Alexander James' P. O. V

"Congratulations!" Nora shouts at the happy couple as they make their way towards our little group.

I grin and walk over to both of the brides, hugging Stella and ignoring her pleas to let her go.

"Oh cmon, Alex. You're messing up my look." Stella huffs in fake anger.

I grin and step back as everyone else goes to hug Stella whereas I turn around and hug my sister-in-law.

"Congrats. Abby." I say as Nora Caleb stands beside me.

"You look gorgeous as always babe." He says cooing.

I take a step back as they both gush over one another, not understanding a word of what they were going on about.

Taking another step back I bump into someone, turning around I come face to face with my beautiful pregnant wife.

"Hi baby." I mumble as I pull her into my by her waist, placing a kiss to her chest.

All most immediately a scowl adorns her face as she kisses me back slightly.

"That's all it is with you now isn't it? Baby, baby, baby!" She spits out in anger.

My eyebrows rise but I quickly compose my face into a nonchalant expression.

Her constant mood swings from the first day, have luckily made me realise how to handle such situations.

"I'm sorry love." I say.

"No you're not. Do you even love me anymore?" She asks wearily.

I have to bite my tongue from smiling and instead kiss her gently on the lips.

As soon as I pull back, she immediately starts spouting out again.

"You only want me for this child don't you! I'm just your- your- your baby carrier." She says huffing.

This time I can't help but smile as I turn her around so her back faces my chest, placing both of her hands on her incredibly bloated stomach, I place mine on top of hers.

She groans and lays her head back on my chest.

"I love you, you know that right. I love you and our little girl." I murmur as I place another kiss onto her head.

We both sway gently to the music, not caring of the other people that are dancing.

Nora nods and turns around to face me once again.

A small smile tugs at her lips as my hands still don't move from her stomach.

"You don't love our son?" She asks.

My eyes narrow playfully at her, "I know you wanted a son love but maybe next time right? This one is goo to be daddies little girl." I say smiling brightly.

Nora laughs a little as she presses her face to my chest.

Then she shakes her head, "I'm not gonna dress her up and parade her around as a boy, if that's what you're hinting at that I'll be doing."

I shake my head but allow myself to feel relieved on the inside.

I mean it's Nora.

Everything is unexpected with her.

"What I'm trying to say is," she continues once more, "Our son might feel left out if you give all your attention to our daughter. Father and son bonding is incredibly important as well."

I immediately stop swaying as I freeze up and look at her through wide eyes.

I look at her in confirmation and she nods excitedly as a brilliant smile crosses onto her face.

I take a step back and wildly look around. The smile still on her face.

I can barely process her words.

"Two?" I wheeze out in shock, "We're having two babies?"

Nora grins excitedly and nods her head.

My moth drops open and before I know it I've got her in my arms, hugging her as tightly as I can, being careful of the not one but two babies that now reside within her.

"When? How?" I stutter as I stumble over words, trying to find the correct thing to say.

"Well when I went to my next doctors appointment, you had a meeting that day so I didn't tell you, and well when I had my next scan, we found out. Apparently it's a common mistake and happens to most doctors. Either that it she's trying to save her own ass." She mumbles, shrugging her shoulders.

"Oh God," I murmur as I kiss her repeatedly on the lips, "you have no idea how ecstatic I am."

"I have a pretty good idea." She whispers against my lips.

I sigh in content as I lean my forehead against her.

Someone taps me on the shoulder and so I look back, only to see Caleb and his boyfriend Valentine or Valentino, something along those lines.

"What the hell are you two lovebirds gushing over?" Caleb asks as he folds his arms over his chest.

"We're having twins!" I exclaim happily, unable to hold back my excitement.

"Oh." Caleb mutters as he looks over at us in confusion, "Congratulations I guess. Now you have two satans to deal with."

My smile drops as I glower at Caleb who smile back unaffected.

"You know I'm a twin." He says out of the blue.

My threatening façade drops as Nora and I both look at him in surprise.

"You are?" We both ask at the same time.

Caleb grins and then scoffs, "Of course not. The world can barely cope with my greatness let alone with another one of me."

I look at him blankly while Nora laughs.

"I'm guessing your doing your boyfriend a favour then by being with him." I say sarcastically.

Caleb nods solemnly, not understanding my false pretence.

"Now you're catching on Alexander James." He says smugly.

I look over at his boyfriend who grins back at Caleb with loving eyes.

How anyone could love such an annoyance, I'll never know.

"Whats going on here?" Come Stella's familiar voice as her and Abby approach us.

"Oh nothing." Nora says immediately, her wise wide.

I furrow my brows in confusion as I glance at her.

Why? I mentally try to pass onto her but for some reason it doesn't work as she tries to inconspicuously shake her head at me.

Now if it were someone else, Nora would have succeeded but unfortunately for her, my sister has a quick eye.

"Nora." Stella presses as she looks at her with a stern expression.

"Oh it's nothing," Nora says offhandedly, "We're just having twins is all."

I grin once again, unable to help myself as the thought races through my head of holding my two children in my arms.

I can't wait.

I have to keep reminding myself that there are just a few more months to go.

Stella and Abby on q start squealing in delight.

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?" Abby demands, still jumpy around in excitement.

Well as much as she can in her incredibly puffy wedding dress.

Even I want to hear this.

Looking at her, I see the all too familiar blush coating her cheeks.

"Well I-," she stammers, clearly trying to come up with something on the spot.

"Oh cmon." Stella inquires.

Nora sighs in defeat and shrugs her shoulder, "I didn't want you both to feel as if I was stealing your spotlight." She finally mumbles.

"Oh my God, you are adorable." Abby coos.

I shake my head in disbelief as I see her looking at the tiled floor in embarrassment.

This woman will be the death of me.

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Nora James' P. O. V

"Baby could you pass me that." I murmur as I motion to the remote right beside me on the bed.

Alexander looks up from his laptop– where he lies with me on the bed, per my demand– and glances down at were my hand is pointed.

Instead of arguing with me like he would usually do, he hands me the remote.

I smile in triumph at the thought of me having him round my finger and place the remote control right next to me without using it.

A few minutes go by and then I speak up once again.

"Hey baby."

At the sound of my voice Alexander looks up once again.

"Yes love?"

"Could you pass me that book over there on the night stand." I ask nonchalantly.

"Sure." He says, trying to sound indifferent though I know I'm slowly starting to get on his nerves if I haven't already.

He hands me the book, which I now discover to not be a book but a business magazine at that.

Why the hell does he even have this?

I place it right next to me on the bed beside the remote control.

"Nora love?" Alexander asks.

Not bothering to look away from my bowl of ramen noodles balanced on my stomach;

I 'hmm.'

"Well I can't help but notice," he begins taking a pause, "that you haven't been using the things you've been asking for."

I furrow my eyebrows in faux confusion.

"Yes I have. I just used my Vaseline." I say.

"Nope." Alexander says shifting away from me, "you haven't."

"Oh well." I reply, shrugging my shoulders.

Alexander's jaw clenches as he lets out a sigh.

"Is anything wrong Alex?" I ask though I know I'm getting on every last nerve of his.

How does that famous saying go?

Paybacks a bitch?

I mean it is a year later but one must never forget to take their revenge, no matter how small it may be.

I should become an advise giver.

What do they call them?

Oh yeah, an advisor.

"Babe, I hardly think tha-" Alexander cuts himself off midway.

"Wait," he says gazing at me through narrowed eyes.

He purses his lips at me as I'm sure he's remembering something.

Alexander's eyes light up as he points an accusatory finger at me.

Bingo.

"Nora! That was a year ago." He huffs out.

"But I'm bored!" I whine like a child.

"You've been on that stupid laptop all day and you haven't been giving me any attention." I say, huffing.

"I beg to differ." Alexander murmurs.

"Trying to persuade me for a who hour to shower with you does not count."

"Your loss." He smiles.

I give him a blank look to which his smile widens even more.

"Okay, okay. What do you want to do?" He finally asks, giving in.

"Well I mean. I am tired." I mumble.

Alexander's face immediately drops as he looks at me in disbelief.

Putting the empty bowl onto the night stand, I remove all of my empty wrappers and try to scoot towards him.

Halfway through, I get stuck in the sheets.

Pouting at Alex, he finally gives in and quickly shuts his laptop off before scooping me into his arms.

"You're so strong." I mumble again his chest.

He simply laughs and wraps his arms around me.

A few minutes later I groan and shift positions.

This time I lie on my back rather than on my side.

"Ugh." I groan in annoyance once more as I wiggle around.

Alexander lies stock still as he's gotten used to it after the first few months.

Finally finding a comfortable position, I snuggle into him once more.

Though all too soon, even this is cut short as I slight stabbing pain erupts in my stomach.

Damn it.

I shouldn't have eaten that leftover pizza.

But I mean, it was going to go in the trash.

And I mean, its food.

I squirm uncomfortably as another pain shoots through my stomach but as it fades I settle down.

Wait a minute.

Could it be?

Nah, it can't be.

Waving the thought off, I try to focus on Alexander's arms around me.

"You okay?" Alexander asks to which I nod.

As soon as I do though, my eyes widen as I feel liquid flooding out of me like a pipe bursting with water.

Alexander and I both freeze but he quickly gets back into action as he gently pushes me off him, and rolls me onto my back on the bed.

Peeling the covers off of myself, I look down only to look back up.

"I- uh- I," Alexander stutters as he wildly looks around the room ad of that will give him answers.

"Calm down babe." I coo, "it's probably just pee. I mean my due dates ages away." I try to coax him and myself.

Alexander ignores me and quickly lunges for his phone and car keys before grabbing the overnight bag that we'd packed for such emergencies.

"Your due dates two days away." He murmurs as he quickly rushes towards me.

Oh fuck.

How the hell does someone forget that?

I was supposed to go to the hospital tomorrow.

With the bag swung over his shoulder, Alexander quickly lifts me up and then jogs down the stairs.

"Good thing you work out eh?" I say trying to joke though unfortunately he isn't in a joking mood.

Quickly rushing out the house to the car, he buckles me in and himself gets in the car, turning on the engine.

"Maybe it's just that false labour thing?" I speak up.

Alexander shakes his head, "It isn't Braxton Hicks." He says firmly.

How the hell would he know?

I'm the one in pain, not him.

A piercing pain stabs at me again making me moan out loud.

This in turn causes Alexander to step on the gas as we race towards the hospital.

After what feels like an entire lifetime of me wincing and gasping and moaning in pain, the hospital comes into view.

Alexander immediately swerves in front of the Accidents and Emergency department and stops the car a little ways away from the door.

"What are you doing? Alexander!" I shout as he gets out of the car.

"You haven't parked! This is illegal, what the-" my shouts of protests get cut off as the door to my side opens and Alexander grabs onto me.

"Alexander." I gasp but stop short as I see the driver side door opening.

"I hope you have a great labour time." The person mumbles awkwardly as they slide into the seat.

"Greg?" I ask in disbelief to which he gives me a wide toothed smile.

I shake my head as Alexander lifts me up and jogs towards the hospital doors.

**********

"You bitch!" I scream as I grab onto Alexander's hand, squeezing as hard as I can.

Not giving a damn about his wincing either.

"You're doing great Mrs. James." The doctor speaks up, "In just a little while you will have not one but two beautiful babies. Just think of that and you'll be fine." He coaxes.

My glare deepens as I look from Alexander to the doctor.

"Have you ever given birth yourself?" I ask harshly.

The doctors smile wavers a she shakes her head, "No, not yet."

"Then why the fu-,"

"Nora, honey. I think you're being a bit too mean." Alexander coaxes as he strokes my hair back.

The doctor laughs as she shakes her head.

"Don't worry. I get this from patients all the time," she says smiling, "I'll be right back. I have another patient to attend too."

"Still, I apologise." Alexander says smiling back.

With that the doctor leaves.

"Were you flirting with her?" I ask in anger as I glare at him.

"What, baby no!"

"If you look at her again. I will take my children and leave you!" I threaten angrily.

Alexander closes his mouth and nods his head solemnly, before wincing as I squeeze his hand tightly as another contraction hits.

"It hurts." I whimper.

"I know love, I know." He whispers.

Through all of his worry, I can still see the anticipation and excitement lingering in his eyes.

"I love you." He whispers as he bends down to kiss my forehead.

I smile for the first time in three hours and nod my head.

*********

"I don't feel so good." Alexander mumbles as I squeeze his hand for the hundredth time.

Gasping through the pain, I have to speak over the doctors encouragement of 'Push.'

"You don't feel good?" I ask in exasperation as sweat trickled down my forehead.

"Sir are you all right?" A nurse asks as glances at Alexander.

"I- uh- I."

Before I know it, Alexander's bending over–hand still in mine– as he pants, trying to catch his breath."

"Sir?"

"Mr. James?"

All the nurses ask in alarm while he still has his head between his knees.

What the actual fuck?

"Nora honey," the doctor calls out to get my attention, "you just keep pushing okay. We're nearly there."

Dr. Sorroco then turns her attention to Alexander.

"Mr. James, just take deep in breaths okay."

Alexander groans and I pull on my hand only for him to squeeze it hard.

The nurses quickly grab a seat for him to sit down, which he does so.

"Alexander honey!" I try to say to him in a calm soothing voice.

Hearing me speak, he glances up.

"Just take deep brea-," I take a pause to let out a low scream as another contraction hits, "Just follow my breathing okay."

Alexander nods his head and we squeeze each other's hands in turn.

"Nora. Cmon you're nearly there. Just one final push." Dr. Sorroco urges.

Even Alexander looks at me and smiles encouragingly.

Letting out another screams I push with all I can.

A weird sensation passes throughout my body and then all I can hear is silence.

From me, from Alexander, and from all the doctors and nurses.

Oh no.

What's wrong?

Aren't babies supposed to cry?

The doctor quickly stands up and all I can see is a bundle of cloth.

And then a slapping noise can be heard.

Did she just slap my baby?

Immediately a shrill cry erupts throughout the room and everyone notably relaxes.

"Say hello to your baby boy." The doctor announces.

Alexander immediately stands up and rushes over to her while I try to do the same.

"Miss sorry but you have another baby to deliver." A nurse says in my ear as she holds me down.

"I want to see my damn baby." I growl.

"You will, you will there just cleaning your son up and then you can see him okay?" She murmurs.

Begrudgingly, I nod as Dr. Socorro sits down on her stool in front of me again.

"One down, one to go." She says, smiling.

Alexander comes to sit down next to me.

"They're cleaning him up. He's beautiful." He murmurs, smiling from ear to ear.

I smile back and all too soon I have to go through the exact same painful process.

"Cmon, Nora. One. Last. Push." The doctor encourages.

"I am never letting you touch me ever again Alexander James." I promise him but he smiles and nods.

That's all he seems to be doing.

I give one final push, lifting myself slightly off of the bed, then it's as if all my energy drains out and I collapse back against the bed.

Huffing and panting in exhaustion, this time I can hear my baby girl crying for all the world to hear.

Alexander quickly shoots out of his chair and rushes towards the pink wrapped bundle.

I lay my head bwad back against my pillow and close my eyes for a few moments.

Opening them back up, I see Alexander approaching me with one of my babies.

Oh God, I've had my babies.

Looking down at my stomach, as silly as it is, I feel weirdly empty and lost.

But all those thoughts vanish as Alexander steps closer to me and holds his arms out.

I gasp as I see my tiny baby boy and girl in his arms.

Looks up into his eyes, Alexander smiles and sniffles.

"I've never been so emotional before." He laughs lightly as he hands me one of the bundles.

I 'aw' gently as I hold my son in my arms.

I let out a gentle laugh as he squirms in my arms until he settles himself down with a small cry, escaping from his puckered pink lips.

His soft features startle me as I continuously strolls his soft cheek.

"Here." Alexander mumbles as he leans down, showing me our girl.

This time the tears pooling in my eyes, trail down my cheeks in running streaks as I take in her identical features of our son.

Their small button noses and dimpled chins with their jet black hair.

"We never decided on names." I mumble as I scoot over for Alexander to sit down.

"I'm assuming Alexandra or Alexandria is a no?" He asks laughing as he takes a seat next to me.

"Maybe." I mumble, "I was actually thinking for our son. And we'll it's up to you but," I pause looking up at him.

Alexander grins and nods for me to go on.

"Well," I continue, "Nathaniel James isn't such a bad name."

Alexander's eyes widen as he lets out a laugh.

"I like it, I like it a lot." He says smiling and nodding in confirmation.

"Well maybe now that I've chosen for our son, you could choose."

Alexander's grin widens.

"That seems fair."

**********

Apparently, our small family could only get fifteen minutes of peace before people start piling into the room.

"Oh my gosh."

"They're beautiful."

"Eh, they aren't as bad as I was expecting."

"I'm going to be the godfather right?"

Alexander and I roll our eyes at the last two comments made by Caleb and Greg.

"Can I hold one?" Stella asks as she steps forward.

"Oh me to." Sandra asks.

"I can't believe we're grandmothers." Comes an all too familiar voice.

"Mom?" I ask in alarm, only to see her and father standing there, grinning from ear to ear.

"Of course honey! We wouldn't miss seeing our grand babies. It took up both long enough." She says as she practically forcing my baby out of my arms.

Sandra quickly grabs onto Alexander's arm as she peers down into his arms.

Everyone gathers round the two babies.

"He looks just like me." Greg whispers as he touches the babies cheek.

"What are you naming them?" Abby asks excitedly.

Alexander and I look at one another and grin.

"Nathaniel Mason James." Is all I say.

Everyone 'aw's and start gushing over the name.

Greg grins at me and winks.

"And the other one?" Caleb asks.

"Charlotte Rae James." Alexander announces proudly.

"She looks like a Charlotte." Stella confirms as she rocks Charlotte too and fro.

"What happened to Alexandra?" Candice asks in confusion causing me to glare at her.

"Maybe next time." Alexander says still grinning in amusement, looking sideways at me.

I let a smile cross my face as I gaze at my entire family interacting with one another.

I honestly couldn't ask for better friend or family.

Glancing at Alexander, I smile as I see him already looking down at me.

I bite my lip and watch him open his mouth to say something, probably cheesy as he always does but unfortunately Greg beats him too it.

"So how did it feel?" He asks

"How did what feel?" I ask in confusion.

"The baby coming out of your-,"

"Greg!" Comes a chorus of voices causing him to shrug sheepishly.

"I was just curious." He mutters.

I shake my head in disbelief as he leans closer to me.

"So," he whispers, "how did it feel?"

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AN: Oh. My. Lord. I don't know whether to laugh or cry but Mr. And Mrs. Executive has officially come to an end.

Okay that's a lie, I'll be doing bonus chapters every once in a while cuz why the hell not. And who knows, maybe I'll write a book on one of the kids.

So no this is not goodbye. I do hope to see you all in Damien's book!

Also thank you very much to everyone who helped me in giving suggestions. You not only gave my ideas for the kids name but for future characters as well.

I'd like to especially thank for the name choice

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