Two Hearts Beat As One: Chapter 4
"I-I'm sorry? What did you just say?" Emma was flabbergasted. "Uhm, did you say twins?" she said as if not believing her own ears, her voice rising an octave higher. She looked at Will to gauge his reaction at the news.
He tried to remain impassive, but Emma thought she saw a flicker of triumph in his eyes. He desperately wants to have a baby, correction, babies! Twins! That means double of everything, double the crying, double the mess, double the madness! Can we afford to have twins? Can we take care of them as we should? Will we get enough sleep? Will we sleep at all? Her mind was running wild, and she never felt so out of control as this moment now.
"Yes, I said twins," the doctor answered, a little rattled by her reaction. "See those two darker ovals on the screen? Those are your babies. You're going to have fraternal twins!"
"Wow!" Will finally found his tongue. "Fraternal twins! At least we won't have any trouble telling them apart, Em!" he said with a chuckle, not able to contain his elation any longer, because, clearly, he was beside himself with joy. Her heart melted when she saw him this thrilled and happy.
"Would you like a picture of your twins, Mom and Dad?"
"Yes!" they both said together, Emma finally smiling at Will and Will grinning from ear to ear.
"Can we have at least five copies of that? We haven't told our parents yet, and I'm sure they'll want to see pictures of the twins," said Will excitedly.
"Sure, sure! First time parents, huh?" Dr. Anderberry chuckled, "I think we're done here. I'll schedule your next check up, then you can go."
After being prescribed prenatal multivitamins and given some instructions, Will and Emma made their way back to the car. Before getting in, they shared a sweet kiss, words failing them yet again. Will gently caressed Emma's belly when they parted, and Emma copied his actions, placing her hand over his, over their unborn children. All they could do was smile at each other afterwards. They remained silent on the ride home, Will concentrating harder on the road as he was doubly happy now, and Emma, preoccupied with a lot of things on her mind. Will was aware of it, but decided it was easier to talk about things when they got home.
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Emma collapsed dramatically on the couch when they arrived home, a heavy sigh escaping her lips.
"Tired from the ordeal you just went through, honey?" Will said, joining her on the couch and wrapping her in his arms. Emma turned to face him and kissed him languidly on the lips.
"You can say that again!" she said when they parted.
He pecked at her lips one more time before saying, "I know there's a lot on your mind right now. If you're ready to talk, I'm here to listen, okay?"
"Thanks, Will, but right now, I just want to have a little nap."
"Then let's get you to bed," he said, surprising her by lifting her off the couch in a swift movement before she could protest.
"Whoa! Take it easy Will," she giggled as she was being carried to the master bedroom in bridal style, enjoying his playful mood. "You wouldn't want to hurt the babies now, would you?"
"My babies!" he said delightedly, letting her down gently on the bed and stroking the nonexistent bump on her lower abdomen gently and lovingly. "Twins!"
"So, are you happy about it?" she teased him, nudging him on the ribs. "And they're our babies, not just yours. I'm so happy that we'll get two additions to our family . . . but . . . I'm scared, too, Will," she finally confessed to him.
"Our babies then!" he continued on a serious note, "Yeah, I know, Em, but I want us to take it one day at a time. I admit I feel even more protective of you now that I know we're having twins. And I know it's only been two hours since I learned we're having two little ones, but I feel like I've spent days worrying about your welfare! Come to think of it, it is a bit scary," he shook his head.
"I guess being a parent changes you. Trust me, I can relate. My mind has been on overdrive ever since I found out I was pregnant, and it has only been three days!" she nodded her head in agreement to everything he said.
"What are you most worried about, Em? Please tell me. I want to help in whatever way I can," he looked deeply in her eyes as they lay together on the bed, and she felt his sincerity and love through his gaze.
"I honestly don't know, Will," she admitted. "Maybe I'm just scared of the changes the babies will bring to our lives."
"Whatever those changes will be, I'm sure we can handle them together, whether they will be messes or finances, we'll manage, I'm positive about it," he reassured her. "I'll even change all their diapers if I have to," he added as an afterthought.
"Thanks, Will. You always know what to say to make me feel better."
"Don't I get a reward for that?" he jokingly asked.
"Whatever are you thinking about?" she said while watching his lips, her own moving closer to them.
"I don't know, maybe some Afternoon Delight?" he said hopefully.
"That's a great idea!" Emma said while getting up from the bed.
"Hey, where are you going?" Will asked, confused.
"Making you some Afternoon Delight. Afternoon Delight is a dessert, it's made with coconut and pineapple, and marshmallow fluff," she said teasingly.
"Is it?" he laughed, remembering the first time he heard those words. It's funny how we can joke about it now, it used to be such a big issue before.
"No, not really," she said, coming back to the bed and laughing alongside him. She gave him a passionate kiss which took his breath away and they gave in to their desires.
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Will woke up hours later in the dark. It took him a moment to register in his brain what time it was. Is it early morning? Slowly, it dawned on him what happened a few hours earlier. He smiled, trying to reach for Emma, but found air where she was supposed to be. He quickly got out of bed, put on his boxers, and tried to find her. He heard muffled sobs in the living room so he moved in that direction. What he found was not a pretty sight.
Emma was huddled on one end of the sofa, hugging her knees to herself, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Hey, hey, it's okay! I'm right here," Will dashed to her side, wrapping her in his warm embrace. "What's wrong, honey?" he asked while keeping a tight hold on her and kissing her forehead.
"Wi-ill, I had a nightmare," she said in between sobs. "The babies . . . I dreamt we lost the babies!" she wailed. "It was so real."
"Hush now, we just came from the doctor's and everything checked out fine. It was only a dream, Em, nothing to worry about. It's not real," he comforted her, rubbing her back in a soothing manner.
"But what if it happens, Will? I don't think I'll survive it!" she cried into his chest.
Will decided to let her cry it out, let it all out, so for several minutes, he continued to hold her and kiss her hair.
"Hush, Emma, don't talk about things like that," he finally said. "Like I said earlier, let's take it one day at a time. Right now, there is nothing to worry about, the babies are completely all right, and so are we."
"I'm so sorry for freaking out, Will, I couldn't help it."
"There's no need to apologize. Are you feeling better now?" She nodded slowly and he added, "How about some dinner? I'll make you something with cheese if you like."
"Okay, but I think we should have something healthy, for the babies," she said with a small smile, calming down a bit. They made their way to the kitchen, holding hands. "Honey, you should be replacing Jamie Oliver on his shows."
"Huh? Why is that?" Will asked, perplexed.
"Because you're the real Naked Chef!" she giggled.
"Very funny," he said, relieved that a full-blown panic attack was avoided.
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The next day was very busy for the Schuesters as they decided to tell everyone they loved about the twins on the way. The telephone calls to and from well-wishers were endless, but they bore everything graciously. The most ecstatic well-wishers had to be the would-be grandparents, of course. Will was an only child and news of grandchildren made his parents so happy that they offered to host the baby shower, which wouldn't be happening in a few months. Emma's parents already had grandchildren from his brother, but they were just as ecstatic, her dad even choking on tears while saying that his baby was going to have babies, with her mom sniffling in the background.
"It seems like everyone we call spreads to news to the others faster than both of us, Will. Every time we hang up, someone else calls to congratulate us!"
"I know! Even all the Glee kids, past and present, are all accounted for," he agreed. "Maybe we should disconnect the phone for a while, and maybe turn off our cell phones, too."
"No, let's just endure this, it's not everyday that we get to announce, or confirm, that we're having twins!" she said cheerfully.
"That's the spirit, honey!" Will said as the phone began to ring again.
"Uhm, honey, you might want to get that," Emma said innocently.
"Fine," Will rolled his eyes at her and answered the phone for the umpteenth time.
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A week later, after their two-year anniversary dinner, Will presented Emma with another ladybug onesie, the exactly the same as the one he got her the first time they found out she was pregnant. That made her eyes well with tears of joy. He got it days ago while he mailed the ultrasound pictures to their parents, with specific instructions that they had to be priority mail.
They had agreed not to give each other presents this year, having the twins a great present to each other already, but Will couldn't hold true to what they agreed on, and Emma wasn't complaining. They lovingly placed the onesie beside the other one they already had in the top drawer of their dresser.
When they slipped under the covers that night, Will took the photo of the twins from the bedside table and they both looked at it lovingly.
"I can't wait to meet them, Em!" he told her while hugging her with one arm.
"Me, too! I wonder what they will look like, and I wonder if they'll be boys or girls, or a boy and a girl," she sighed happily into his chest.
"Well, it's going to be months until we find out for sure, but I can honestly say I really don't mind what sex they will be . . ."
"As long as they're healthy," Emma finished for him.
"Exactly!" Will beamed at her. "Good night, babies!" he said, returning the photo on the bedside table then kissing her abdomen. "It's way past your bedtime, but not for your Mommy and me. Hopefully, we will be up for a while."
"Are you sure about that, Daddy?" Emma asked, giggling.
"Oh yes, most definitely!" Will said, and with that, he kissed her with all the passion he could muster and with every fiber of his being.
No other words were said during that night, apart from the I love you's they exchanged after they experienced their moment of ecstasy together. Both slept soundly after that, secure in the comfort and love they have found with each other.
AN: Thank you for reading everyone. Please review, I'd like to know what you think about my story.