"I've just been tired more then anything, I'm mostly happy the morning sickness is over, that was horrid." Althea spoke from the bed, relaxing back into it as the midwife prepped her large bump, getting her ready for the scan. Gregor watched his wife, her golden blonde hair was pulled back of her face, she was wearing simple black leggings and a long white top, that covered her bottom. "It's quite normal to get tired Mrs Clegane, do not worry about it." The midwife said softly, causing Althea to nod her head before looking to the monitor.
"Are you ready?" The midwife asked softly, causing Althea to glance to Gregor, he nodded his head once before pushing himself to his feet, standing beside his wife. She slipped her hand into his and he squeezed it gently, watching as the midwife kept the monitor screen to herself, as she run the scanner over Althea's bump. She was silent for a long moment, her eyes fixed on the screen as she kept moving the scanner, looking for a heartbeat.
"Oh my," she said softly. Gregor felt Althea's hand clench around his in fear, he had felt his stomach drop, his heart was beating rapidly in his chest and he could feel the fear coming from his wife. Had something happened to their baby? "What is it?" Gregor asked nervously, glancing to his wife who had her eyes tightly shut, obviously trying to calm herself down. "There is a reason that your wife is large for twenty weeks and why her back is aching more then other pregnant women," the midwife told them, causing Gregor to inhale a deep breath. Althea had opened her eyes again, looking at Gregor nervously. "Why?" She finally asked, the fear showing in her voice.
"This is why," the midwife said softly before pushing the screen of the monitor around, so Gregor and Althea could see it. Gregor felt his eyes widen as his heart sped up in his chest, where there was meant to be one baby, there was two. One on the left and one on the right, they both looked to be a good size, though the one on the left was slightly bigger then the other. "Twins?" Gregor asked, his voice breaking off from the shock.
"Yes Mr Clegane, you're wife is pregnant with twins." The midwife told him softly, he felt a grin grace his lips as he looked down to his wife, who was looking at the screen in awe. They had been trying for one baby and the gods had granted them with two. "Would you like to know the genders?" The midwife asked softly, causing Althea to nod her head in excitement, a huge smile framing her lips.
"Well, they are both really healthy and are growing well. The one on the left is a little boy and the one on the right is a little girl." The midwife told them softly, causing Gregor to grin at the screen. A son and a daughter! He could feel the excitement rising in his chest, his stomach was fluttering and his heart was thudding. "When do you think they would be due?" Gregor finally asked, just wanting to know when his children would come into the world. The midwife grinned at them.
"Well, twins normally come early around thirty-eight weeks. So I would estimate early December, you will have your children home for Christmas." She said softly, Gregor felt his throat go dry and tears started to sting his eyes, the thought of having his children home for Christmas, filled his heart with joy. "I'm just going to print some pictures, how many would you like?" The midwife asked softly, causing Althea to grin at her from the bed.
"Five please," Althea said softly from the bed causing the midwife to nod her head before making her way to the machine. "Why five?" Gregor asked, frowning at his wife who grinned up at him. "One for me, one for you, one for Sandor and Sansa, one for my mum and one for your dad." She said softly, wiping the gel of her bump before Gregor helped her place herself back into a sitting position.
"Twins Gregor!" Althea said happily, grinning at her husband who pulled her from the bed, pulling her into a soft hug. "I know sweet cheeks, we prayed we would have one and the gods have granted us with two, have you thought of their full names?" Gregor finally asked his wife, watching her as she nodded.
"Kellan Renly Clegane," she said softly, causing Gregor to nod his head in agreement. Renly had died two months after there wedding, he had fallen asleep in his bath and drowned. "I like that name sweet cheeks, we will keep Renly's memory alive through our son," he said softly causing Althea to grin up at him sadly, "and for a girl?" Gregor continues, watching his wife.
"Perla Eileen-Sara Clegane," she said softly, Gregor felt his throat go dry and his stomach clench. "A..After my mom and sister..?" He asked weakly, his voice breaking off. Althea frowned at him and slowly nodded his head, "don't you like it?" She asked weakly, fearing she had said something wrong.
"No sweet cheeks, I love it."