Ennis could feel the slippery jelly on her bare stomach. She and Firo anxiously glanced at the computer, then at the doctor.

But their worry was naught for Dr. Yang-Mouton turned around to beam them, bearing good news.

"There they are!" The doctor said brightly, pointing at the screen and indicating two semi-distinct shapes, "Your girls are perfectly healthy."

Firo, who didn't realize he had been holding his breath, now let it out with a sigh of relief. He stared at the somewhat obscured objects in the screen and thought he recognized two heads. His heart swelled with joy and love and glanced down to see Ennis's reaction.

She was smiling. Upon gazing on her daughters, Ennis felt a strong surge of motherly love and protectiveness. Carefully, she placed a gentle hand on her growing belly. Already, she felt heavy; her belly was the size of a small melon.

"Mommy can see you," Ennis cooed softly and looked up to see Firo's delighted face effused with happiness and pride.

Her husband gazed at her softly. Before him was his family: his wife and their unborn children. And suddenly, Firo felt confident that he could raise their children with Ennis wonderfully. His initial nervousness and fright on becoming a father vanished – all because of two little things in a picture and his loving wife. In fact, Firo felt excited for the future. He wanted to meet his little girls soon, but it would be another six months before he could.

Ennis, on the other hand, still felt an eensy bit of uneasiness but right now, the emotion she was feeling couldn't be denied. As long as she had Firo, Ennis felt like she could do anything, including going through labor (when the time came) and bringing up their twins. She was sure he would be an excellent and affectionate father.

After the ultrasound, the husband and wife departed the doctor's office with an ultrasound picture of their little angels. They were as happy as could be.

The first trimester, with a few morning sicknesses here and there, passed relatively uneventfully, and Ennis was well onto her second trimester.

A Note from the Author:

So I finally gave the doctor a name: Dr. Yang-Mouton. The last name is partly Chinese and partly French so translated, it would be Dr. Sheep-Sheep. Just a fun little fact. :)

Oh, and sorry if this chapter was a little short.