Ahsen

I sat in my room trying to breathe as the world seemed to warp around me. Govert had gone to get me water, but my head was swimming. I wasn't sure I was truly ready for this baby. I loved Govert, and I knew I was going to be with him for the rest of my life, but I just couldn't see myself with a baby. And now it wasn't even just with a baby. It was with two babies. I just didn't know what to do. Suddenly the door burst open and a man I knew well strode in, his red hair flying behind him.

"TWINS?!" He squeeled. "Oh this is wonderful! I'm the godmother, of course, and these children will be spoiled rotten! Oh I bet they'll look stunning in red." I laughed, because this was typical Grell. He never even asked if he could be the godmother, but I didn't mind. I'm honored he would want to.

"Grell, don't get carried away," Govert said coming in and handing me a glass of water.

"I'm just so jealous. Granted, I don't see myself as the settling in to build a family, but still. The fact that you can have a family…" Grell pouted.

I put my hand on his shoulder. "But you're so happy with Claude. Besides, you have a family. We are all like a family."

"It's true, Claude and I are very happy together, and I am grateful for that. You have no idea how many men I went through, trying so hard to win their affections, before I finally found Claude. I don't know what I'd do without him."

I smiled and looked up at Govert. "I know how you feel, Grell."

He grinned back at me, and then pounced on me with a hug. "I'm just so happy for you two. Gosh, I need to go shopping! Do you know the genders? Oh, who cares. Red is good on everything. Don't you agree?"

It wasn't a question so much as a statement. Grell got like this when he went on his tangents, and it was best to let him go. He left the room still mumbling about onesies in different shades of scarlet and maroon.

"He is something." Govert said laughing, and sitting next to me on the bed.

"Yeah, but he means well. And he'll be a wonderful godmother to our children."

"Yeah. And stop stressing. You're going to be a wonderful mother. I promise."

I just looked down and leaned into him. "As long as you're by my side, I can do anything. I know that. I'm just nervous."

"And that's normal. But we have a few months still before we have to worry about that. Right now, I'm just worried about you. Stress isn't good for you right now."

"I know. And I'm trying to relax, but it's hard. It's really hard. Especially when they drop a bomb like twins on me. As if one baby wasn't stressful enough. We're going to have to move."

"Why would we have to move? Nobody here wants us to leave, and they've all volunteered to help out with the babies. Stop stressing about everything." He rubbed my back, and I finally began to relax. I shifted to lay down because it was 9:00 at night and I was tired. Govert laid next to me, and I curled into him.

It was then that the babies began shifting, and I groaned.

"I'm tired. Let me sleep, you two." I said to my bloated stomach.

I felt Govert chuckle behind me. He draped an arm around me, and he fell asleep. I sat there staring into the darkness as the rhythm of his breathing lulled me to sleep.