JAYDENS P.O.V.

You know how there are so may things in life we think are going to be so wonderful but then when we get to experience them, we start to doubt everything we've ever believed and question if they were lies or not. I had contemplated this all the way from the board meeting I had abruptly dismissed when my wife had called and told me she was in labour. I had lost it right then and bolted quite possibly running at least four red lights to get here.

Watching my wife of two years all sweaty and in surely unimaginable pain almost made me question everything. Almost.

" You did this." Alisha snapped while holding my hand like her entire life depended on it. Squeezing like she was trying to break all my fingers. "I know, my love"

"This is all your faul-ahhhhh" The doctors were trying to calm her down, wiping her down the best they could while I was trying desperately to keep my cool.

The love of my life needs me right now.

"I agree. I need you to be strong right now. We'll get through this, okay?" I sad brushing stray wet strands away from her face.

"Oka-aaaa I'm in so much pain."

"Okay, Mrs West. We need you to give us one more hearty push. Just one more, can you do that?" The head doctor looking almost as panicked as I was. I probably would have found it funny if it wasn't my wife on the bed right then.

Alisha nodded frantically and I saw the determination in her eyes. It was then I knew, nothing was stopping her as she cried out with one last hearty push, the nurse positioned at her enterance, ready.

And then, I heard it. The cry of my very first child. Strong. Alive. Healthy. It was then the tears I didn't know I had been holding back for the first four hours of labour escaped. Quite unable to contain myself, I rested my head against Alisha's and let them flow as we held our first child in our arms. Quite possible the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

While I knew my wife enough to know she was ecstatic, I knew she was already thinking of the fact that she'd have to do this again because well... Twins, am I right?

"You can do this. I'm here. I'm right here. With you. We're together." I tried my best to soothe her while shaking in my own boots. She needed me.

Other times when I had heard that men fainted in the delivery rooms, I chalked it up to then being pussies but I could see it now and I reckoned I was half an inch from fainting myself. But no, I had to stay strong for her. For us.

Alishas screams filled the room once again and the next ten seconds were a quite possibly the shortest of my life and we were handed our second baby. A boy.

Grateful, just grateful for everything in my life up to that point was all running through my mind as I looked at my wife and smiled and I could only just be at ease when she smiled back at me.

Yup, luckiest man in the world.

Having my own family meant that I could try my best to make sure they never had to go through any of the things I went through because even though my mother tried her best to be there for me, I missed my father everyday. When things were just starting to look up for our relationship, he was snatched away from me too soon. Sometimes, I still had nightmares of the night he was shot.

It didn't matter what had happened though, one thing was for sure though, these were now the most important people to ever exist in my life and I would love and protect them with every last breath and love them till the day I died. All three of them. My wife and my two beautiful children.

ALISHA'S P.O.V.

There are some things in life that are bound to change you. One of them could just be having your vagina exposed in a room full of people and screaming bloody murder while the lives you've carried in you for the better part of 9 months make their way out into the big bad world.

Or the after effects where you realize your vagina now had a tear which would have to be stitched or the fact that I would have to push placentae out after the actual babies.

It was well, worth it though. I felt like I had won a battle. Like I had climbed mount everest or whatever people these days considered a big acheivement. With just one look at my husband and our two, newly cleaned children. I knew I had found something much more than that. Something worth crossing the seven seas for if I ever really had to.

Absolutely worth it.

Although considering my requesting delivery without an epidural to get the "full experience" , yeah. I was sure I was never doing that again. Never.

Jayden tucked the stray strands of hair around my face and smiled, probaby the brightest smile I had ever seen on him.

"Aiden and Ava" I said, skilling up at him still exhausted and frankly in way too much pain to be awake.

"They're ours." he smiled as I felt the familiar pull of tiredness taking a stronger hold on me as his lips graced the side of my head and let myself finally go under.

"Thank you, Alisha. Thank you for giving me the greatest gift ever. I love you so much" I swear I saw a tear in his eyes and as mine grew heavy I whispered "I love you" to my husband, grateful for him, my children and - this seemed to be happening a lot more than often since I met Jayden- my entire life.

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