Part 5

"I'll never ever be pregnant again!" Sofia was exhausted. She didn't want to be here anymore. She wanted to be home. But she had to be strong. She was in labor and a few moments ago the first one of her twins had come out and was in Sara's arm now while the blonde still felt the contractions. One more to go. She held on to Sara's left hand, didn't take her eyes of her wife and the bloody little thing in her arms, crying and complaining about being in this world. Sofia could feel with him.

"Sofia, you need to push. Your next son wants to come out." The midwife said.

"Believe me, I want him out too."

"Push hard, honey, you can do it."

"Easy for you to say….ouch…why did I want to have children?"

"Look here and you'll know." Sara held the baby boy in front of Sofia's eyes and immediately the blonde felt less pain. That was Dorian. He was so cute and Sofia was sure, he looked like Sara. They had made the arrangement that the first boy would be Dorian because Sara was always early and Sofa usually late. It looked like the children had that from their mothers. Sara's DNA got Dorian out fast. If he had her DNA. Right now under pain and with her son not washed he could have have anybody's DNA.

"Misses Sidle, can you give me the boy? I'll wash him."

Unwilling Sara gave the nurse the boy. She wanted to have the baby with her, she wanted Sofia to see why she fought through all these pain Sara could only imagine. Their children and the first one was already with them. Now they needed his brother.

With both hands she held Sofia's hand.

"Damn it, I bet he has a huge head."

"A stubborn head? Like his mother?"

"Shut up, he might have your head and that's why I suffer so much."

"Sure darling. You blamed me already the last time, one of them has your DNA."

"Dorian because he doesn't cause me any pain anymore…. fuck…!"

"The head is almost out, Sofia."

"Almost? What is he doing? Holding back? Get out, you little bastard."

"I won't tell him that you called him that." Sara grinned and shut up when she saw Sofia's look.

"The next time you'll be here and I'll be making fun of you…"

"There won't be a next time."

"We need to talk about that…laaaaterrrrr…."

"Head's out, Sofia, you can do the rest easily."

"Easy to say if you don't lie here."

Sara got closer to Sofia, her lips almost touched the ear of the blonde.

"I love you and I'm so proud of you."

"Love you too…nevertheless I want you to be in my shoes the next time."

"No next time, we wanted two children, we've them."

"One and almost a second one…what is he doing?"

"He's out, Sofia. You can relax."

"Thanks god for that." Sofia breathed out and closed her eyes. All this pain, she wanted a pain killer and a sleeping pill.

"Sara, do you want to cut the umbilical cord?"

"Yes." Sara stroke over Sofia's hand shortly and took the scissors. She had done the same with Dorian, now it was Jonah's time. That meant, she was responsible for the belly buttons of their sons. She hoped she did a good job.

"Perfect. Do you want to have him?" The midwife asked.

"Yes." Sara took Jonah in her arms and walked back to Sofia. "There he is, the little trouble maker." Jonah was crying and didn't seem to be too happy to be out.

"What do you expect? You know his mothers." Sofia tried to sit. She wanted to see both of her children.

"Do you want to go to your mom?" Sara asked the baby.

"Sure he wants. Come here, baby." Sofia opened her arms. "Baby can I hold you? Is that alright with you?"

"Mom asks stupid questions sometimes." Sara gave Sofia Jonah and turned to see what Dorian was doing. He was cleaned up and wrapped up in a towel. She took him in her arms.

"Oh, he's so cute and small and so…beautiful. I'm so glad I've you." She kissed Jonah. "And you." She looked at Dorian."

"Do you have enough energy to hold them both?"

"Yes." Sofia moved Jonah in her left arm and Sara placed Dorian in the right arm. Both of her children in her arms. The most beautiful moment for a mother.

"That's a great picture. My wife with our two children." Sara got her camera and took some photos.

"Shall I take a photo of the four of you?" The nurse offered.

"Yes, please." Sara gave her the camera and went close to Sofia who wanted to give Jonah to Sara.

"Keep him, I'll take the three of you in my arms."

"I want a photo of you and the boys too."

"Later. I think Jonah needs a bath first and then they both need to rest. And so do you."

"I don't want them away from me."

"We'll bring them back to you, Sofia, no worries."

"Can't they stay here?"

"You need some time to rest and we need to check them to make sure they're as healthy as they look."

"Sara?"

"I'll be around, I'll be with you."

"Can't you go with them?"

"I'm afraid she can't." The midwife took Jonah in her arms. "But I promise I'll take care of them."

"My babies, I don't want them to be away." She held on to Dorian who had stopped crying. He had blue eyes and Sofia was sure he was looking at her.

"That's how the world looks from outside mom, Dorian. There's so much you have to explore and there are so many things mommy and me will show you. You need to be a strong boy and you need to be patient with your mothers. When we're too careful we don't think you can't do things we're just scared something might happen to you and…"

"Sofia? Don't give him the full program right now. Wait a few months, he won't do anything at the moment without our help."

"He'll leave me now."

"Only for a short time." Sara took Dorian. "Lay back and relax."

"I need a clean up too."

"You'll get it. And then you'll sleep."

"But the boys…"

"Will be alright."

"Will you talk to my parents?" Sofia's parents were in front of the delivery room. She didn't want them in, the only one she wanted here was Sara. It was the better to swear at your partner than your mother.

"Of course. Don't worry, relax. You did a perfect job with our kids."

"Did I break your hand?" Sofia knew she pressed Sara's hands hard a few times.

"I can still move it."

"Good. Give me a kiss before you leave me."

"I'm not leaving you, I'll be around."

"You'll be out of sight."

"But not away." Sara kissed Sofia. "Rest a little bit. I'll talk to your parents. Love you."

"I love you too. And the boys." Sofia smiled exhausted and relieved. Their children were born and she had given birth the natural way. She did a damn good job.