Mac was sitting in the living room, watching over Adam and Jenny when Danny walked up to him and crawled onto the couch beside him.

"Hi Danny." Mac smiled.

"Hi Daddy. Daddy, can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What is it?" Mac wondered.

Danny looked up at Mac, and then looked over at his baby brother and baby sister. He looked deep in thought, and didn't even break his concentration when Aiden and Lindsay came screaming into the room, being chased by Don and Sheldon.

"What did you want to know, baby boy?" Mac asked again, running his fingers through his hair.

Danny looked up at him and smiled.

"I want you to tell me a story." He said.

"Okay… but you said you wanted to ask me something." Mac reminded him.

"I know, but I want you to tell me the answer like a story." Danny told him.

"Alright, I'll try. Now what's your question?"

Danny moved to sit in Mac's lap. Even though he was six years old, he still liked being cuddled and sat on his Daddy's lap any chance he could get. He got teased a lot at school for being short and scrawny and a Daddy's boy, but Danny didn't mind it. T just meant he got to spend lots f time with his Daddy, and that it was easier for his Daddy to pick him up and carry him around.

"Can you tell me the story of how everyone was born? Not everyone in the whole world, but Donnie and Sheldon and Aiden and me and Lindsay and the twins? Please?" He asked with big, blue eyes.

"Isn't that a Mommy question?" Mac asked.

"Is what a Mommy question?" Stella asked, plopping down on the couch beside Mac. Adam and Jenny ran to her as soon as they saw her, climbing into her lap and babbling off sentences about how much fun they were having playing with their blocks.

"Danny wants to know the story of their births." Mac said.

Stella smiled at him.

"Well, you can tell it. I'll just sit here and make sure you tell it right." She laughed.

Mac huffed, but nodded. He called over the rest of his children, and they sat on the couch. Might as well tell it once to all of them, instead of having to tell it seven times.

"Well, I guess we'll start with Donnie. Since he's the oldest." Mac said.

Don beamed and Mac ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, your mother and I had been married for two years when she told me she was pregnant with Don." Mac reminisced.

~Flashback~

"Mac, I need to tell you something." Stella said.

"What's that?"

"I'm pregnant." Stella blurted.

"Mac smiled.

"You're pregnant? Really? That's wonderful!" Mac exclaimed, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her passionately.

~End Flashback~

"Eww, Daddy. That's gross." Danny said, making a face.

Don frowned at him.

"Where do you think you came from, Danny?" He retorted.

Danny looked up at Mac, wide eyed. Mac shrugged.

"The stork didn't drop you off, Danny." He said.

Danny nodded, still confused. Kissing made a baby? He'd have to be careful who he kissed then, he didn't want to be a Daddy, not yet… probably not ever, babies were stinky and messy and they cried way too much.

"Where were you when I was born, Dad? Who was there?" Don asked.

"Well, I was working, and I got a call from Gamma Darla. She said that she took your Mom into the hospital. I was a huge wreck. I never had any experience with kids at all, so when I got there and you Mom told me that you were on the way, I was a little nervous and scared." Mac said.

Stella snorted.

"Mac, you weren't nervous. Kids, when your Dad found out that baby Don was going to be coming that day, he fainted. Fell right over and hit his head on the way down. That's why he has a scar on the back of his head." She pointed out.

"Right, well… I fainted, so what? Anyway, your Mom tried really, really hard to push Donnie out-"

"Out of where, Daddy?" Jenny asked.

"Um… Stell?" Mac asked.

"I'll tell you later, Jenny, okay?"

"'Kay Mommy." She decided.

"So what happened? You can't just stop there!" Don pleaded.

~Flashback~

"Okay, Stella, you need to push really hard okay? I can just see the head, but you need one good push." Bea said encouragingly.

Mac held her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"I can't! I can't do it, I'm too tired!" She cried.

"You can do it, Stella. I know you can. Come on, one more push, one more big one, then you can take a rest. C'mon, honey I know you can do it." He whispered in her ear.

Stella looked up at Mac, and saw nothing but love and complete adoration in his eyes. With a determined huff, Stella took in a huge breath and started to bear down, pushing as hard as she could.

"That's it, Stella! Good, good job. We've got the baby now, you can rest." Bea smiled.

"What do we have, Bea?" Stella asked tiredly.

"You've got yourselves a little boy." She said.

Mac smiled, and watched Bea hand the baby off to a nurse, who cleaned him up. He looked down at Stella and caught a tear in her eyes when she heard their baby cry for the first time.

"What are we going to name him?" He asked her.

"Hmmm… how about Mac Junior?" Stella asked.

"No way. I'm not cursing one of our children with my name. What about… what about Donald?" Mac suggested.

"Donald? We'd have to call him Don for short… Don. Donald Mackenzie Taylor. Little Donnie. I like it." She smiled at him.

"Mac, would you like to hold him? We've still got to deliver the afterbirth." Bea called, holding the baby out to him.

Mac looked down at Stella who nodded, and he took the baby into his arms. He had a black tuft of hair and chubby cheeks. Perfect. He looked so peaceful. Mac smiled and ran a finger down his cheek, and baby Donnie looked up at his Daddy with big green eyes.

"Hi there, Donnie. I'm your Daddy. Welcome to New York."

~End Flashback~

"What's an afterbirth?" Lindsay asked.

"It's when Mommy has another baby, the evil baby. It's a twin that's exactly like you, only evil." Danny told her.

Lindsay looked up at her Daddy with huge, watering eyes.

"Is it true Daddy?" She asked, voice wavering.

"No, that's not true. The afterbirth is what the baby uses to stay alive inside Mommy's tummy, since they can't breath air." Mac said.

"But, Mitchell at school told me that an afterbirth was an evil twin. He said his big sister told him, and she never lies to him." Danny pointed out.

"Honey, afterbirth isn't an evil twin, I promise." Stella said.

Danny sighed and nodded. His Mommy would never ever lie to him, so Mitchell's sister must have been lying. He'd have to tell him next time he saw him.

"So… you were gonna name me after you? Why didn't you?" Don asked.

"Well, I thought it would be confusing to have two Mac's around the house. I never liked my name as a kid anyway. Besides, you look more like a Don than a Mac." He smiled.

"That's because you only know me as Don." His son pointed out, rolling his eyes.

"What about me, Dad? I know I was adopted, how did that work out?" Sheldon interrupted.

"Well, when Don was a year old, he asked why he didn't have a little brother or sister, and that got the two of us thinking. We tried to have another baby, but we were really busy with work. Mom was stressed out a little because she had gotten a call from her Mom, asking if she could meet us. We couldn't have another little baby. So, one day about a year later, Mom and I were working a case, and we heard a baby crying. It was a beautiful little boy, wrapped in a blanket in the back of a closet. So we took him with us." Mac said.

~Flashback~

"Mr. and Mrs. Taylor?" Teresa called.

Mac and Stella walked into her office.

"How's the baby doing? Is he okay?" Stella asked.

"He's doing fine, thanks to you two. We're looking for a foster family to place him with until someone claims him, or wants to adopt him." She informed them.

Mac looked at Stella, who smiled at him. Together, they looked back at the social worker and smiled.

"We'd like to adopt him. We're both registered foster parents. We found him… we'd like to adopt him." Stella said.

"Are you sure? It'll be a lot of hard work." Teresa said.

"Trust us, we've got a little boy of our own at home. Nobody could be more of a handful then that little munchkin." Mac laughed.

"Well then, we'll start the process. He'll be placed in your care while we work on getting all the papers in order." She told the couple.

"Thank you. Does he have a name?" Stella asked.

"Well, we didn't find anything on missing persons… we've just taken to calling him Sheldon." She said.

~End Flashback~

"And about… six months later, you were finally ours." Stella smiled.

"So, you didn't name me Sheldon? What would you have named me?" He asked.

"We had thought about changing your name to Alex, but you responded better to Sheldon. You picked your own name." Mac grinned.

Sheldon sat back and grinned. He liked that story.

"Me next, Dad." Aiden grinned.

"Okay, you next. Well, Shel was two and Donnie was five. We hadn't planned on having any more kids, but well, you just kind of snuck up on us." Mac grinned.

~Flashback~

It had been the longest four weeks in the history of the CSU, and Mac was dead on his feet. He hadn't been home in what felt like ages, trying to get as much done as possible before the Christmas season. Stella brought the boys by to see him as often as she could, and hated the fact that he was always sending her home.

"The boys need their father, Mac. I need you too. It get's awfully lonely at night." Stella sighed.

Mac smiled at her and pulled her into his arms.

"I know, but we're back logged. And it's easier for me to send you home than send myself home, and have even more to do when I get back." He explained.

"I miss you, Mac. I haven't gotten laid in a month, and I'm aching for you." She moaned.

Mac bit his lip, and looked around. Nobody was here.

"There's a supply closet… if you're into a quickie." Mac suggested.

Stella snorted.

"We haven't had a quickie since before Don. It would be nice to see if anything's changed in there." She said slyly.

*

Four months later, Stella had come to Mac and told her that she was pregnant again. He frowned. They'd used protection every time. They had been careful!

"You forgot our little quickie in the supply closet." Stella pointed out.

"Oh yeah. In the heat of the moment, it kind of slipped by me. I… this wasn't planned. Can we take care of another kid, Stella?" Mac asked.

"I think so. I definitely think so. We can do this, Mac." Stella said confidently.

"We're going to need a bigger apartment." Mac sighed, smiling.

~End Flashback~

Of course, Mac had left out the whole 'quickie at work' thing, just sticking with the 'you were made form love' story. But it was true. Aiden was their surprise baby, their first little girl.

"You didn't want me at first?" Aiden asked, lower lip trembling.

"No, sweetie. I always wanted you. I was just surprised. Like I said, you snuck up on us, and we didn't have enough room for you. But I've always wanted you, always loved you." Mac said.

Aiden nodded, and leaned against his side.

"When you were born, sweetie, you didn't even wait for Bea to get there to deliver you. If there had been any traffic, you probably would have been born right there in the car." Stella told her.

Aiden laughed.

"Then what? How did it happen?" She asked.

~Flashback~

"Mac! Mac the baby's coming now!" Stella yelled.

"But Bea isn't here yet! Who's supposed to deliver?" Mac asked.

"I'll run and get Bea." A nurse said, leaving Mac alone with his wife.

"Honey… are you sure the baby's coming now?" Mac asked

"Yes I'm sure! If you don't believe me, look for yourself!" She practically shouted.

Mac gulped, but did as she said. Sure enough, He could see the crown of the babies' head.

"Impatient little thing." He muttered.

"Mac… Mac's I've got to push, I can't help it." She warned him.

Mac looked up at Stella, and caught her eye. He smiled at her, and nodded in encouragement.

"Okay, Stella. Push. We'll have to deliver this baby with just us." Mac said.

A few more pushes, and Mac was holding his daughter, a gorgeous little girl who stared right at him, not making a sound. Mac grabbed a blanket and did what he had seen Bea do to Don when he was born, and he cleared her mouth and nose. Still, she made no sounds, just stared up at him. He cut the umbilical cord and held her close to him.

"Hey there, sweetheart. I think the first thing we're going to have to teach you is how to be patient. Yeah, I think so… Aiden. My little fire." He smiled at her.

~End Flashback~

"So, you delivered me? Wow." Aiden smiled, wide eyed.

"I did. And you didn't make a single sound. Not until Bea came in and wanted to run some tests, just to make sure that you were completely healthy. You screamed and screamed, and when they placed you back in my arms, you stopped." Mac said.

"You would always stop crying if your Dad was holding you. I used to think you preferred him to me, but when you said 'Mommy' before 'Daddy' I knew it was okay." Stella grinned.

"Wow. That's so cool. I bet nobody else at school had their Daddy deliver them." She said proudly.

"And I bet nobody else at school has a daughter as smart as you. You were walking by the time you were seven months, and talking up a storm at a year old. Toilet training was a breeze, unlike Donnie. We just sat you down once and you never used a diaper again." Mac said.

"What about me, was I easy to potty train?" Sheldon asked.

"Not as easy as Aiden, but easier than Don. Everyone was easier than Don." Stella laughed.

Don frowned.

"Yup. The only way we could even get him to consider sitting on the potty was if we gave him a banana first." Mac teased, telling only the truth.

"Geeze, I didn't know this was going to be so embarrassing." He muttered.

Mac pulled him to his side and kissed the top of his head.

"Don't worry, you got a lot easier to deal with. And you were always a wonderful big brother, taking care of the new babies, letting us know if they were crying." Mac said.

"Daddy, what about me? Tell me about me as a baby." Danny asked, grinning from ear to ear.

Mac smiled down at Danny, ruffling his hair.

"Okay, baby boy. Well, you, we had planned for. Mommy wanted another little boy, and so did I. I already told you about how you got your name, and we needed a little boy to call Danny. So, we tried and tried and finally, Mommy got pregnant with you." Mac said.

~Flashback~

"Daddy, Daddy! Come quick!" Don yelled, running towards Mac.

Mac frowned, and finished dressing Aiden before putting her back down on the floor. She grinned up at Mac, and said "Thank you Daddy!" before running off to play with Sheldon.

"What's wrong, Donnie?" Mac asked.

"Mommy's in pain! She says she thinks the baby is coming!" He said excitedly.

Mac smiled at him as calmly as he could, and followed Don down into the bedroom. Stella lay on the bed, holding her stomach and frowning in pain.

"Stella? Don said you think the baby might be coming?" He said.

"Mmhmm… I think we should get going now, just in case this kid is anything like Aiden was." She said.

*

They got to the hospital, and waited and waited and waited. Stella had been in labor for almost ten hours and still the baby hadn't been born. Mac sat beside Stella in a chair, and waited until Bea came in.

"How're you doing, Stella?" She asked.

"I want this kid out, now." He pouted.

"Well, that's why I'm here. Pushing hasn't worked… so we're going to try a C-Section, if that's okay with you."

"Sounds good."

*

Mac sat beside Stella's head, wearing scrubs and rubbing her forehead. He could hear a shrill crying, and sat up, looking at Bea, who held a beautiful baby boy.

"Do you have a name picked out?" She asked.

"Yes. His name is Danny." Stella called.

"Welcome to the world, little Danny Taylor." Bea smiled.

~End Flashback~

"They had to cut Mommy open to get me out?" Danny asked, wide eyed.

"They did. But, the stitched her up perfectly. She barely even has a scar." Mac said.

Danny turned to Stella.

"Can I see it?" He asked.

"Sure. Just a second." Stella said.

She shifted the twin on her lap and lifted her shirt, pulling on the edge of her pants, showing a very faint white scar. Danny reached his hand forward and touched the scar, looking at his Mom.

"Did it hurt?" He asked.

"No, not really." She said.

Danny nodded, and sat back in Mac's lap. He looked up at him and smiled.

"So… was I like Aiden? Did I do things fast?" He asked.

Mac chuckled, rubbing Danny's cheek.

"Actually no. You didn't want to learn how to walk, you preferred to be held. You probably wouldn't have started to talk if you Mommy hadn't insisted on it. And, as soon as you learned how to say Daddy, you were always calling for me, even when I wasn't home." Mac said.

Danny grinned and wrapped his arms around Mac, hugging him tightly.

"That's because I love you, Daddy, and because I'm your baby boy." He grinned.

Mac smiled at him.

"That's right, baby." He smiled.

"What about me? How was I born?" Lindsay piped up.

Mac smiled at her and ran his hand over her head.

"You were born more like Aiden. Very quickly. We got to the hospital, but you waited for Bea where Aiden didn't.

~Flashback~

"Okay, one more push, Stella. One more push, and then you're done." Bea smiled encouragingly.

Stella gave one final push, and out came the baby, wailing in a way that sounded almost as though she was singing. After Mac cut the cord, Bea handed her off to a nurse who weighed her and made sure that everything was fine. When they were done, they handed the baby to Stella for a feeding.

"Hi there precious girl." She cooed.

Mac smiled down at the two. The baby girl was very cute and, even while being fed, she still sounded like she was humming.

"So, are we going with Lindsay?" Mac asked.

"Definitely Lindsay. She looks like a Lindsay." Stella smiled.

Mac leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Hi Lindsay." He whispered.

~End Flashback~

"So I was singing?" Lindsay asked, giggling.

"That's what it sounded like." Mac said.

He looked over at Stella, who was smiling, stroking Lindsay's hair.

"Us, Daddy. What about us?" Jenny asked.

"You two were a huge surprise. First, Mommy told me she was pregnant. And then, about six months later, she told me that she was having two babies! Mommy had to go to the hospital on the night of Lindsay's birthday. And the next day, after being in the hospital for a long time, the two of you were born. Gampa Sid and Gamma Darla brought all of your brothers and sisters to the hospital to meet you. Lindsay picked out your name, Jenny. And Adam, we picked your name. You're named after your great-great grandfather." Mac explained.

Adam giggled and clambered over Lindsay and Danny to sit on Mac's lap, playing with his fingers.

"Were we good babies?" He asked.

"Very good. The two of you rarely cried. You were always happy, especially if you were just in your crib chatting with each other." Mac said.

Jenny gave a huge yawn, and Stella stood up with her in her arms.

"I'm going to put the twins to bed. Come on, Adam." Stella said.

Adam raised his arms to Stella, who picked him up and rested him on her other hip.

"I'll come to, Mommy." Lindsay said, hopping off of the couch.

Aiden eyed Don and grabbed the toy that was in his hand, running off with it.

"Aiden! Come back here!" He yelled charging after her, Sheldon in toe, making sure they didn't hurt one another. Always the doctor.

"Thank you Daddy." Danny grinned.

"Your welcome, baby boy. You should probably go to bed too." Mac said.

"I think I'll stay here with you for a little while longer, if that's okay."

"Sure thing, kiddo." Mac agreed.

Danny smiled and wormed his way into the corner of Mac's arms. Snuggling close to his Daddy, Danny listened to him softly sing something about a Christmas list for grownups. His last thought before going to sleep was how much he loved his family.

END