AN: Hello again! I do hope you enjoyed the last chapter! Here comes another one!
DISCLAIMER: Downton Abbey isn't mine, but I wish it was.
Mary slowly came out of the haze. Her body ached and her head was pounding, but she had two babies now. What was the second one? Another girl no doubt. Voices where ringing in her ears "You're standing!" "Good God!" "I…I am, arnt i?" Who was standing? Why was it so important? Where were her babies, and why wasn't anyone marveling over them?
"Mary? Oh thank God, Mary are you waking?" Edith's voice stood out. "Mmm."" Mary groaned as she worked to open her eyes. "Are the babies cleaned up, she'll want to hold them I'm sure." Sybil said. "They are." Isobel answered. Mary opened her eyes to see herself surrounded by faces of people she loved. "Matthew?" She asked. "Yes darling, I'm right here." He squeezed her hand, and she turned her head to face him. Her eyes widened with shock. "Darling… you- you're standing!" Mary gasped. "Yes, I am." He smiled at her. "it's a mirical, darling. A Christmas Mirical." She said in all seriousness. "It is." He agreed, a smile on his face.
"Let us leave the family alone. Matthew, you shouldn't wear your self out, do sit on the bed with Mary. We'll bring you your Son, and Daughter." Isobel said. "Son? I had a boy?" Mary asked in surprise as Matthew carefully got into the bed on his own for the first time. "Yes darling. We were both right." He grinned and Mary laughed. "Yes, I suppose we were."
She leaned very carefully against Matthew's chest, and put a hand on his knee. "And you can feel that?" Mary asked curiously. "Yes!" Matthew said excitedly. "This is the best of news darling. Do you suppose you'll make a full recovery?" Mary asked with an arched brow. "I suppose I might." He said excitedly. Both of there minds reeled at the prospect. A full recovery, did that mean that they would be able to make love again?
"Here you are darling, hold your son." Isobel said, as she layed a cooing little boy in Mary's arms. "And you hold your little girl." Edith said as she lay the baby in Matthew's arms. The room emptied as everyone rushed off to tell everyone the news, both the birth, and Matthew standing.
"They're so perfect." Mary cooed as her son's little hand wrapped around her finger. "They are." Matthew agreed, fascinated by the way his daughters bow shaped lips opened in a yawn. "What should we call them?" Mary asked her husband. "I am still very much liking William Patrick." Matthew said as he looked at his dark haired son. "I do believe it suits him well. He looks very much like you, I think." Mary said proudly. "He has your hair." Matthew said. "I do hope he has your eyes." Mary grinned.
"Now what of our precious daughter?" Matthew asked, as he looked down at his daughter. "She's so beautiful." Mary sighed happily, running a finger gently over the curly blonde hairs on her daughters head. "Just like her mother." Matthew said happily. "What do you suppose we should call her?" Mary asked. "I remember you had several lovely names for little girls." Matthew said, though he hadn't taken his eyes off of his daughter. "I did yes, but what does she look like she ought to be named? It's only fair we name her, we've already named her brother." Mary sighed.
"I do like the Name Catharine. I think it suits her." Matthew said. "Catharine Isobel Violet Crawley." Mary said. "Isobel Violet?" Matthew asked. "The strongest champions of our marriage." Mary explained with a smile. "It's a wonderful name it is." Matthew agreed. " Welcome to the world, William Patrick, And Catharine Isobel Violet." Mary was near tears of happiness now. "And born on the same day that there Papa can walk, no less!" she added. She leaned over to him, and kissed him triumphantly upon the lips.
"I cant believe how lucky I am." Matthew's tears spilled. "How lucky you are? What about me?" Mary laughed and kissed him again. "We're both incredibly lucky to have eachother. And to have these children." Matthew was beaming now.
A soft knock came on the door. "Mary, Matthew, may we come in?" It was Sybil's voice. Mary and Matthew looked at eachother, and shared one more deep, passionate kiss. Mary pulled a quilt over her lap, and adjusted herself so she was properly sitting up. "Yes, come in." Matthew called when Mary gave the alright. The door opened and in Came , well everyone. "Oh my- they're so perfect!" Cora proudly proclaimed. "Have you named them?" Edith, who was holding her husbands hand, asked curiously. "Yes, we have, Matthew?" Mary looked at him expectantly.
"We are pleased to formally introduce you all to Our oldest child, our daughter, Catharine Isobel Violet Crawley. And Our son, who will be my heir, William Patrick Crawley." Matthew announced. "They are beautiful names!" Sybil said after a moment. "May I hold on of my Grandchildren?" Cora asked. "Of course!" Mary smiled as she passed her little son to her mothers arms. "May I?" Robert asked quietly. "Of course you can." Matthew smiled as he handed Catharine to Robert, who held her very carefully. "I'm afraid I'm simply going to spoil them rotten!" Cora announced, having fallen madly in love with them already.
"And Matthew, my dear boy, we called Doctor Clarkson. He said you ought to be careful not to exhaust yourself, and he will come to examine the situation as soon as the snow lets up." Robert told him. Matthew nodded hopefully, if he could make a full recovery, he would be able to be proper father and husband. He would be able to be the Earl of Grantham to a full extent.
"Oh, quiet everyone, Mary's fallen asleep!" Isobel whisper yelled when she noticed her daughter in law laying fast asleep against Matthew's shoulder. "I'll make sure they are put to bed." Sybil promised. "Matthew, do you want to help?" Isobel asked. He looked down at Mary "I don't want to disturb Mary, she needs her rest." Matthew said. Everyone nodded in approval, and congratulated him as they left the room.
"Matthew?" Mary muttered suddenly. "Yes darling, I'm here." Matthew said as he carefully shifted so they were laying down, with Mary's head against his chest. "We did it." She slurred. "you did far more than I did love." He laughed. She traced her foot against his calf, and he shivered as he felt it. "You're darnn right I did." Mary laughed as she drifted again to sleep.
"Dear God, words cannot explain how much I owe you. You've given me the love of my life, two beautiful children, and my legs back. Thank you. Thank you." Matthew whispered quietly, as he fell asleep.
AN: Another chapter! And the official names! Whoooo! There are still a few more chapters, because I'm going to go through most of series two. I hope you enjoyed!