Yup, I'm late. Sorry. This ended up being shorter than I wish it could have been, but with EOY testing, scholwork and play and a quite emotional community, it's been tough fitting in writing, but HERE I AM! WE ARE AT 5000 VIEWS PEOPLE. WE ARE AT 21 FOLLOWS. Thank you, everyone. Yes, this is fluff. Yes, I actually did name them that. Yes, I am running on caffeine. Yes, I still have homework. So, as always, enjoy!

Summary: Ruby's going into labor and fluff ensues. Please do take note, this is ATFER the wedding, AFTER they found out. Yes, yes, I know, the order is a bit mixed up, but here it is folks.

"Liam, make me a cookie sandwich."

"...Why?"

"Liam, I am pregnant and the approximate weight of a tractor-I am entitled to food cravings. I want a cookie sandwich. Make me a cookie sandwich."

"Yes, darlin'."

Ruby huffed slightly, leaning back into the pillows propped up against her back. She hated being stuck in bed. Pregnancy entailed the glow of a mother, loving tender moments and sweet, gentle touches. With this, also came hormonal swings and strange food cravings. Ruby had all of the above.

Liam entered the room, with a plate in his hand. Two sugar cookies pasted together with peanut butter made up Ruby's "cookie sandwich." Liam had a look that told Ruby he was trying not to laugh, and Ruby scowled at him. Being 9 months pregnant wasn't easy.

When Ruby and Liam went in for their first ultrasound, they were extremely surprised that Ruby was carrying twins. Genders were unknown- they wanted to be surprised.

It was a little strange for Ruby, with two little minds inside her belly. Every now and then, if she concentrated hard enough, Ruby could peek and see little snippets into the babies' minds. All the memories were more feelings (warm, hungry, tired, playful) than pictures and video reels like other peoples' minds had, but it was an interesting experience.

Placing a hand against her stomach, Ruby sighed as she felt feet kicking. She was due last week, so everyone was on alert-Liam more than usual.

As she finished eating her cookie sandwich, she felt it.

Her water broke.

"LIAM!" Ruby yelled from the bed, stepping into her slippers. Luckily, she was already dressed in nightclothes, so they could just leave as soon as possible.

Liam rushed into the room, hair wild but eyes aware. One look, and he was guiding Ruby out the door and into the car.

"Darlin'-!" Liam squirmed around as the hand clenched around his tightened.

It had been a tedious and stressful hour of labor. Liam hated to see Ruby in any type of pain, so in an effort to help her relieve some of the pressure, he offered a hand to squeeze.

Bad idea.

In the height of Ruby labor, the grip on Liam's fingers had grown to a nearly bone-crushing strength. Liam tried his best to stay calm for her, but he was failing, quite miserably, at that. He was screeching at a higher pitch than Ruby, to the point at which a nurse would laugh at his discomfort or give him a smirk.

At the last point, Ruby gave one hard push, and squeezed Liam's hand as hard as he could. An audible snap was heard, and Liam melted out of Ruby's grip, rolling around the hospital floor, (out of the way of the doctors of course, who were washing up Ruby's newborns) saying,

"I've been shot!"

Liam's dramatics didn't last very long, not as Chubs helped him up, wrapped his probably broken hand, and one of the doctors handed him a baby girl.

Cradling the girl in his arms, he sat on the chair next to Ruby's bed, and peeked into the face of the baby Ruby was holding. Both were wrapped in different colored blankets, one pink and the other blue. One girl and one boy, then. Peering into the eyes of the girl, he was greeted with quite a sight. The girl's left eye was a bright, piercing blue, while the other, exactly matched the color of Ruby's emerald eyes. In awe, Liam looked over to see the boy Ruby was holding- same two colors, except the right was blue and the left green.

"Heterochromia idris." Liam heard the doctor say. "Extremely rare, and nearly unheard of in sets of twins." The doctor nodded approvingly. "Usually, there has to be some type of injury and illness for this type of thing to happen-" Liam's head snapped up at that. "-but your babies look perfectly healthy. We may run a few tests, just to be sure, but aside from that, congratulations, you now have two healthy children. Any ideas on to what they're names will be?"

Oh, right, names. Liam had totally forgotten about them.

"I think I have his name." Ruby directed at Liam nodding a head to the boy pressed up against hers. "I was thinking...Finn?" Ruby smiled shyly, as if worried to as how Liam would react.

"Oh darlin', I love it!" Liam told her, taking her hand in his uninjured one.

"Alright then, you pick her name." Ruby told him.

Hmmm, a name. Peering down the girls' face, her eyes bore into his, ice and spring. Sticking a tongue out at her, Liam giggled as the baby rose a tiny finger to poke him on the nose.

"Amelia," Liam said, looking up. "Amelia Olivia Stewart."

"It's perfect."

A large commotion was heard outside. Stomping and shouting of "we are family!" and "if you don't let me in I swear to god" could be heard clearly. Liam prepared himself for the worst. Wrapping his arms protectively around Amelia, he put himself between Ruby and the door. Footfalls were heard.

The doors swung open, and Vida's self-spoken figure and Zu's slightly embarrassed one entered the room.

"AUNTIE VIDA'S HERE!"

At that moment, both babies in the room started wailing, and Chubs buried his head in his hands.

And thus was the new start to a beautiful family.