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Wednesday Addams could only hold one person responsible for this; herself. She, for all she was an Addams, was only capable of handling the pain she readily inflicted on herself. This was pain like she had never thought existed. This was the agony she had dreamed about. The realities of it differed greatly from the expectations. The snow gathered in the corners of the windows as she stared out into the bleak night in a vain attempt to distract herself from the clenching agony taking place in her small, traumatised body. It had been Lucas's only request; that she come to a hospital. And at Christmas of all occasions. She knew her mother, quiet and serene, would be nursing her frantic father in a waiting room somewhere down the corridor. She wished she had never met him in the first place. Wished she had never thought to have a child. Wished she had never said yes to his marriage proposal. Wished she had never had those ludicrous maternal twinges. She wished a lot of things in these moments.
Lucas held her hand tightly and chanted that ridiculous breathing method he had no-doubt picked up from some melodramatic television show. She did not have the breath to tell him that all of her energy was focused on doing the job at hand and that breathing was only a secondary option.
Her mother had enjoyed this? But then again her mother had a torture threshold that Wednesday could never dream of aspiring to. This was something so entirely different though that she barely believed it was possible….
Relief came, eventually. And her exhaustion was absolute. She had not uttered a word, not broken sweat – but she was blinded with fatigue. And the doctor, so white and clinical that she was near to vomiting, proffered two swaddled bundles. She immediately ordered Lucas to rid her children of the pastels in which they had been so un-thoughtfully wrapped and wrap them in a sensible, comfortable gray woolen blanket. They stared at her with saucer eyes.
"Well done, Wednsday."
She allowed herself a moment of satisfaction as she stared down at the little bundles, held tightly in the crook of both arms. She was overcome by a tender, frightening need to love them forever and was woefully overwhelmed by the notion that all of that agony had been worth it for them. She looked up at her husband and he smiled back at her. She could see pride etched all over his face. He bent to kiss her gently on the lips and she thought of how the only thing in the world that she felt for this man was love.
"You did so well," Lucas touched her face gently and she did not shy away.
For what seemed like forever, they studied the small bodies that moved every so often in their arms, until Lucas left to tell her parent's. One, a girl, dark and pale like her mother and grandmother but round faced and with a mouth that turned up at the corners. The boy, olive skinned and darker, with low-lidded eyes and pink lips. All in all, Wednesday thought quietly to herself, they were the most amazing looking creatures she had ever laid eyes on.
The door to the room opened quietly and her mother and father entered. She could see that her father had she a tear or two but was holding up remarkably well, considering that she was sure he counted this amongst his worst nightmares.
"Congratulations my darlings," her mother whispered, "But congratulations, in particular, to you Wednesday."
"Brava, paloma," Gomez laughed slightly as he stared at the two children in her arms. He pointed at the boy, "Looks exactly like me."
"Poor boy," Wednesday muttered, "Where's Pugs?"
"In the waiting room," Morticia answered, her voice quiet and measured.
Wednesday looked down at her children, "Wait to you see the things your uncle and I will teach you…you will have so much fun. You're lucky to have each other. What day is it?"
"Friday," Lucas answered, a knowing smile crossing his features, "The 13th."
"Welcome to the world my two turtle doves…."
A demonic smile crossed Wednesday's features and the children let up a wail. Her two turtle doves were truly the most wonderful Christmas gifts ever.