Harry Potter Fan

((Aiden, otherwise it`s closed. Everybody else go away and wait for the fan fic.  :-* ))

Have you ever had a really bad head ache? One so painful that your teeth hurt at any flicker of light or breath of sound made your head swim in agony? Bright spots dancing before your eyes every time you took a step, and almost falling over with dizziness? Have you ever hurt so much that ever the lightest of touch against your skin made you feel like you were going to throw up? The mere thought of having to get up being enough to keep you rooted to the spot?

That was how Stacey was feeling, perched up in the window seat in her and Aiden`s room on the second story of their home. Outside was cold and miserable looking, the trees all bare and wet and the ground covered with six inches of the evil thing called snow. Everything was a dismal shade of white or grey, winter having whipped allcolor from the world. Even though it was only January third and winter had technically just began only two weeks before, everyone was ready for the sun to come out and bring back life. Especially Stacey.

She hated winter-- hated the cold and wet that came with it-- especially today. The sun that reflected off the white of the snow felt like it was piercing into her eyes, and it sent a sliver of pain into her temple. But the thought of turning her head just made her shiver in pain, so she just closed her dark eyes. She was curled up in the little window seat, trying to get warm. She was running a really high fever, but she herself felt cold. Her knees were pulled up close to her chest and she was holding onto a round, tan little pillow. The window was fogged up with her slow and steady breathing. It was cold there, but she didn`t mind and she didn`t dare move. She had been sitting there motionless since she had gotten home two hours ago.

Stacey was waiting for Aiden to come home, which he would just seconds after five o`clock, using their rather secret for of transporting to get home as fast as possible. He knew that she had gone to St. Mugno`s today. Both having Muggle parents, it was hard for them to keep up with all of the fancy wizard diseases. She had gone to the wizard hospital to have a full blown checkup. It had taken a bit longer than she had expected, but they had to do some different tests than she thought they would do. Aiden had offered this morning to take the day off work and go with her, but she had somehow discouraged him from that. She didn`t really like the doctor`s, but she didn`t want Aiden to see her freaking out about needles when she had taken down much scarier monsters.

Stacey`s head throbbed suddenly and so painfully that she moaned and leaned over so that her forehead rested against the cool glass and her stomach churned in protest. She thought about those two little pills that she had taken when she had when she got home. She had to squint her eyes against the soft sun, even though it was setting quickly.

Her mental clock told her that it was two minutes till five. She knew that she was exactly right without having to look at a clock. Her head was just ticking off the seconds until she could see Aiden again. Even through the pain, the thought of being in Aiden`s arms willed her enough to stand up. Stacey grimaced, her head rolling, and tried to ignore the fact that it felt like her head was going to split open with each careful step she took. She was suddenly immensely glad that the wood floors were new enough that they hardly creaked.

As soon as she made it out of the bedroom and to the stairs a wave of nausea passed over her. She reached out and grasped the railing, one foot on the top stair. The fact that it was a sprial staircase really wasn`t going to help. After about ten long seconds the maddening swirling stopped and she continued down the steps. Ever time her foot hit the next stair a shot of pain went through her.

The house had grown dark with the setting of the sun. Stacey shivered-- freezing despite the fact that her skin was a hundred and one degrees-- then winced as a ripple of pain went through her again. The windows didn`t let in hardly any light now that there was no sun, so she closed them all with a flick of her wrist. It was almost five, and while she wouldn`t lie to Aiden and say that she was fine, she didn`t want to be cowering in the doorway when he got home.

With that little burst of self-defiance Stacey continued into the living room and clenched her teeth against the throbbing. Then she realized that she was still holding the little pillow from upstairs. She cursed mentally, knowing that there was no way she could walk up there and back, and she wasn`t really in any condition to Apparate or transport. So she just tossed the pillow towards the stairs and headed over to the couch, sinking into the cushions just as a wave a nausea hit her again. Squeezing the bridge of her nose, Stacey tried to push down the feeling of sickness. With another flick of her hand a row of candles on the coffee table flickered to life, sending a soft light throughout the room.

She stared into the cold, empty fireplace. The she was cold, but even the light of a small fire would cause a lot of pain. She didn`t want to do that. She just wanted to be there when Aiden got home. She closed her eyes and waited for the small pop that would announce her husband`s presence.

Aiden walked through the door, barely opening it as a low creaking sound echoed through the silent house.  The house, which was normally very warm and inviting, suddenly felt cold and eerie.  Aiden instantly knew the reason. 

He didn't want to go to work today.  He would rather stay home with Stacey knowing she was sick and getting worse.  Aiden did his best to arrive home as early as possible, but his boss made him stay until his shift was done.  However, he was grateful that Stacey had finally agreed to go to the doctor.  He knew it was bad enough that she would need some sort of medicine to her mysterious sickness.

Aiden closed the door behind him, looking across the front room.  He could sense she was in the living room, but an odd feeling came across him.  He walked to the left and into the living room.  His eyes instantly came across Stacey laying on the couch in an odd position.  Had she really gotten worse?


He quickly walked over to her, lighting the fireplace as he passed it.  He sat beside her, his forehead having a large crease down the middle which suddenly made him look older with worry.

"Stacey?"  Aiden managed to choke out.

Stacey easily eard the low click of the door opening, then the low creak that followed. She winced and sat up. Strangely, even though she was in pain, knowing Aiden was home made her want to get up and run to him. She stayed put, though. He probably wouldn`t like it if she did that, then told him about her headache.

She heard his quickly steps on the floor, then the pop as the fireplace was lit. She narrowed her eyes against the sudden light it gave off and lowered it with a wave of her hand.

"Hi." She said somewhat cheerfully as Aiden sat beside her. Her eyes glowed bright blue just at the sight of him, even if his forehead was creased with worry. Worry for her, and she felt a little guilty about making him look like that. "I`m a little better." She said as se reached out and took his hand. "Really, I am." It wasn`t even a lie. It was like a cloud had followed Aiden home and enveloped her. It wasn`t the medicine working, she knew that much, but it was just her and Aiden`s love for each other, the smae feeling that made her stomach warmer whenever he was near. She squeezed his hand, then looked down at it with a frown.

His hand was colder than hers. That never happened. Her body naturally ran a lower temperature, and his higher. He wasn`t the one who was colder, she was hotter. The fever must be higher now. Stacey sighed and ran her hand across her pink cheeks, also warm.

Aiden wrapped his warm fingers around her blazing hot ones.  His eyes looked down, noticing that nothing was visibly wrong with her hand.  Was her fever really that high?

Aiden lifted his eyes to look at her face.  He searched her eyes, looking for any sign that something was wrong.  He could read the pain on her face, but otherwise he couldn't read anything other than that.  He slowly reached his other hand to caress her cheek.  He could feel her skin radiate heat from every inch of her.

Aiden blinked, coming back to reality.  He had become to enwrapped in his thoughts to respond.
"What did the doctor say?"  He asked, his voice even.

(( ;D ;D ;D ))

Stacey closed her eyes and leaned her cheek against his hand. His cool hand felt really nice against her skin. The doctor said that her fever was unbelievably high, so high that a normal person`s brain cells would have been sizzling, but hers were perfectly fine. It was a mystery to him, but Stacey knew that it was probably because she had gained some random things from using vampiric powers from her friends.

"Well..." She said softly, opening her bright eyes and moving so she was cross-legged and facing Aiden. She looked down at their hands entwined together, her flushed skin against his pale skin, warm against cool. She looked up into his eyes, unreasonably dark and full of worry. He should have gone with her today, he had wanted to, she could see that. But for some reason what the doctor had told her made her glad that she went alone. She felt like she held something for him, like a surprise.

She lifted her free hand and traced her fingers along him cheek and a slow smile began to flow over her face, her eyes glowing a little brighter.

"Aiden, I`m pregnant."

((XD))

Aiden blinked, dumbfounded for a moment.  His eyes simply stared at her face, but they seemed to be looking at something that wasn't there.  His mouth stood frozen halfway open, and he blinked again.

"What?" He spoke without thinking.

His eyes instantly shot down to Stacey's stomach.
Pregnant?

It took him a moment to realize that he was just staring off into space like a mindless freak.  Aiden looked up at Stacey's face, his eyes swirling a mix of colors between dark and light brown before settling on a medium color.
"Are you sure?

Stacey watched him, trying desperatly not to bust out giggling. It wasn`t that funny, but for some reason she thought so. She just smiled, instead, watching.

Squeezing his hand, she replied, "I`m sure. I mean, yeah... they`re sure." She ran her fingers over the back of his hand. Her eyes were glowing a soft blue, bright in the dark room.

Aiden's eyes went wide for a moment until he looked away into the fireplace.  Once his expression was composed, he turned to look at Stacey again.  He squeezed her hand ever so lightly.

Aiden watched her face, noticing that she was smiling.  It almost looked like she was trying not to laugh.  This obviously wasn't a joke so he didn't get her expression.

"And you're okay with this?"  Aiden asked, leaning forward, closer to Stacey.

Stacey`s face slowly dropped and she looked away again, playing with his fingers absent-mindedly.

She thought about his question. It wasn`t like they hadn`t not tried, but they hadn`t exactly talked about it before. This was why she was glad he hadn`t gone with her. This was why she didn`t call him right after she got home. She had wanted time to think about it, and the two hourse she had still didn`t seem like enough. Was she okay with it?

Sighing, she ran her hand through her hair, ignoring the sharp stab of pain it sent through her.
"I... I don`t know." She answered truthfully. "It... it just seems so-- so soon." Her voice cracked and she had the sudden urge to cry.

Aiden pressed his lips into a straight line, and he tilted his head to one side in that same familair way.  He pulled Stacey gently towards him, and layed back.  He hoped the gesture didn't hurt her.

Aiden pressed his fingers to Stacey's cheek, and turned her head towards him so he could see her face.  So many thoughts ran through his mind at once, but right now all he could focus on was her face.

"It does seem so soon... so unexpected."  He replied, his voice quiet.
Aiden searched her eyes for something to say.  He noticed that she was about to cry.

"I think we're going to be okay though."

Stacey sniffled and rested her head against his shoulder. Closing her eyes, she breathed in deeply. Her pain was momentarily forgotten, Aiden`s worry working much better than any medicine would.

"We`ll be okay." She murmured, pushing back her tears. Her head was spinning slightly. She had hoped that once Aiden got home everything would be okay. She hoped that he would know what to do, even though she knew it wasn`t right to push that much on him. Then she remembered something.

"Um, Aiden... there`s something else...."

Aiden stiffened, noticing her tone.
More?

Aiden looked down, unable to see her face.  His eyes swirled dark and they looked almost defensive now.  He took in a deep breath as his stomach ached with nervousness.  He didn't like her tone.

"What?"  He replied, his voice slow and quiet.

Stacey opened her eyes and chewed the inside of her cheek, her eyes swirling between grey and purple. She thought about her brother Hayden, her recently found twin. She hadn`t talked to him since the wedding, but she was more than fine with that. He was too much like their mother to be much fun, and they weren`t really comfortable around each other yet.

"Well, there`s...." She paused, wondering how he would react. For the shortest moment, she didn`t want to tell him, feeling suddenly defensive about the small beings inside of her. But the feeling was quickly fashed away.

"Twins." She breathed.

Aiden froze, his whole body stiff with shock.  His mouth dropped and he let out a gust of breath.  His eyes swirled another round of colors between black and dark brown.

"Twins?"  Aiden repeated so quietly that it looked like he mouthed the words.

Aiden looked down at her stomach again.  He couldn't help but reach his hand out to touch her.  However, he stopped himself before moving his hand any further incase it caused her pain.

"How long?"  Aiden asked, looking at her face.

Stacey smiled almost sadly as Aiden reached out to her stomach.

"You`re not going to hurt me. Really, I feel a lot better now." She leaned back to look into his eyes, hoping he would see it was the truth. There was a large part of her that wanted him to reach out to her stomach and be happy about all of it, but there was another part just as big that wondered what he was really thinking.

"Three weeks." She said softly.

Aiden reached his hand out further, his fingertips touching her belly.  He ran them across her stomache once before resting his entire hand gently on her belly.  He looked at the back of his hand for a long time before looking at Stacey again.

"What're you thinking now?"  Aiden asked desperatly, looking into her eyes.
He took in a deep breath and swallowed the lump in his throat.

Stacey couldn`t help but smile as he rested his hand against her stomach. She closed her eyes and rested her head against teh back of the couch, not wanting to tell him that they wouldn`t be in her belly until much later. She concentrated on just breathing in and out until he spoke again.

Stacey slowly opened her eyes, which were a deep purple with thought.
"Well, to be honest with you, I was thinking that you`re going to be a great father." She said softly.

Aiden blinked, unable to think of a way to respond.  He took a few slow, deep breaths.  He searched in his mind for a response, however he just sat there in deep thought.

Would he be a great father?
Could he provide for his family?

Aiden cleared his throat.
"I hope so."  He whispered.

Stacey leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Aiden, her hot cheek against his chest.

"You`ll be fine, we both will. We`ve got enough money, we both have good jobs and cars. If we ever need anything, I`m sure my parents would be more than happy to help." She squeezed his hand again, breathing in his special smell. It still hadn`t really hit her yet that she was.... pregnant. Just like it had taken a while for her to realize that she was really going to marry Aiden.

Her thoughts were interupted by the sudden urge to puke.

Aiden sighed, trying to get the idea in his mind that he was going to be a father.  He tried to imagine having twins.  That part seemed to the hardest to realize was really coming true.

Aiden eyes scanned towards Stacey's face.  His face looked confused as he noticed her expression.
"Are you okay?"  He asked, sitting upright.

Stacey sat up as Aiden did, closing her eyes. She shook her head and ran her hand though her hair.

"I just... need to get some fresh air." She replied quickly, jumping up and heading for the front door. She pushed it open and and stepped outside. Her headache seemed to be gone, but the feeling of nausea was just sickening. She had to lean against the doorframe, suddenly dizy again.

Another crease formed in his forehead.  He watched her leave with a worried, perplexed expression until she ran out of the door.   He sat there for a moment, thinking.

After a few seconds had passed, Aiden hopped off the couch and quickly walked out of the door.  He didn't care if she was getting sick or anything of the such, he was going to check on her anyway.

He put his hand on her back and the other on her hip, supporting her if she needed it.
"Are you okay?  Do you need anything?"

The cold air felt amazing, probably because of the fever. As fresh air washed over her the need to throw up slowly went away. She turned around after Aiden appreaoched her, opening her eyes again.

"I`m fine, just.... God, hormones already?" She asked with an irritated frown.

Aiden kept his hand firmly on her waiste, keeping her steady as he watched her expression to see if she felt nautious or sick.  He ran his other hand across her back soothingly.

His eyebrow raised curiously.
"Already?  Is this too soon or something?"  He asked cautiously.

Stacey wrinkled her nose like she always did and thought back to what the doctor had said to her. Ten days, that`s how long it took for hormones to be noticeable. It had been three weeks, but this was the very first time she had really felt anything. She couldn`t say that she liked the hormones, though.

"No," She assured Aiden quickly before he could freak out, "No, just too soon for my liking." She took his hands and squeezed his hands, gladly sighing when the wave of sickness finally seemed to let go of her. She actually felt really good all of a sudden, and kind of hungry.

Aiden rested his hand on her shoulder now, and moved to where he leaned against the rail beside her.  He watched her carefully, his eyes a medium brown color now.

Aiden nodded, his eyes sorry that she had to feel this way.  He scooted closer to Stacey gently.
"Anyway I can help?"  He asked.

Stacey smiled and leaned forward a little so that her face was close to his.

"You know, I guess you were just so worried about me when you came home, but..." She shrugged then leaned forward and gently kissed Aiden. The cold air blew her hair into her eyes and she brushed it away. She was actually getting a little chilly out here now.

Aiden smiled a little, leaning forward closer to her.  He kissed her back, his face still and his lips gentle against hers.  He kept both of his hands caressing each side of her cheek.

He leaned back a little but kept his face close to hers.
"I love you."  Aiden said quitly.
He gently moved his hand toward her stomach.

Stacey smiled-- a real smile-- and brushed his hair out of his eyes, her own glowing brightly again. She felt perfectly happy here, like nothing could ever go wrong. She wasn`t stupid enough to believe that, there were a lot of things that could go wrong, but she didn`t see anything wrong with thinking that for a little while.

"I love you, too, my moon." She replied softly and sincerely. She did love him, for better or worse. No matter what happened they could get through it together.

Aiden's smile only grew as he watched her grin a geniune smile. He rubbed his thumb across her belly, and he looked into her eyes as he did so.

Aiden took in a deep breath and looked down at his hand.
"So I'm really going to be a dad?"  He said quietly.

Stacey took the hand that wasn`t on her belly and squeezed it.

"Of course, my moon. You`ve taken care of me, and I`m sure it`s not as easy as you mak it look." She teased, leaning forward to kiss his cheek then puled him back inside the warm house. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger all of a sudden, and Stacey was already tired of the sudden changes that she had.

"What do you want for dinner? I feel like cooking." What she really felt like was eating, but she could deal with cooking.

Aiden followed her back inside as he held her hand tightly.  He held the door open for her, and closed it behind them.  He walked into the kitchen and towards the refridgerator.

He opened the door to the fridge, and he peered inside.
"If you want, I could cook something."  He offered while looking at Stacey with his darker, medium brown eyes.

Stacey smiled and leaned against the counter.

"Really, I can cook. You don`t let me do anything. Let me cook tonight, just tell me what you want." She said, pushing off the counter and going to stand near the open fridge.

Aiden stood infront of the open fridge with a raised eyebrow.  He crossed his arms after closing the refridgerator door behind him.  He grinned a small smile.

"I may not let you do anything, but you always do it anyway."  He said teasing grin.

He cleared his throat, and he took her hand in his own.
"Please, let me cook you something."  He offered.

Stacey stared up into Aiden`s eyes, her skin still a lot hotter than his. That little fact made her feel a litle uneasy. She had grown used to Aiden`s generally warmer temperature, and it bothered her that it felt different now.

"Okay." She gave in. "And I don`t always do what you don`t let me. But I feel like I should do more, since my job is really so boring. All I do is glare at people and wave my hands around. It`s much more boring now that everyone knows what I`ll do if they act stupid." She pretended to complain, leaning closer to him.

Aiden leaned forward to Stacey at the same time she did.  He was wary of her suddenly not feeling well again so he rested one hand firmly on her hip for support.

"Speaking of work, will they give you some time off for the...um pregnancy?"  He asked, suddenly unsure.
Aiden used his other arm to lean against the fridge.  He suddenly felt nervous, knowing he didn't have a clue about babies or pregancy.

Stacey nodded, putting her hand over his.

"Of course. Three to four months, normally. But, really, we both don`t have to work. One of our jobs makes enough money, and if we need anything extra, well..." She had tried to talk Aiden out of getting a job back when they first got married, but he had wanted to. They really didn`t need the money, though. The Black vault in Gringotts was huge, and filled to the brim with gold.

Aiden held his hands with hers, squeezing her fingers tight with his own.  He could feel how her hand was warmer than his, which was odd.  However, he pulled her hand up to his lips and kiss the back of it softly.

Aiden nodded after a moment.
"So whens the due date?"  He asked a second later.

Stacey squeezed his hand in return, her eyes slightly distant as she thought back to earlier when she had talked to the doctor.

"August 24th, but the dates can be up to two weeks off. Still, August 24th is the official date." She found that she was blushing a little and she ducked her head down. "It just... it just seems so far away, even if it feels so soon." She explained softly, knowing he would probably ask anyway.

Aiden stared into his eyes, thinking.  His stomache still churned with unease as he thought about being a father.  He wondered if he could be strong enough, as he thought this a flash of panic shown in his eyes, but only for a moment.

Aiden took a few steps back and sat on the nearby stool. He looked up at Stacey.
"Are you feeling better?"

Stacey stood up and moved to stand in front of him, putting her arms on his shoulders. She stared down into his eyes with a worried expression. She had seen the look of panic in him.

"What are you worried about, my moon? We`ll be fine. We always are. As long as we go through this together, nothing can go wrong." She brushed his fingers through his hair, now staring at him lovingly. "You`re going to be a great father, really."

Aiden held both of his hands at her elbows.  He sighed quietly, a crease forming in his forehead with worry and uncertainty.  He shook his head, however keeping his eyes glued to her face.

"I hope so.  I can't help but worry...about so many things."  He said quietly.

Stacey lifted her hand to brush her fingers through his hair again.

"I know," She sighed softly. "I... I just can`t really imagine what it`s going to be like, how our lives will change." She instinctively moving to her stomach.

Aiden put his hand gently on top of hers, feeling the heat radiating from her skin.  He looked down at her stomache, a protective feeling washing over him for the unborn kids.  Yes, he was protective of Stacey and loved her more than life itself but this feeling was different.

Aiden nodded again in agreement.
"I know.  Lots of change is going to happen from here on out."  He began.
"And we've only just settled in to our new house."  Aiden added with a smile.  However, his voice didn't sound dissapointed.

Stacey looked up to meet Aiden`s eyes. She wanted so bad for everything to fit into place. Everything in her life had always been complicated and stressful, she just wanted one thing to be right. Being with Aiden made her feel that way, like everything would be okay, no matter what. They trusted each other and loved each other, and that was more than she`d had before.

She looked down to her stomach, her eyes darkening just slightly. A tear slipped down her cheek, and she wasn`t really sure why. There were two living things in her stomach. She sniffled, trying to imagine, trying to imagine being pregnant and eventually having children. She was crying now, still not knowing why.

Aiden lifted Stacey's face up to his, watching the tears fall from her face.  A crease formed in his forhead and he rested his thumb against he cheek.  Aiden stared into her eyes as his swirled a mixture of dark colors.

Aiden suddenly felt sick as he watched her cry.  He wasn't sure if it was from seeing Stacey upset, hearing the recent news, or both.
"Are you okay love?"  He whispered.

Stacey sniffled again.

"I don`t know. I don`t even know why I`m crying, d@mn it." She exclaimed, looking completely frustrated. Why was she crying? She wasn`t too sad or too happy about anything. She was confused, but that wasn`t a reason to cry. She just... felt like she had to, or something.

Aiden brought her close in a hug.  He rested his head against the top of Stacey's and let out a low sigh.  He closed his eye tight as the same protective feeling washed over him again.

"Don't cry love.  It'l be okay I promise."  Aiden said quietly, unsure of how to reasure her in this situation.

"I'm here for you."

Stacey wrapped her arms around aiden again, feeling completely useless. She had never cried in front of Aiden before, except at their wedding. Not knowing why she was crying made it all the worse. She hated feeling weak, and now she felt like she couldn`t do anything.

Her thoughts were broken by another wave of nausua, and she broke away from Aiden, her hand over her mouth and her eyes closed. She exhaled slowly. It she didn`t like feeling weak, she absolutely abhorred being sick. Especially that king of sick.

Aiden let go of Stacey as she broke away.  His worry turned to confusion for a moment until he realized what was happening.  He walked the few steps over to her and gently rested his hand on her shoulder.

"Stacey?"  He asked.  "Are you okay? Whats wrong?"

"God, no."

Her headache was suddenly back, and it was almost worse. It felt like her head was going to split open. She slwoly sat down, then layed down to press her cheek against the cool tile of the floor.

Aiden looked at Stacey's face, suddenly feeling overwhelmed, however he was only worrying about Stacey now, his only priority.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"  Aiden asked quickly.
He helped her sit down, and he kneeled down beside her slowly.

Stacey couldn`t help but wince as Aiden spoke. His soft words felt like someone was yelling right in her ear.

"A glass of water?" She whispered softly, opening her eyes. Her irises were a stormy grey again. "I`m fine, just a headache." While the need to puke had passed, the headache was going strong.

Aiden nodded as he stood up and walked quickly towards the kitchen.  He opened one of the cabinets and grabbed a clear glass.  He walked over to the faucet and filled it up with water.  He ran over to Stacey and handed her the glass.

"I hope this is okay love."  Aiden replied quietly.

Stacey sat up while Aiden went to get water. She put her hand against her head and closed her eyes.

"It`s perfect." She said when he handed her the glass. It was cool against her throat and washed that strange taste away that showed up whenever you were sick. "God, I`m so sorry."

Aiden kneeled down beside her again, watching her.  He was waiting to see if she would suddenly get sick again as his eyes swirled a mixture of dark colors.

"Don't apologize.  It's not your fault.  Not at all."  Aiden promised.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"  He asked quietly.

Stacey shook her head.

"No, I think I`m fine for now." She replied softly. "I really am sorry, I don`t know what`s going o-- well, I do, but I don`t understand it." She sighed with frustration. She had never liked being sick at all. It made her feel weak and vunerable, and now-- especially now-- that wasn`t a feeling she wanted to have.

Aiden put his hand on her shoulder gently.  He wished there was something he knew to do to help her, and he desperatly searched his mind for a solution.

"Don't apologize.  It's not something to apologize for, and besides...you're the one who's sick."  He pointed out quietly.

Stacey clneched her teeth together and closed her eyes tightly. She felt like crap, and she absolutely hated it.

"But I am sorry. About everything. We shoulder have been more careful." Without really meaning to, tears welled up in her eyes and she leaned back in deafeat. A wave of sadness washed over her, and she trembled slightly.

Aiden sat down and leaned his back against the wall.  He gently took Stacey into his arms, and looked down at her.  He rubbed her shoulder gently, hating to see her this way.

"Yeah, we should've.  I should've thought more, and been more responsible."  Aiden replied softly.

"I'm sorry."

Stacey wrapped her arms around him and rested her cheek against his chest, her tears melting into his shirt.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, and don`t blame yourself for anything. If you`re to blame than so am I. Neither of us thought about what might happen." She paused to sniffle again. "We`re just going to pull through it like we always do. We`ll be okay as long as we have each other." Under normal circumstances, that would have sounded hokey, but when Stacey said it it was obvious that she meant it and believed strongly in that.

Aiden took in a long breath, and leaned his head back as he closed his eyes while Stacey leaned her head against his chest.  Her tears were staining his shirt, but he didn't care.  He continued to rub her shoulder.

Aiden kept his eyes shut tight, thinking of what to say.  He wanted to desperatly to have the answer to this, if there was one.  It was his fault and responsibility. He suddenly felt like a child.
"I know love.  We'll get through this, we can get through anything.  It's going to be hard though."  He said quickly, his voice merely a whisper.

For some reason that seemed to make Stacey cry. She just suddenly burst out into tears, making more wet spots on Aiden`s shirt.

"God, Aiden, I`m so lucky to have you. I don`t know what I`d do without you in my life." She sobbed, leaning back and trying to wipe her eyes. She felt so sad and she just didn`t understand it.

Aiden hugged her tighter to his chest, taking slow deep breaths as his eyes stayed shut.  He kissed the top of her head gently.

"I'd be lost without you.  I need you.  We need each other."  Aiden said quietly.
He cleared his throat as he opened his eyes to look at the ceiling.

Stacey squeezed Aiden again, sniffing loudly and wiping her hands over her eyes. She felt so bad right then for making Aiden go through this. Seriously, she was a little freaked out by her mood swings.

"I`m so sorry." She repeated. "I don`t know what`s getting into me. I can`t control anything."

Aiden took one of Stacey's hand in both of his.  It was hard to get used to how much warmer she was to him now, however he still rubbed his thumb over each of her fingers gently.

"Don't, please don't apologize.  Maybe it's just the pregnancy stuff that's going on.  Neither of us know what to expect so anything could happen."  Aiden told her quietly.
Aiden rested his cheek against the top of her head gently.

Stacey nodded slowlt, yellow eyes wide open. For the first time in a while, she was scared. Not only was she worried about what was going to happen to her and Aiden, but she was scared for the twins. It was surprising, but she felt the intense need to protect the two lives inside of her. And this time, she knew, the feeling wouldn`t go away.

"I`m scared." She whispered, looking up into Aiden`s eyes. It felt odd for her to say it out loud; she had never voiced her nervousness to really anyone in her life before, let alone Aiden.

Aiden looked at her, the rims of his eyes red as he gently moved his hand to her stomache.  He breathed quietly and pressed his lips together tightly.

He gently rubbed his thumb across her stomache gently.
"Me too."  He said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Stacey looked down at his hand, breathing deeply. She held her eyes closed her a long moment. When she opened them again, they were dark grey.

"I`m scared that something`s going to go wrong. Scared that were not ready for this. I know that we`re not ready for this." She leaned forward and pressed her cheek against his shoulder. "I`m just-- I just don`t know what we`re going to do." The second time she spoke her voice was barely a whisper and trembled.

Aiden held Stacey close against him, loving the feeling she gave him whenever she was near him.  However, now it was like he'd feel sick if she left, more than he usually felt.  Was that protective feeling hitting him again?

He breathed in the sweet smell of her hair and closed his eyes again.
"No.  You'll be fine.  We'll be fine."  Aiden reassured her now.
"I'm here for you and I'll make sure nothing happens to you or our kids."

Stacey smiled and leaned back a little so she could look into his eyes. He just... looked so determined. The way his arms were wrapped around her, it was like he was trying to protect her. She wondered if he noticed his protective manner.

"I love you, Aiden," She said. Her voice was calm and level all of a sudden. "I know that you`ll do your best, and that you`ll always take care of me. You just don`t get how much that means to me." She took his hands and squeezed them, tears building up in her eyes again. Her right hand moved to her tummy and she pressed her palm against it, closing her eyes.

*Oh my God, I`m really pregnant.*

Aiden flipped his hair out of his eyes and watched the tears fall from Stacey's eyes.  He then watched as Stacey moved her hand to her stomache.  He copied and put his other hand ontop of the one on her stomache.

"I love you, too.  And I think I know."  He said quietly, squeezing her fingers gently.

"Do you need anything?"  He asked again.

Stacey shook her head slowly, keeping her palm pressed against her stomach.

"Aiden, we`re going to be parents." She said softly. "Oh, my God." She leaned forward and presed her head against his shoulder. Another wave rolled over her, but this time it was common sense. She was only seventeen. Sure, she could handle her present life just fine, but a baby? And it wouldn`t be just one, it`d be two.

Aiden nodded, feeling the nervousness swallow him again.  He held her close to him as he kept his eyes closed. He didn't really care what people thought, but he already knew what people would think of them with Stacey being so young.

"It's so..."  He paused, struggling for the right word.
He scrunched his face up as he thought.
"Unexpecting."

Stacey`s eyes opened wide as she though of something else. She leaned back a little to look into his eyes.

"Aiden, we`re going to have to tell my parents." She whispered. Her eyes were a stormy grey, even swirling like stormclouds.

Aiden opened his eyes quickly and looked at Stacey.  The thought didn't even occur to him about telling her parents, even though they obviously would.  He took a deep breath and swallowed.

He shook his head.
"Your father is going to kill me."  He pointed out.

"No he won`t." Stacey assured, a sharp tone in his voice. "He`s an immortal, remember? And he kept that from me. He doesn`t have the right to be angry at you, and I`ll make sure he knows it." She put a hand against his chest, not meeting his eyes. A small smile started to form.

"But, um... my mom`s a different matter." The image of her mother`s strong anger, her tantrums about things... well, for some reason it made her smile. They were going to be okay, after all. She had the right to smile.

Aiden flipped his hair out of his eyes and tilted his head curiously to one side.  He looked down at Stacey and pressed his lips into a straight line.

"What will your mom say?"  He asked, noticing her smile and odd expression.

((Shorrttt))

Stacey shrugged and twined her fingers through his.

"Who knows, but I can almost guartanee that it`ll be something completely dramatic and over the top." She replied.

((Ditto.))

Aiden nodded, the edge of his lip twitched as he thought real hard.  He flipped his dark hair out of his dark eyes and turned to look at Stacey again, his expression thoughtful.

"Do you think she'll be angry, upset, sad?  What?"  He asked.

Stacey shrugged again, watching Aiden carefully.

"Who knows? You`ve met my mom; you know how unpredictable she can be." She explained, a little hint a laughter in her eyes. Her mother really was a drama queen. You never knew what might come from her, but you could count on the fact that`d it be explosive.

Aiden sighed, wishing he knew what she'd say. His uncle wouldn't mind either way.  He was a good man but wasn't very much involved in Aiden's business and life as of late.  He knew not much of a reaction would come at all.

"Good point.  I guess we'll have to see when the time comes."  He pointed out, raising his eyebrow for a moment.

((Should we just skip to the morning of the day they tell her mom? If so, you can start it.))

((Mhmm.  I don't know how to start it though but you cant go ahead.)) =P

Stacey stood just outside the front door, her blue-grey eyes staring off into nothing. Her hands were clenched at the edges of her white and grey jacket. Her brown hair blew around her face.

She was waiting for Aiden. They were leaving for her mom`s house, and she wasn`t really all that excited about it. She was worried at what her mother would say, how she would react. She felt a lot better than she had yesterday, but for some reason she felt like her stomach had jumpung into her throat.

"Aiden, are you ready?" She asked softly, her eyes not moving.

Aiden walked into the kitchen, towards the refrigerator as he grabbed a bottle of water from one of the shelves.  He tossed it to his other hand as he fixed the sleeve of his shirt.  He turned to Stacey as he walked towards the front door.

Aiden leaned forward, and have Stacey a light kiss on the cheek before grabbing the door handle to close the door.  However, he paused a moment and kept the door cracked just a bit.

"Yeah I'm ready. Are you?"  He asked, eyeing her carefully.
  He wanted to make sure she was extremely certain about this.

Stacey nodded slowly, turning to face him.

"Yeah. I grabbed some asprin, too, in case my headahce comes back." She reached out her hand and laced her fingers between his. "Are you sure you`re up for this." She added, lowering her voice. She scanned the street slowly. Her wide eyes took in all of her surroundings in a glance.

She was scared. She didn`t know what to tell her mom. How would she react? Would she be angry? Happy? Mortified? Would she be mad at Aiden, or Stacey? There were just too many questions she couldn`t answer, and she was nervous.

Aiden took her hand in how own, fitting his fingers perfectly in between hers like a puzzle peice.  He gave her a light smile as he look into her eyes, his own being a light brown.

Aiden nodded slowly.  He followed her gaze to the street for a quick moment before looking back at Stacey.  He slowly lifted his other hand to move his dark hair out of his eyes to see.
"Yeah, I'm ready.  We need to do this and now is better than later."  Aiden pointed out seriously.
He gave her hand a light squeeze.

Stacey returned squeeze and leaned closer to him, turning her eyes towards the street again. She could tell that none of her neighbors were looking out their windows or anything, so they wouldn`t see the two teenagers disappear.

((By the way, Stacey`s eighteen now. =P ))

With a sudden movement they were twisted away from the house and were pulled to another place. It all happened in a second and Aiden and Stacey stood outside Carrie`s house.

"What are we going to tell her?" Stacey asked, squeezing Aiden`s hand.

Aiden stood still as they teleported to her parent's house.  He swallowed, and looked up at the large, familiar house.  Many different memories flashed in his mind, knowing what was going to happen in a few minutes would be part of them.

Aiden turned to Stacey, looking at her eyes.
"I'm not sure.  Want me to be the one to say it?"

Stacey shook her head slowly. She stared up at the house with large brown eyes. She was worried. Worried what her mother was going to think, what she`d say.

"No. It`s not your job to, and she`s more likely to freak out at you saying it than if I do. I`ll do it." She squeezed his hand once more then knocked on the door.

It opened a few moments later, her mom standing in the doorway. Her poofy blonde hair swept back into a ponytail. She had jeans and a light green tee shirt on. She looked down at her daughter with a surprised look.

"Stacey, I wasn`t expecting you to show up." Her tone wasn`t exactly welcoming."

Stacey nodded, looking down at the ground for a moment. "Yeah, well... we`d just thought we`d stop in for a visit. Haven`t seen you in a while." It was obvious that she was lying. She never really got along with her mother, she wasn`t going to stop in and visit.

"Huh. We`ll, I guess you`d better come in." Carrie replied, stepping aside so the young couple could enter.

Aiden nodded and smiled politely to his mother-in-law as he walked past her and followed Stacey into the house.  He looked around as he suddenly notice the nervous feeling setting in his stomache.  Slowly, his eyes turned a dark brown.

He turned around, looking at both Stacey and Carrie.

Stacey squeezed Aiden`s hand again, leading him towards the living room. The curtains were pulled back and soft sunlight was spilling in, making everything look light and delicate. Stacey seated herself on the couch, avoiding her mother`s eyes.

"Well? What`re you here for? It must be something important, or you wouldn`t be here. Did you`re father die? You broke? Pregnant?" Carrie was just ranting on, but she had guessed right. Stacey swallowed the lump in her throat and stared at the floor. Her eyes were suddenly dark blue; she was actually scared of her mother.

"Um, yeah." She replied softly.

"What?" Carrie demanded. She was still standing, but now she seemed to loom overhead like a vulture waiting for its prey to die.

Aiden stood up quickly, looking at Carrie and the dark expression on her face.  He pulled his face together to make him appear strong and unbothered by the way his mother-in-law looked.

"Now Mrs. Black, before you get angry, I'd just like to say that I am going to do everything in my power to show that Stacey and my unborn children are safe and well cared for.  I won't let anything happen to them, and I will make sure that they live comfortable lives.  I understand that you're going to be angry with me and that's fine.  However, I love Stacey and I won't let anything happen."
Aiden paused, watching her expression.  He snuck a look behind him to peek a glance at Stacey.

Stacey`s eye were wide and an anxious yellow. She knew her mom to know that what Aiden said would probably push her past her limit. If Stacey or her father would have said that, she would explode. She couldn`t imagine what Carrie would do now.

"Really? That`s great." Carrie said, smiling and sitting down in one of the armchairs.

"Wait, what?" Stacey asked dumbly. Of course, in her mind it was more like "What the hell?!" She glaned between Aiden and her mother. What had she said?

"That`s great, Stacey. I`m happy for you. You`re young, but you`re eighteen now, and you`ve always been mature. You can handle it if you think you`re ready." Carrie explained calmly.

What the hell?!

Even Aiden, having barely known Stacey's mother but only heard stories of her rage, was dumbfounded.  Without thinking, he sat down beside Stacey.  He looked at Carrie with a look of surprise, the relief not quite registering in his face yet.

He took Stacey's hand automatically.
Aiden turned his head to the side, and looked at Stacey.  Her expression was clearly showing her surprise which was about as much as he was feeling.  It was only now that he let out a sigh of relief.

Aiden wasn't quite sure if she approved of this, but she wasn't yelling at either of them.  He suspected that that was the best approval he could've hoped for.

Stacey started playing with Aiden`s fingers absently. Her mother wasn`t yelling at her, and she just couldn`t understand it.

"So... you aren`t mad at me?" She asked tentively.

"Well, I`m not glad your pregnant. You are young, but you`ll learn. You`ll be able to handle it. I know you will."

An emotion swept through Stacey, something she hadn`t felt very often growing up: acceptance from her own mother. Tears welled up in her eyes a little and she turned towards Aiden. She didn`t want Carrie to see her tears.

Aiden sighed again, but this time more quietly.  He looked away from Stacey and up to his mother-in-law, Carrie.

"Thank you."  He said quietly.
"I'm relieved you aren't mad, and I still mean it that I'm going to take care of them."

He squeezed Stacey's hand.

"Hm," Carried sighed, "Well, I suppose I should be a little angry. You two are young, you have a lot of time in front of you. Now you have to grow up quickly to take care of your child. Still, I wish you the best."

Stacey tensed up as her mother spoke. She had forgot to mention one little detail.

Um, mom... I`m going to have twins." She said softly, turning back to the older woman.

Carrie raised an eyebrow.
"Well, good luck."

With that she stood up and walked out of the room, clearly dismissing them.

Aiden watched Carrie as she walked out of the door.  Yet another reaction he wasn't expecting of his mother-in-law.  He raised an eyebrow and turned to Stacey.

"Uh, were you expecting that as much as I was?"  Aiden asked, feeling as if he had missed something.

He turned towards the room where Carrie had walked into.  He waited for a moment to see if she was coming back.  However, apparently she wasn't.
He turned towards his wife again.

Stacey snorted, on the verge of being hysterical.

"I don`t know half of what my mother does or why. That was... odd." It felt like a big weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She had been stressing over how her mother would react, and now it was all over and no harm had been done.

Aiden pressed his lips together in a way that almost mimicked a sarcastic smirk.
"I wouldn't be surprised if she came back with a knife."  He joked halfheartedly.

Aiden flipped his hair out of his eyes and looked at Stacey, tilting his head.
"What do we do from here?"  He asked.

Stacey stood up, a smile on her face for the first time in days.

"We can do whatever we want, my moon." She replied.

((Want to skip a week or so later? We`ve kinda fallen behind?))

((Sureee. Go ahead!))

(( >.< ))

"Are you ready to go?" Stacey asked, bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. She was excited for today, really excited. Today she would be getting her first sonogram, she would get to see the twins for the first time. "Come on." She laughed, linking her fingers together behind her back. She was feeling incredibly impatient, but she was happy. She hadn`t felt sick for over a week, and that made her feel even better. Things just felt... better somehow.

"We`re going to be late." She added, "Aiden, where are you?"

((They're back at the house, right?))

Aiden ran down the stairs and jumped from the second to the bottom step onto the floor.  He hurried around the corner, turning to where Stacey stood impatiently.  He quickly picked her up and spun her around in his strong arms, a childish smile on his face.

Aiden gave her a quick, teasing peck on the lips and put her down.  He took his hand with hers and laced their fingers together.
"Sorry love, just getting ready.  Time to go?"  He asked, still smiling.

((Oops. Yeah, sorry.))

Stacey giggled and kissed Aiden back, her eyes flickering an electric blue as she did so. She pulled at the sleeves of her dark green shirt, anxious.

"Yeah, time to go. I`m excited." She said quickly, pulling the door open and holding it for her husband. She wasn`t exactly excited. She was nervous and scared, but she wanted proof that she was pregnant. She just... felt like she had to be sure. She knew that she was probably overreacting, but she couldn`t help it.

Aiden lifted his arm over her head to the grab the door, holding it open for her.  He smiled and raised an eyebrow, using his other to direct her to go first.

"After you."  He replied.

He could tell that there was something more than exciting in Stacey, if there was excitement.  Him being so close to her, he had grown uccustom to her different emotions and able to read her easily, making it easier on himself too.

Aiden tilted his head as he held the door open.
"It'l be okay, love."  Aiden reassure, knowing she would most likely never express her anxiety about something about this.

Stacey smiled and took a few steps out the front door. It calmed her to know that Aiden could see how she felt. She didn`t know what to think about being pregnant-- she was young, really young, but she knew that she would be able to take care of her children no matter what. She would be a strong mother.

"I know, I`m just... nervous." She admitted quietly, looking down the street. They had decided on a Muggle hospital and doctors instead of the wizadring doctors. Muggle medicine tended to work a little better, and both of them had been raised with Muggle doctors.

Suddenly no longer as excited, Stacey reached for Aiden`s hand. His warmth always made her feel better.

Aiden gave her an encouraging smile.  He wrapped his warm fingers around her slightly colder ones, adoring the feeling of her familiar hand in his own.  He began to walk down the rock driveway with Stacey at his side.

"I understand babe.  I'm nervous, too.  I'm nervous to find out what the doctor says, nervous about our kids, and nervous about you."  He explained to her.

Aiden cleared his throat, looking ahead.  He squinted his eyes as the sun beamed down on them.
"On the other hand, I think everything's going to be okay."

Stacey squeezed his hand, looking at the ground as she walked. She really didn`t need to fall and hurt herself.

"You really think that everything`s going to be okay?" She asked, handing him the keys to his Chevrolet and moved towards the passenger door. "I just... don`t know. It feels like it`s too soon or something." Her eyes had darkened to a dusty grey in her worry. She didn`t like the fact that Aiden knew she was nervous. She felt like she should be strong, not freaking out.

Aiden nodded, knowing he meant what he said and he was going to stand behind what he felt.  Aiden walked over to Stacey's passenger door and opened it for her, leaving it open.  He leaned against the the door and looked at her.

"Yes, I know what you mean by it being too soon.  However, I think this will be a good thing.  Maybe it was some kind of plan that was already set out for us.  Like sooner would be better than later."  He explained to her, a glimpse of Johnathan coming into his mind.  However he quickly thought of something else incase Stacey just happened to be listening to his thoughts.

Aiden stared into her eyes, not liking the grey look in them that couldn't hide her worry.
"But yes love.  I do feel strongly that everything will be okay.  We have each other and I know we can make this work.  You're a strong woman, and I know that you'll be a great mother.  You already are a great wife."
He took her hand and offered her to sit down.

Stacey took a step closer to the door, her mind clouded and feeling heavy. She felt... doubtfull. Like something was off... She shook the feeling away and looked up into Aiden`s eyes. He always made her feel better, and he always knew exactly what to say to make her feel better.

"There`s not a single hour that goes by that I don`t remember why I love you." She said softly as she squeezed his hand. Aiden was what kept her going everyday, what held her up. She knew that she would crumble without him there with her.

"Okay, if we don`t leve now we`re going to be late." Stacey said. She slid into her seat and closed the door. She wanted to get to the doctor`s now, she wanted to have proof that everything really would be okay.

((Do you want to skip to when they get there? If so, go ahead.))

Aiden stepped out of the car and over to Stacey's door, holding it open.  He looked ahead at the tall building in front of them that read May's Clinic.  He cupped one hand over his eyes to block the sun so he could look at the doctors office.  Aiden suddenly felt nervous and a sense of excitement within him.

"Are you ready, love?"   He asked.

Stacey got out of the car and stood beside Aiden, slipping her warm hand into his.

'I`ve been ready all morning." She replied softly. A sudden feeling of anxiety washing over her. She wanted to get in there and get out, she no longer felt like she had to rush in. She pressed her hand against her stomach and stared at the large set of doors.

Aiden followed her hand to her stomache and rested his over hers.  He then closed Stacey's door and opened the front door to the main lobby.  It had a very businesslike feel and had the doctors' office smell.  It wasn't too comforting.

Aiden swallowed the lump of tense nervousness in his throat and walked up to the receptionist.
"I have an appointment for Gray, ma'am."  He said politely

The older, bored woman nodded and looked at both of them through her glasses that hung low on her nose.
"Yes, the doctor will see you in a moment.  You can sit in the waiting room until he calls you hun."

Aiden nodded his thanks, and sat down next to Stacey.  He gave her an encouraging smile.

Stacey silently followed Aiden into the building, instantly disliking it. Everything felt cold and boring, no color anywhere. The woman who directed them to the waiting room didn`t seem too welcoming, either. She returned the smiled her husband gave her, even though she took no comfort from it. It was obvious that Aiden felt the same way she did.

"I`m not so sure about this, my moon." Stacey said softly as she crossed her legs. She felt uncertain and... worried. Something didn`t feel right. "I don`t know what it is, but something is off."

Aiden frowned.  He may have felt the same exact thing, but it made him feel worse that Stacey, too, felt on edge.  Almost like something was wrong.

Aiden took one of Stacey's hands in both of his.  He took a quick glance at the rather large receptionist that was staring right at both of them.  He cleared his throat and edged closer to Stacey, looking into his wife's eyes.

"Off?  How?" Aiden asked quietly so the nosey older woman wouldn't be over hearing on their conversation.
Although he asked why she felt that way, he too felt it.  However, he wanted to know exactly what she felt before he ellaborated his own similar feelings.

Stacey lifted her large eyes to the lady behind the counter. The elder started back without flinching, and Stacey let her eyes grom dark red. The lady looked away.

Looking back to Aiden she spoke again: "I don`t know how to explain it. It just... feels wrong here. Like something didn`t go right." She pressed her free hand against her stomach again. Not for the first time she wished that she could use her powers to know what was inside of herself.

Aiden nodded.  He took a quick glance at everyone around him before focusing on Stacey again.

"Yes, I know what you mean.  I sort of do have an off feeling about this place. I'm not sure what it is either. Just like something's wrong."

Aiden sighed and flipped his hair out of his eyes. He gently grabbed Stacey's free hand and slowly wrapped both of his hand around hers.  He lifted it up and kissed it softly.
"Maybe we're just getting paranoid.  I mean, we've both never been in this situation before, and maybe we're thinking like this because we don't know what to expect."  He pointed out.

Stacey grinned and squeezed his hands. Her eyes flickered a shade lighter.

"That`s why I love you: you`re so optomistic about everything. Makes me less gloomy." She said softly, stroking the back of his hand. She was glad Aiden was with her now. She had thought about coming alone, but the thought of sitting there without anyone beside her was like a giant pressing down on her.

"Whatever happens, you know I`ll love you, my moon." She whispered.

Aiden smiled lightly, watched her eyes do that unusual thing they do.  He held her hand as hers gently stroked the back of his.  However, with all that was going on, he still couldn't ignore that creeping feeling in his stomache.

He gently moved a lock of hair out of her face.
"And I'll love you...forever Stacey Gray."  He pointed out, his lip curving into a smile.


Suddenly a woman dressed in colorful scrubs walked out of the doctors office, and opened the door.
"Gray."  She called.

Stacey jerked into a standing position as soon as she heard her name called. She grimaced a little and waited for Aiden to stand up too. They followed the nurse who had called them.

"Just wait in here and another nurse will stop by in a few minutes to get you set up." She smiled in a tired way as she held open a door for them. The door led to a small room with a large window facing out onto more buildings.

About ten minutes later Stacey was laying on her back on a table with a pillow under her head and a blanket over her legs. Her shirt was pushed up and her stomach was covered in a warm, clear goo. A nurse had come in as promised and set her up for a sonogram. Stacey was now holding Aiden`s hand tightly, nervous and more worried than she would like to admit.

There was a knock at the door and the doctor came in. He had short dark brown hair that came down to his ears. He looked to be about thirty-five and he was smiling genuinly.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Gray. I`m Dr. Rickson," He greeted cheerfully, sitting himself down on a stool. "You`re here for your four-week sonogram, correct?"

Stacey opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She nodded instead.

Dr. Rickson nodded slowly and continued, looking down at a clipboard. "Yes, so why don`t we get started, hmm? I`m sure both of you are pretty anxious about the results, since you are pregnant with twins." He smiled and nodded again. Despite his somewhat briskness, Stacey got the impression that he was a nice doctor who cared about his patients.

He picked up a thing that looked a lot like a remote to something, but with a fat end, and pressed it against Stacey`s stomach. She took a sharp breath and squeezed Aiden`s hand. It was cold.

Aiden looked at the small screen, his eyes lightening up as he saw his two children, his own kids, on the monitor.  He stared at it wide-eyed for what seemed like an eternity.  He studied both of the small figures, looking at every single outline.  He squeezed Stacey's hand just gently tighter as he didn't stray his eyes an inch.

"They look....."  He trailed off, losing his train of thought.
He continued to look at the twins, who were only small figures on the television.  His mind was completely focused on them, making him unable to think about anything other then them.

"Beautiful."  He finished, his voice now only a whisper.

Stacey`s eyes widened and shot a bright gold. Those two little figures huddled together on the screen, those were her children. they were living things inside of her. Stacey squeezed Aiden`s hand and she nodded slowly when he spoke.

"They are beautiful." She whispered.

Dr. Rickson smiled and nodded also. "Yes, they always are. I`ll let you have copies of this sonogram for you to keep. Now, it`s much too early to tell the genders, but you have two wonderfully healthy children."

Stacey actually started crying then. Everything was perfectly fine.

((If you want to start a new topic, we should probably skip ahead a tiny bit. =) ))