This is a really really short chapter, but I wanted to post fast. There's one or two more chapters left of this fic. Hope you guys like it. :)

Louis never opened his eyes again, not even when his babies' cries echoed around the room, needing their mother. Not even as Harry sobbed, face hidden on Louis' stomach, before he looked up with green eyes full of tears at the small babies laying down next to their mother.

"Louis?" Harry called his name again.

Nothing.

"No. No..." Harry cried, not caring that it wasn't proper of a prince to cry the way he was doing.

But how could he not when the man he swore to protect and love had slipped away.

The doctor hurried up to check on Louis, completely ignoring Harry when the prince moved to sit on the bed and pulled Louis on his lap. He cradled his husband like a baby, while their children cried next to them. He tried to push the doctor's hands away. He didn't want anyone to touch his love.

"Your majesty," The doctor spoke up. "He is alive. His heart beats and he is breathing. It must be exhaustion. He needs to rest."

Harry looked at the doctor before finally looking down at Louis. He placed his hand over his chest, then his head when he wanted to hear it himself. It was true. His heart was still beating and upon further inspection, his husband was still breathing. Both were faint, but they were there. Harry couldn't hold it anymore and started crying again, this time holding Louis tighter. He nodded when his mother approached him and took the babies with her to the other side of the room to get them cleaned up and dressed.

He refused to let anybody else in the room and stayed in bed with Louis as the doctor and Lucy cleaned Louis up. He held him while Edith replaced the bedsheets, always kissing his forehead and sometimes his lips. When Louis was finally clean, Harry laid down next to him to guard him as he slept. His mother had already given the servants orders to cook a hearty meal for both of them.

The hours passed slowly and Harry knew their children were hungry, but he didn't have the heart to wake Louis up. Instead, he let Lucy and Edith take care of them after his mother had retired back to her bedroom to give his father the news. When the babies cries started getting louder, Harry finally got up, ignoring his headache, and walked up to Edith. He gently took his daughter in his arms, smiling when he held her in front of him to finally meet her. She stopped crying and instead nibbled on her small fist. Her brother doing the same.

Harry's opinion was maybe biased, but he swore she looked just like her mother. Beautiful just like him. He brought her close to him and held her against his chest, giving her his first ever kiss on the top of her small head. He kissed her again, feeling the soft strands of her hair against his lips. He turned to look at Edith, but his attention quickly focused on Louis who was just waking up after sleeping for hours.

Harry gave his daughter to Edith, then went to Louis who was trying to open his eyes. Louis was pale and had deep dark circles under his eyes. He looked ill, but to Harry, he was still the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

"Love." Harry wrapped his arms around Louis, kissing the top of his head over and over.

"M— My baby..?" Louis' voice was raspy, and he could barely keep his eyes open.

Louis looked around until his gaze settled on Lucy and Edith holding two small babies. Harry nodded at them when they gave him a questioning look, then watched them get up with the babies still in their arms.

"Look at our little Elizabeth." Harry kissed the top of Louis' head as Edit handed Louis his daughter.

"A girl?" Louis asked, looking up at Harry with tears in his eyes before he looked down at his daughter he was now holding, then at the second baby that Lucy was holding.

"A girl." Harry proudly told him. "And she's beautiful just like her mother." He said, smiling when Louis smiled.

"I don't remember having two babies." Louis said, eyeing the second baby as it was handed to him.

"You were in distress." Harry explained. "They were a surprise. We were blessed with our little Adam and Elizabeth."

Harry kissed Louis' cheek, not minding how now all of his husband's attention was on their newborns. He loved watching him and the way he would look at both their babies. It was then that he knew Louis loved them the same, both of them were his life. They were pulled out of their happy bubble when both babies started crying.

"They're hungry, your majesty." Edith told him.

Louis looked up at her in confusion, still a little sleepy after the birth. When his babies continued crying, it was then that he realized what they wanted. It made him panic when he didn't know what to do. Lucky for him, Edith and Lucy helped him place both babies upright against his bare chest where they started nursing right away.

It was a weird feeling at first, and he felt awkward with Harry there watching him as he fed their babies. It was soon gone when he focused on his babies, enjoying his moment with them. Harry sat next to him, where he was propped up by pillows, and started rubbing Adam's small back, leaning forward to place a kiss on his head.

Adam barely had any hair while his sister had a head full of it, both of it a dark brown that rivaled their father's. It was still too soon to see any similar features to their parents. Lucy and Edith ended up leaving them alone, but not before they had told Louis what to do after their babies were done eating.

As soon as they had finished eating, they fell asleep. Louis let Harry help him put them next to him when he refused to have them away from him in the crib. When they were sure they were okay, Louis turned his attention back on Harry, seeing the white bandage wrapped around Harry's head, stained with a little bit of blood. Louis knew he had hit himself hard and the wound was deep, and he was eternally grateful that Harry was still alive.

"Does your head hurt?" Louis asked him, letting Harry pull him into his lap.

He winced a little when his bottom made contact with his husband's lap. He was sure he was going to be hurting for days, but it was easy to ignore when all his attention was on Harry now that their babies were asleep.

"Just a little." Harry told him. It was a lie, his headache was killing him, but his mother had already ordered the doctor to give him something which didn't help to take the pain away at all.

"I thought you were dead." Louis' eyes filled with tears.

"I thought the same about you." Harry held him tighter. "I'm sorry I made you fall."

"It was an accident." Louis placed his hand on is cheek, letting Harry kiss him.

They pulled away when they heard a knock on their door, and after Harry had told them to come in, Anne and Des walked into the bedroom. Behind them, Edith and Tommy walked in, each holding a tray of food. Tommy quickly placed it on the night table and walked out, leaving Edith behind. She grabbed a cup and slowly offered it to Harry who gave him a confused look. She blushed and looked down, just as Louis took it from her.

"It's for the headache, your majesty. Just herbs. My mother knew how to use them and she taught me. They will make you feel better." Edith explained.

"She's right." Des spoke up. "It works wonders for my headaches."

Harry grabbed the cup and thanked Edith before she left. He drank slowly from it, ignoring the bitter taste of it. He had a sweet tooth, and the bitterness was making him want to stop drinking it but he had to. While he did so, he watched his father congratulate Louis then approach his children.

"And a few decades from now, we'll have another king ruling over England. Well, a queen if our little Adam and his children decide they don't want the title." Anne happily told Des.

"May I?" Des asked.

When Louis nodded, Des easily picked his granddaughter up and held her against his chest, slightly rocking her when she made small whimpering sounds. He kissed her forehead and placed her back down on the bed, then picked his grandson up. He did the same with him, then he and Anne were gone to let the four of them rest after the long day they had.

When they were gone, Harry helped Louis to the table then brought the food so they could eat. They ate in silence when they were both starving, and when they were done, Harry helped Louis to the bathroom then to the bed. Louis had his babies in his arms as soon as he had sat down, wanting to hold them all the time. He kept kissing them, something that Harry found adorable.

"They love you already." Harry commented.

"As I do." Louis looked at him, then back down at his babies who were snuggled up against his now bare chest. Harry had made sure to cover them with the blanket so Louis wouldn't get cold.

"You look exhausted, love. I think we should sleep." Harry suggested.

"I want to spend a little more time with them." Louis stared at his babies. "I'm afraid I'm going to wake up and I'll no longer be here. That I'm going to be back there with Howard."

"Howard is dead." Harry told him. "He won't hurt you or our babies."

"It's just silly of me to think he will come back one day and hurt me...hurt you." Louis said, finally looking up at the father of his children.

"All you need to know is that he won't hurt you. Never again." Harry promised him.

Louis believed him like he always did.

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