Deliveries, Arrivals and the State of the Union

Part 4

Disclaimers: See part 1.


"There you go Mr. Seaborn, you're all set. Those stitches will need to come out in a few weeks." The doctor said, as he finished wrapping gauze around Sam's knuckle.


"You're a moron sometimes, you know that?" Cassie stood in the doorway watching him.

"I know." He smiled sheepishly at her. "How's you mom doing?"

"She's fine. They decided on names, James and Scott."

"Sounds good." She continued to look at him like he was an idiot. "Can you give me that look at home, I'm tired."

"Sure." She approached him. "How's your hand?"


She looked tired and defeated. "Despite your idiocy, I'll take you home and get you an ice pack."

He kissed her cheek. "I love you."

"You'd better."


"Margaret, you awake?" Leo asked softly not wanting to wake her if she was asleep.

"Yes, it's after five-thirty, I'm awake. How's Abbey?"

"She's fine. James and Scott."

"Good names."

Leo crawled in bed next to her. "Why would you automatically be awake at five-thirty?"

"Give me your hand." She took his hand on placed it on the side of her stomach. "I don't know how they know to do it, but every morning at five-thirty someone starts kicking the heck out of me."

He leaned his head against her middle and felt the babies moving around. "We have got to agree on some names for them."

"Every time we talk about it we just end up arguing."

"I know, but eventually they're going to need names."

Margaret took a deep breath. "Ok. How about.... Amy?"





"Hmm, I actually kind of like that one. How about Patrick?"

"I like that name."

"You see, that wasn't so bad." He looked up at her.

"What happens if your 'powers of perception' fail you and it's not a boy and a girl?"

"Then we can argue some more."

"You're really sure about this, aren't you?"

"Yes." Leo moved so they were face to face. "I love you."

She kissed him softly. "I love you too."



End part 4......