I think it's high time for a cutefest. Enjoy! ^_^

Two Hearts Beat As One: Chapter 11

It was the morning of New Year's Eve and cooing noises could be heard in Emma Schuester's hospital room. The sound did not come from babies, though, as one might expect. It came from one Will Schuester. The happy family was all bunched up on Emma's bed, the proud parents blissfully cuddling their newborns. Will was reduced to baby talk and Emma was giggling by his side. The whole scene was adorable to watch.

"Will, no baby talk, please," said Emma jokingly. "I want our babies to understand and speak proper English as soon as they are capable of it."

"Oh, c'mon, Em. They are only a few days old," he said, looking at his daughter in his arms to his son in Emma's.

"Fine!"

Will continued with his antics and Emma joined him. He raised his eyebrows at her but she just rolled her eyes and gave him a sweet kiss. He smiled widely at her after that.

"You want to switch babies now?"

"Okay!"

"Hello, my little cutie pie!" Will said to his son, "Who is so adorable? You are!" David opened his eyes at that point and stared at his father curiously.

"He's got your eyes, Will, well, at least their shape. Both of them still have grayish eyes. I wonder what color they will be in the future."

"That he has. Baby Alex has got your Bambi eyes, though. They are really pretty. I think she's going to be a ginger, too. What very little hair she has has an auburn shade. I guess your parents will be happy about that," he said the last sentence with a laugh and kissed her cheek.

She laughed with him. It had become an inside joke between them that her parents were ginger supremacists since that fateful night when Will met her parents for the first time. Rusty and Rose Pillsbury had mellowed down with their ginger talk, but occasionally, they relapsed.

"It could still be brown like yours, we won't know for sure until a few months' time. Honestly, I want the babies' hair color to be anything other than red. It would be like defying my parents."

"Ooh, why so rebellious today, Mrs. Schuester? I like it!" This time, he gave her a long kiss on the lips.

"Didn't you know that I have always been a rebel, General Schuester?" she joked.

Will laughed loudly, startling the babies, who squirmed in their parents' arms.

"Sorry, babies," said Will, giving each of his twins a kiss on the forehead. "Where is Dr. Anderberry? Doesn't she know that the twins really want to go home."

It had been four days since the twins were born and it was New Year's Eve. The little family was alone today, but that had not been the case for the past three days. They had been bombarded with visitors, friends and family from Lima and beyond. Both sets of grandparents had seen the twins as the weather cooperated, the snow storms only now a distant memory. They had been so happy to see the babies, each claiming that one or the other looked like himself or herself. Some of the Glee kids were able to visit them. Shannon managed to drag Sue along with her when she visited them two days ago. Will and Sue had a temporary truce in the spirit of Christmas, Sue even commenting that the babies were cute and did not appear to be little golden marmosets.

Emma looked fondly at her twins, caressing and kissing their cheeks. They were very healthy for preemies and had only spent 24 hours in the NICU. They had been rooming in with her and Will, and both of them had sort of established a routine in caring for the twins, taking turns in feeding them and changing their diapers. Emma needed to don a mask and a pair of gloves for the task, but she did such a good job of it, without gagging, that Will was so proud of her. She considered being able to change diapers quite an achievement. They were a little sleep deprived, but they did not mind because they regarded every moment spent with the twins as precious.

Dr. Anderberry finally appeared at 9:30 in the morning while making her morning rounds. She said that everything looked good and gave Emma the all clear. She and the twins were free to go home.

As Will packed their belongings, Emma busied herself with changing the twins into their going-home outfits and securing them in their car seats. She was singing a lullaby sweetly to them and the babies responded to her voice by flailing their arms and legs in the air. Will found the scene very heartwarming that he stopped doing his task and hugged Emma from behind, looking at their children with his chin on her shoulder. She smiled and kissed his cheek softly.

"They look so cute in their matching ladybug onesies, Em."

"I'm glad they fit perfectly, Will. Let's take a picture of them, they are too adorable!"

After another picture-taking session with the twins, they swaddled them warmly in baby blankets to fight the winter chill outside.

"We're going home!" said Emma, her eyes twinkling.

xxxxx

"I'm surprised there isn't actually a welcoming committee waiting for us over here. I was half expecting another surprise party like the baby shower the Glee kids and our families threw for us," said Will as he carefully set down both carriers with the babies in them on the couch in the living room before sitting down beside his children.

"They actually paid attention to what we wanted, that's a surprise," said Emma, settling down beside Will and peering at their children. "They look like angels, Will."

"And they're asleep, that's good. What say we get them to the nursery, sound good? I think we could do well with a little sleep, too."

"Yes," said Emma, moving to lift one of the carriers from the couch.

"I'll carry them, honey. You're not supposed to lift heavy objects yet, have you forgotten?"

"They are not so heavy, dear. Besides, my incision is healing well."

"I'll take none of that, Em. We have to be careful, we don't want you back in the hospital," he said, lifting the two carriers easily and moving to the stairs. "And leave the bags, I'll come back for them. I do, however, need someone to open the nursery door for me."

"Okay, okay."

When Emma opened the door, they were met with a huge banner on the opposite wall. It said, "Welcome home, Baby David and Baby Alexandra!" Balloons were tied to the cribs and additional stuffed animals were sitting on the love seat. They noticed a platter of fruits, cheese, and toast on the ottoman, as well as bottle of sparkling cider. There was a huge card there, too. It was larger than a legal size folder.

"I guess we were wrong, they do have a surprise for us."

"Did someone break into our house?" Will chuckled as he put the carriers on the love seat. "I can't remember ever loaning our house key to anyone."

Emma looked over her still sleeping babies then picked up the card. It was filled with well wishes from their family and friends. A copy of their house key was also taped to it, which she showed to Will.

"Aww, they are so sweet, Will! Apparently, it was Puck who 'borrowed' your house key when you left it lying around in our hospital room. He had a copy made; he swears it was the only copy made. It also says here that Blaine and Rachel were the ones who sneaked in here earlier today to decorate and make us breakfast. Majority of everyone we know has signed this card."

"I love this surprise."

"I do, too." She turned to the cribs and her heart melted at what she saw. "Aww! Now, whose brilliant idea is this?"

Will blushed a little, a hint of pink coloring his cheeks. "Mine, actually. It was meant as a surprise for you."

In each of the cribs was another stuffed toy. The one nearer the window, their son's, had a Cookie Monster toy sitting on a baby pillow. Their daughter's crib had an Elmo toy in it.

"Elmo always reminds me of you, Em, ever since Sue called you that during one Christmas. It's probably because Elmo is a ginger like you, and I'm thinking, like Alex. I don't think David is going to be a ginger, so I bought him Cookie Monster instead. Cookie Monster reminds me of myself because I love cookies, and since David looks so much like me even though he is only a few days old, I thought it was fitting to get him a Cookie Monster toy."

"I love them, Will. I think the babies love them, too. It's a great welcome home present for them," said Emma, moving to where Will was and giving him a long, sweet kiss.

However, before the kiss ended, they were interrupted by a cry from one of the babies.

"It looks like someone's hungry."

"Ooh, don't worry, Alex, Mommy's here," said Emma, taking the baby in her arms. She quieted a bit but did not stop squirming. David continued to snooze in his carrier. "I think the babies will be having their breakfast before us, Will."

"More like second breakfast!" he joked.

"You and your Lord of the Rings jokes," she chuckled. She started to breastfeed Alex, cooing at her while the baby was feeding.

Will gazed in awe at Emma and their daughter. He never thought she would be comfortable breastfeeding, but she proved him wrong. She was even brave enough to use a breast pump. She had settled into her new role as a mother quite well. The sight before him made him love her even more, if that was possible.

After a while, he took his son in his arms and gingerly sat on one corner of the ottoman facing his girls. David did look so much like him. Watching his son in his arms and his daughter in her mother's, then Emma, he wondered how one person could love so much. He loved them all so much.

"You're next, buddy," he told David and kissed his cheek. "David is such a quiet baby, Em. He's a good boy."

"Alex isn't half as bad, Will. She's just good at communicating her needs. She quiets down easily, especially when you sing to them. She's a good girl." To Alex, she said, "That's you done, sweetie." She gave her a kiss after making her burp before putting her in her carrier.

Will handed David to her and got Alex out of her carrier. "She is a good girl. You're right, she's just more vocal." He kissed her forehead. "I'm amazed at how she looks just like you. I think we won the lottery all over again, Em. Our boy looks like me and our girl looks like you. We have mini-me's! What are the odds of that happening?"

"I'm guessing you're happy about that," she said, smiling. "We're not 100% sure about them looking like us, though, they are only four days old." He pouted when she said that, using his puppy dog eyes on her. "But they are bound to resemble us, I mean, we are their parents," she added. He smiled back. After a few minutes, she said, "David's finished, we should tuck them in their cribs."

They placed their little ones in their respective cribs, transferring the balloons, pillows, and Elmo and Cookie Monster on the rocking chair in one corner of the room. Finally, they started on their breakfast, sharing kisses and sleepy smiles.

"You have some sleep now, Em," said Will when they finished eating. "I'm going to take care of this first, and don't worry about a thing, I'll take the baby monitor in the kitchen. I'll join you later."

"Thanks, Daddy! I think I'll have a shower first before I go to sleep," she yawned, then gave him a small peck on the lips.

"No problem, Mommy. You go do that."

Twenty minutes later, Will found his wife on their bed, newly showered and sleeping soundly. He gave her the lightest of kisses on her forehead before he showered. Ten minutes later, he joined her in bed. She instinctively turned to his side of the bed to burrow into his chest while still sound asleep. He kissed the top of her head and drifted off himself.

xxxxx

Ten minutes to midnight, and New Year's Day, found both Will and Emma by the nursery casement windows, gazing into the night sky. The babies have just been fed and tucked in the crib, oblivious of the special day just minutes away.

"Em, I have a surprise for you."

"What? Will this day of surprises never end? I'm not complaining, though. What is it?" she asked, standing on her toes to kiss his chin.

"Open your locket."

Emma glanced down on her chest to find the heart-shaped locket Will had given her for Christmas on its usual place. She gave him a bemused smile and opened it carefully. In the dim light of the nursery, she caught sight of two additional pictures joining her own and Will's. The locket was complete.

"It's lovely, Will," she said a little tearfully, leaning up to him to give him a kiss on the cheek. "I never noticed when you put the pictures in. When did you do it?"

"I have my secret ways," he teased.

She laughed. "You mean like that time you supposedly went to the bathroom when we had that dinner at a pizza place months ago but instead bought the ladybug onesie for the baby?"

"How did you know?" asked Will, a little surprised.

"I have my secret ways," Emma retorted, giving him a wink.

He laughed at that and gave her a kiss on the tip of her nose. "Well, if you must know, I did it this afternoon when you had another power nap. The babies cooperated by keeping quiet and being cute when I took the pictures. Those pictures are new, you know," he said proudly.

"They certainly look adorable. Thank you, Will!" she said gratefully, giving him another kiss.

"It's turning out to be a perfect New Year's Eve, Em. The stars shining bright . . ."

"Some things never change."

"Only this time, it's New Year's Eve, not Christmas Eve With You."

They both laughed, remembering the song they sang together during their first Christmas as a couple. They had so many precious memories and they were continuing to make more treasured moments.

Will wrapped his arms around his wife while Emma rested her head on his chest. They both sighed contentedly. It was only a minute to midnight and they kept eyeing the digital clock by the bookshelf on one side of the room.

"The fireworks are going to wake the babies," said Emma.

"They'll be okay."

At the stroke of midnight, colorful fireworks erupted into the night sky. Will and Emma had a very good vantage point from the room, which was filled with multicolored lights and well as muffled sounds from the fireworks and firecrackers. As Emma watched the spectacle in wonder, Will gently cradled her face in his hands to get her attention. He gave her the softest and sweetest New Year's Day kiss she ever had. She could not help but caress his cheek as she melted into the kiss. When they parted, they were both smiling and looking into each other's eyes, their foreheads still touching.

"Happy New Year, my love," Emma said.

"Happy New Year, Em. I love you so much," Will replied.

"I love you, too, very much."

Will was about to lean in for another kiss when they heard a soft cry. It was from David this time. Both parents moved to the crib where the babies had been sleeping. They figured out earlier in the afternoon that the babies slept better when they shared a crib.

"Well, someone wants to join the party. You just had your dinner, Davey," said Will, getting the baby out of the crib and rocking him slowly.

Emma got Alex as well because she looked like she was about to bawl. However, she relaxed in her mother's arms. They moved to the love seat with their babies, the fireworks forgotten.

"Why don't you sing for them, Will? Your singing always relaxes them."

His smooth tenor filled the air in the room . . .

You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine.

You make me happy

When skies are grey.

You'll never know, dear,

How much I love you.

Please don't take

My sunshine away.

Will sang the verse repeatedly, then Emma joined him. Their voices always blended well together. They did not become aware that there weren't exploding fireworks in the night sky anymore. The babies relaxed in their parents arms and were soon asleep again.

Please don't take

My sunshine away.

They sang one last time. After that, they stayed in the love seat with their sleeping babies, lovingly looking at them and also at each other. They were so hopeful for the future.

"This moment . . . here . . . right now . . . is perfect, Will. I'm gleeful to share it with you and our babies."

"I wouldn't have it any other way, Em."

Their lives together have just begun.

AN: Yay! I finished my first Glee story! :D Thank you to everyone who has read, reviewed, favorited, and subscribed. I'm thinking of writing an epilogue for this, but I'm not sure when it will come out. The Wemma we are getting from the show is making it difficult for me to write. Their scenes together are just perfect! ^_^

I have been meaning to incorporate Elmo and Cookie Monster in this story from the beginning and they finally made it. :) I don't own the songs, but all of you know that already.

I want to thank rocklandgirl for suggesting the Wemma fic collaboration down at GF during the summer hiatus. That was what got me to write. The rebel reference is for you, Barb. ;)