one of them. Oh my god." Sofia didn't dare to breathe. She had felt the first kick of one of her children. It was…they were really alive. So far she had seen the x-rays and saw her belly growing but now she had felt how alive they were. At least one of them had shown her, he was there and she had to be prepared for more.

"I could feel it. I felt the kick." Sara was excited. The first kick and she had felt it too. There was a reason why she had her hand all the time on Sofia's belly. Not only because she loved the skin contact, but also because she didn't want to miss the first kick.

"They are real."

"Of course they are. And they told you to stop talking bullshit. I'm sure it was a kind of protest because you say the whole time you're fat and not sexy. Your mother, boys, is so damn sexy. She should have a gun license for that smile and her sway. I can tell you boys, so sexy. You'll have such a hot mom."

"Don't talk like that to our children."

"Why? They'll see how beautiful and sexy you are in a few months. I try to prepare them."

"Sure you are. Tell them not to kick me anymore."

"I don't want you to feel pain but I'd love to feel some more kicks. It felt so great. I really did feel one of them."

"So did I. He kicks hard. Must be Dorian."

"Why?"

"You gave him his name, he's yours."

"You want a DNA test to find out which one has your DNA to name him Jonah?"

"Nonsense."

"Sure?"

"Yes. I said that because I'm sure it's your DNA that makes him kick me. He'll kick more than Jonah because he will be like you. Kicking me, pinching me, annoying me."

"Very funny."

"I need to talk to him, try to make him a nice boy and not a male bitch…ouch…a baby that kicks me from the inside and a wife who pinches me. Poor me."

"I can tell you how we'll find out which baby has your DNA without a test."

"Stunning blue eyes?"

"No, he'll be late. The first baby will be Dorian, the one who'll be there an hour later will be Jonah."

"You are so funny. Only because I don't have too much time to be everywhere five minutes earlier it doesn't mean I'm an hour late. And our children will come out fast and with no long break in between." At least Sofia hoped that. The thought of being in labor for hours made her regret being pregnant.

"I hope so." Sara paused for a few seconds. "I hope we won't start thinking like 'your child' and 'my child'. I don't want to have a first and second child."

"We won't." Sofia kissed Sara. "I can promise you I won't try to find out whose DNA is in Dorian or Jonah. And I can promise you I won't prefer the boy who might look more like me. I told you I want a child with your DNA, if I wouldn't be pregnant with twins I'd hope it would be your child. They are both our children."

"I'm just scared we're not good parents. It's a helluver a responsibility we'll have. What if we suck?"

"We won't. We'll love them and that's the most important thing. Stop worrying."

"I try but it's hard. Maybe it was all too fast. Wedding, house, twins. All within less than a year."

"Do you regret it?" Sofia asked serious. She knew they had changed their lives completely in one year and some changes were forever. They could get divorced, they could move out of the house but their children would be there forever.

"No, it just hits me hard sometimes and I try to understand it. I mean, we'll be parents in a few months. That's so crazy. I thought our wedding was the most craziest thing we've ever done. And now see what happens out of a joke."

"If it ever was a joke." Sofia stroke Sara's arm.

"I believed it when we got married in Vegas."

"What about Amsterdam?"

"I was serious then. I told you that before. When I said 'I do' in Amsterdam I meant it. And we did so much, fought so much for this wedding, I think we both knew deep inside ourselves, we were serious about Amsterdam and us."

"Yes." Sofia kissed her wife. "Vegas was fun and Amsterdam was serious. I'd do it again."

"Would you?" Sara smirked.

"Yes. I think if Nevada ever be up to date we should get married again here."

"I'd be happy if they'd accept our marriage and treat us like any other couple."

"Our bosses do." That was true. Jim had without hesitation given in and made the way clear for Sofia to change to dayshift after the birth of the children. He wasn't happy about losing her on nightshift, he had hoped she'd replace him when he got retired but he understood that the family was more important for Sofia.

Grissom was the same. He had talked to Ecklie and cleared the way for Sara to change too. As soon as Sofia would start working again, Sara would leave the graveyard shift and change to days. It would be strange to see all their colleagues in the morning when they were about to go home and Sara and Sofia started.

"Yes, that's very good. I still feel guilty because you'll leave your shift because of me."

"No need to feel guilty, I want to be with you. The idea of being home while you're working and being at work while you sleep isn't something I'd like. Ecklie is busy with his politics, he won't bother me much. If he's too annoying I'll quit and be a housewife."

"I can't imagine you as a housewife, sorry." Sofia giggled.

"Why? I'm a good cook."

"Yes you are…do you want our children to be vegetarians?"

"No." Sara shook her head. "They'll need meat, it's not healthy to raise children as vegetarians. If they want to be vegetarians later I'll be happy to support them. Until that time I want them to have barbeques with you and eat meat. Kids love sausages."

"I agree that children should eat meat but I think we can also replace meat a few days a week with tofu and other things. Keep their mind open for everything."

"Will you try it too?"

"I do eat tofu and I don't mind fish or when we have nothing than a salad with eggs. No matter how much I love my steaks, I don't have a problem to eat no meat every now and then."

"I know." Sara kissed Sofia. They had never had a problem with their different ways of eating. There had always been a steak in Sara's fridge when they had their own apartments and there had always been tofu in Sofia's fridge.

"I wonder who was kicking you." Sara laid her ear carefully on Sofia's belly. "Hello? Guys? Who was kicking my wife? You're not in trouble, we just want to know who was it. And why the other one isn't kicking. Can you kick mommy again so that I can feel it? I like to feel your kicks."

"I'm not sure if I like them too." Sofia grinned.

"Of course you do. Guys? Come on, one more kick. A little one. Please."

"I'm sure they'll kick both more the next few months. Sara, we have to make a decision about our names."

"Huh?" Sara replaced her ear with her hand. She didn't want to miss another kick.

"Well, they can't call both of us 'mom', we won't know who they're talking too. And don't you dare to say I'm the mom because I gave birth to them. You'll come with something stupid like that and I'll slap you."

"Okay." Sara grinned. She was about to say something like that.

"Any idea?"

"Mom and…I don't know…mother?"

"Mother sounds so…formal."

"Mommy?" Sara had no idea. "What did you call your mother when you were small?"

"Mom or mommy. You?"

"Same."

"Well, do you want to be mom or mommy?"

"I think it would be weird if they call me Sara, wouldn't it?"

"Yes. You're their mother."

"Mommy?"

"Okay, that makes me mom. Listen boys, mommy and me want you to come out fast…I don't mean right away, but when it's time, like in three or four month, you can be a little bit fast. I really love you boys but I don't want to be in labor for hours. The faster you come out the faster we can go home and here are two beautiful rooms waiting for you…we need these baby phones. So that we can hear when one of them is crying. You can't care too much about them in the first six months. This time is very important for them, to build trust and we need to be available 24/7."

"We will. Or your mom will." Sofia's mother had told both she wanted to take care of the boys at least one evening per week and she wanted to make sure the boys would go to daycare later, would bring them there and get them back if Sara and Sofia had to work.

"She'll be all over them. Something I really like because I think after the birth I'll need a break. I want to ask mom if she can take care of them when they're a month or so and would like to go away with you for two nights. Could you live with that?"

"Don't listen to your mom, boys, she loves you. She doesn't mean it in a bad way when she says something like that." Sara's lips touched Sofia's belly. "Don't cry, you'll be happy to have a break too and grandma and grandfather will spoil you so much."

"I take that as a 'yes' even if you don't talk to me."

"Yes. I want you for myself for two nights. And no, I don't us to be at any exciting place, all I want is you. I want to have sex with you two days in a row."

"You sound like you haven't had sex in ages."

"I didn't." Sara grinned. "Can't remember the last time."

"Your short-term memory isn't that good if you can't remember last night. Or it wasn't good enough for you. Maybe a pregnant woman isn't attractive for you."

"A pregnant woman not, my pregnant wife is very attractive for me."

"Is she?"

"Oh yes. Our sons will have a bad opinion of me if I go on talking like that about you. And when I can't resist you all the time."

"They'll love you for making me happy."

"I hope so. I love your mom, boys. She's the most amazing person in the whole universe. You're both so lucky to be in her, to be her children. I hope you'll appreciate it. If you cause her any trouble, you'll be in trouble with me."

"Are you threatening our kids?"

"Yes. If they cause you any trouble and make you sad, I'll make them regret. Don't you dare not to do what mom tells you later. Mommy will be very mad with you."

"Don't scare them. They might make the decision not to come out and I'll have them in me until they're twenty-one."

"After high school and college, ready to work and get married. Sounds good to me."

"We need to talk about that later." Sofia laughed.