Schmoop Bingo Extra - Love Is Waiting
Title: Love is Waiting
Author: Redsirenfiction
Fandom: CWRPS (J2)
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: Will rot your teeth. Graphic home birth.
Disclaimer: Don't own them. This is all a mirage. Men can't get pregnant.
Summary: It took nine months, but finally the girls were coming into the world. |SOUNDTRACK| | INSPIRATION PAGE|
Notes: I've never had kids. This is all based on what research I could find online, so if something sounds way off, I apologize in advance.
Also, I made two preggers!Jared manips, but I'm too chicken-shit to post them up, so if you want to see me, comment and I'll link you to them.
Word Count: 5642
Jared wakes the morning of July 20th to a strong cramping, the kind he's used to feeling when he's pushed himself too hard on a run. Chris' damn Tex Mex Fiesta for his birthday is doing a number on his stomach and at nine months pregnant, Jared can't even take a damn swallow of Pepto to ease whatever's making his stomach tie itself into knots. Sighing, he gets up, pees, and goes back to bed, figuring that with his first day off for a few weeks starting today, he can afford to sleep in a little. Jensen wraps his arm around his husband instinctively once he's settled into bed again, his warm face pressing against Jared's neck and making him smile for the first time since last night when Steve was awesome enough to get him a new watch for his birthday.
They'd all gathered at the house, the party small and intimate, with nearly everyone bringing a dish of their best cooking, or a bottle of everyone's favorite drink. They'd caught up with each other's lives, fawned over Jared's bump, which was more of a cave, if size was anything to go by, and generally celebrated not only Jared's birthday, but the impending arrival of the twins as well. Chris, having read somewhere about how spice was good for something or another, had insisted on adding a little heat to the soft tacos he'd made. Jared had taken exactly one bite and then discreetly set the rest on Jensen's plate when Kane wasn't looking, knowing that any more and he'd be stuck in their bathroom for most of the day. The twins hadn't acquired a taste for spice yet.
A few hours later and the cramping actually wakes Jared. Groaning, he sits up slowly, the movement waking Jensen in the process.
“What's up?” He asks, groggy as he too sits up.
Jared knows what it is this time, and unlike the first two tries, doesn't feel an ounce of fear or anxiety. Smiling gently over his shoulder at his husband, he hopes Jensen's eyes aren't so foggy that he can't read the clear look on his face.
“Think you might be a dad today.” Jensen's face is priceless. Eyes widening almost comically, he sits up a little straighter, his hands stilling on where they'd been massaging Jared's back.
“Contractions?” He finally asks, his voice soft as he picks up the massage with more focus, his chin resting on Jared's shoulder.
“Yeah, felt them earlier but thought it was just my stomach protesting Chris' cooking.” Jared chuckles, bringing one of Jensen's hands to his stomach so that his husband will be able to feel the next one, however long it takes.
“Can't believe we're actually here.” Jensen murmurs in awe, the smile lighting his face taking Jared's breath away even from where they're sitting and how little he can see of it.
“Can't tell you how happy I am that we're finally here.” Jared groans along with his laugh, his own hand rubbing his swollen stomach.
“You're amazing, you know that? I don't even wanna think of how much of a terrible pregnant person I'd be. You'd probably file for divorce.” They share a laugh, Jared quieting just a bit as the contraction comes on. Jensen follows his husband's lead, smiling softly as he rubs Jared's stomach through the short burst of tension.
“Still a while to go. Wanna have some breakfast then run the final checks?” Jared asks, too awake to go back to bed.
They indulge in a light but delicious breakfast, and Jared partakes easily since Chris' food isn't to blame for his stomach troubles.
“We should probably give the folks a call.” Jensen mentioned once he was well into doing the checks, Jared nodding his agreement from his place next to the couch, his tall frame already rocking and rolling on the exercise ball they'd purchased specially for the birth.
Reaching back to the side table, he grabs the phone and starts in on their list of people to call, keeping it on speakerphone so that Jensen can hear as well.
“You boys got your backup plan all set?” Jared mother asks for what has to be the millionth time, both of them chuckling as they answer her with a resounding, 'yes, ma'am'.
Jared sighs happily as he hangs up the phone, still amused by the intensity of everyone's reaction to the news.
“How're you feelin', babe?” Jensen asks, wiping his hands on a dish rag as he finally finishes up the checks, the hose already snaking its way from their guest bathroom through the hall and into the birthing pool they got a week prior.
“Good. They're like ten minutes apart still.” He grins easily at his husband, Jared's eyes filled with nothing but love. Jensen can't stop himself from smiling back, sliding down to the floor and reaching one hand up to rub affectionately over Jared's belly.
“You ready to meet your parents, angels?” He speaks softly to their babies, having already been schooled on the fact that they can hear him. They found it out one night quite by accident. The girls were having a field day after too much sugar via their father and wouldn't quit kicking Jared right in the bladder. All it took were a few soft words from Jensen and, to the couple's amazement, both babies calmed down, the hard kicks turning to a gentle and bearable fluttering.
Just as Jared is about to speak, another contraction starts up, his stomach hardening with it to a point where even Jensen can feel it through his skin.
“Well good morning to you too, sweethearts.” He chuckles, a bit breathless at the intensity. Jensen just watches intently, knowing that with Jared as calm as he is, that the pain-if it does kick in-won't come until much later.
“It's too bad it's so hot out. Would've been nice to put the pool outside.” Jared says, rolling a little, wanting his hips as loose as possible.
“Yeah, but when you get too hot in here, I just crank the AC.” Jensen smirks, standing to go fetch them both water, one hand gliding through Jared's hair gently before he presses a kiss to his husband's forehead tenderly.
“Good point. Knew there was a reason I married you.” Jared teases gently, getting back up to his full height and heading for their stereo system, wanting a little music with their morning.
“Mmmm, love this song.” Jensen smiles, handing him his glass, his now-free hand sliding around Jared as best he can, the two swaying to the music, easy smiles on their faces.
“Did you ever think it could be like this?” Jared asks, turning to kiss his husband, relishing in the fact that there's no one to make him feel uncomfortable for doing so, this time around.
“Nope. I didn't have to change this morning.” Jensen makes it sound like the best thing in the world, and Jared beams at him, much too amused by his answer.
“It's nice being able to stay home, wear whatever we want, listen to whatever we want, do whatever we want.” Jared agrees, stilling for a moment as another contraction washes over him.
“Closer. Wanna start timing it?” He asks, not having felt the need to do it earlier as they had been so far apart. Jensen nods and sets his watch, pressing it once the contraction is over.
Content that they've got everything they need, that their backups are safely in place and that it really is happening, Jensen wraps both arms around Jared, taking his husband's water and setting it on the nearby mantle before resuming their slow dance.
“I love you so much.” He whispers, a fiercely protective tone to his voice. “You're gonna do amazing and we're gonna have two beautiful little babies when it's over.” He presses a kiss to Jared's shoulder when he feels his husband squeeze both his hands gratefully.
“Can't do it without you. Love you more than anything, Jensen.” Jared returns the sentiment with one of his own, his big hands sliding over the back of Jensen's lovingly.
“Contraction.” Jared adds calmly, pressing Jensen's watch for him with a chuckle. Slipping out of his husband's arms, he slowly moves to the floor, wanting to stretch out over the ball a bit, his back a little tight as the contraction works its way through his body.
Jensen follows him down, his hand automatically going to Jared's back, rubbing soothing circles into the muscles to help him through.
“Mmmm, that feels good.” Jared murmurs, face squished up onto his forearms, still placid despite the intensifying sensations flowing through his body.
“Good.” Jensen answers with a soft smile, so proud and so in love with his husband that he can barely contain it. Leaning forward, he presses tender kiss after tender kiss into Jared hair and temple, wanting more than anything for Jared to know he's safe and loved and looked after.
“Love you, Jay. So, so much.” He whispers, eyes closing at the strong emotions rushing straight up to his head.
“Love you too, babe.” Jared whispers, breathing deeply as the contraction subsides. He doesn't have time to say much else as he feels a sudden gush of fluid soak his thighs. Shaking his head and figuring that out of all the pants he had to be wearing, his water would break while wearing his favorite pair of PJ's, he looks down at Jensen with excitement.
“It's official.” He grins, slowly pushing back and then up, Jared making his way back to their guest room to change, glad that they'd prepped one it for this day, keeping some spare clothes and other necessities in it just in case something like this happened.
By the time he's done cleaning up and changing, he's had another contraction and as Jared walks back out to their living room, it's all he can do not to just flop down on the air mattress they set up next to the birthing pool. Jensen's there in a heartbeat, hands working the muscles that are now flaring from the lingering contraction.
“They're getting closer. I think they're about eight now.” He murmurs to Jensen, the sensation still closer to a cramp than any actual pain.
Jared closes his eyes, figuring that trying to sleep now will probably do him some good when he actually has to deliver. Jensen's hand soothes him and the next contraction breezes by him without Jared really even registering it. He relaxes into his husband's touch, feeling warmed from the sun, safe under his fingers and infinitely loved by the soft kisses Jensen pressed to every inch of exposed skin he can.
Jensen's been incredible. Throughout the entire pregnancy, he's been nothing but supportive, loving and kind. He hasn't uttered a single complaint about their lack of sleep, Jared's mood swings, or his weird 3am cravings for chocolate chip-and-mango puree. Jensen's never accidentally called him fat, never yelled at him for being a hormonal jerk, and never cracked jokes to his friends at Jared's expense. All in all, he's been the best husband and father-to-be Jared could ever ask for.
Now, laying behind him, one hand threaded with Jared's while the other massages his back, Jared thanks his stars yet again for bringing Jensen into his life. His husband's smile is the last thought Jared has before drifting into a peaceful sleep, letting his body prepare for birth while he dozes away the morning.
When Jared wakes again, it's to a very strong pressure in his back. Groaning he brings his legs up as far as he can and rocks his hips through the contraction.
“Hey, sleepyhead.” Is Jensen's gentle greeting as he sits down next to Jared, rubbing the spot that's aching with a deep, soothing pressure.
“That one was really intense.” He whispers, finally relaxing when it's over.
“That's the closest you've been. We're nearly there, babe.” Jensen whispers, leaning over his husband and pressing a gentle kiss to his temple. Jared smells the faint aroma of coca-cola and pizza and he groans for a whole different reason.
“Is there any left over? I'm starving.” He whispers, unable to recall if he's allowed to eat during labor or not.
“You bet there is. I'll be right back. Pool's filled up too in case you wanna hop in.” Jensen says, an easy, bright smile on his face as he gazes at Jared with the utmost fondness.
“You are awesome.” Jared grins back, his body already up and moving around again when the next contraction hits. He works through it, breathing and moving around on the ball like Olivia had showed him so many weeks ago. Jared had felt silly doing it at first, but now, he's glad she'd given him the tips, as the movements are doing wonders for easing the pressure on his back.
Jensen returns with a slice of veggie pizza, home made by Sera and smelling like heaven on a plate. Jared takes a bite and groans happily, forgetting all about being in labor as the food eases his protesting stomach and relaxes him even further. He pauses in his chewing only to breath through a particularly hard rush, but all in all, Jensen can barely tell his husband's in labor.
The difference between his first labor and this one is so startling that Jensen feels the need to pinch himself to make sure it's real. Without thinking, he cups Jared's cheek gently, eyes gazing over his husband in appreciation.
“Wha?” Jared asks around a mouthful of dough and veggies, one eyebrow quirking.
“Just...You're here. We're doing this. You're present. It's amazing.” He whispers, and Jared feels his heart swell, knowing full well what Jensen means.
“I'm enjoying this time around way more.” He agrees, swallowing his last bite and wiping his mouth before pulling Jensen's face close with both hands, kissing his husband passionately as another contraction swells over him like a pulsing, heated, light.
He hisses a little, one eyes squeezed shut, Jared strangely feeling like laughing as the first tinge of actual discomfort hits him.
“Bad?” Jensen asks, his face a near-grimace in his sympathy.
“A little on the sharper side, yeah.” And he lets out the chuckle he's been holding back, Jared so thrilled to be actually feeling something, that he can't help himself. Jensen gives him a raised eyebrow for a moment before he joins in, and soon the two are laughing as though someone just sat on a whoopy cushion on set.
The contractions get more uncomfortable after that and soon enough, Jared finds himself stripping down and sliding into the massive inflatable pool, the hot water easing the knots in his back without fail. Jensen slides in behind him once he's double-checked to make sure everything they need is within arm's reach.
“Oh god...” Jared groans, a hard contraction catching him a little unprepared, his back arching out towards Jensen, whose hands are already sweeping long circles across his entire back.
“I got ya, I got ya.” He soothes, feeling a little helpless as the love of his life works through the hard pressure of his body opening for their children. A thought crosses his mind and without a word, Jensen's hands slide up his husband's chest, fingers gently rubbing and rolling his nipples as Jared's stomach relaxes again.
“Keep that up and we're gonna have a problem.” Jared murmurs, the smile on his face making it clear that he's not mad.
“So? It's not like some nurse is gonna come barging in and faint at the sight of me making my husband feel good, taking his mind off things for a bit...” Jensen replies without hesitation, his body pressing against Jared's in a sensation so soothing that Jared can't help but sigh happily.
“You have a point, but...”
“But nothing. No one but you and me here, Jay. Do what you need to to make this easier, make this something you'll look back on without regrets. If you want me to stop, just tell me.” He kisses a line up his shoulder, hands still on his chest, rubbing the sensitive areas gently, every action imbued with love.
Jared relaxes, stilling Jensen's hands only when a contraction hits. It's not long before his husband's stimulation is doing two very wonderful things; making his contractions last a little longer (which is only good in Jared's book because it means a shorter labor), and making him incredibly aroused.
They'd read a few articles about orgasmic birth, but since most of the literature was aimed at women, Jared hadn't thought the same could be said for him. Jensen's proving him totally wrong. He sets aside his hang-ups and lets the pleasure of Jensen's hands sweep over him, Jared moaning softly and leaning back against Jensen as his orgasm coincides with a contraction, the ache of the pressure cancelled out by the wave of euphoria.
“Best husband in the world.” He pants, getting a laugh out of Jensen who's otherwise preoccupied with wiping away Jared's release, not wanting it to get in the water.
“Man's gotta have something to brag about to his buddies.” Jensen jokes, Jared already picturing the surprised and jealous looks on their friends' faces when Jensen tells them he made Jared come during labor. He gives a snort of laughter himself, knowing that his more reserved better half will never make a peep, unless Chris or Mike or Tom really press him for details, and even then, will blush the whole way through it.
They kiss slow and sensually, the romance easing any anxiety Jared was beginning to feel about delivering their babies. Never in his wildest dreams did he think it would actually feel pleasurable to have his body cramping and contracting, opening and changing to bring two new lives into the world. It makes him feel like he's on top of the world, and he really can't ask for anything better than what he's getting.
Jensen knows when Jared's getting close to pushing as his husband goes serious, still and quiet. He forgets that his water is right in front of him, barely blinks when Jensen speaks to him, and merely closes his eyes against the rushes that have becomes nearly stacked on top of each other, lasting a minute each time, and giving Jared a palsy two minutes to himself before the next one rolls over him.
If he's honest, Jensen's waiting for Jared to start cussing up a storm, to start screaming in pain, and to knock him on his ass with one good punch. None of that happens however, and instead, Jared merely lifts his head from the edge of the pool, giving Jensen a small smile.
“Can you check?” He all but whispers, Jensen knowing exactly what he means without him having to explain further. Getting into place behind Jared, he slips his hand between his husband's parted thighs and gently feels around, his smile going bright and excited as he's met with exactly what he was hoping to find.
“You're eight. Not long to go.” Jared nods, still smiling a touch as Jensen's hand smooths back his hair, the touch making him moan in the softest of ways. Jensen leans in close, nuzzling his husband's cheek lovingly.
“You can do this. You're strong. You're amazing. You're gonna do great.” He doesn't know if it's because the contractions have taken a lot out of him, or whether its the hormones talking again, but Jared merely nods, eyes squeezing shut as a few tears leak out.
“I love you, Jared. I love you.” Jensen adds, his hand stroking over Jared's head as he presses tender kisses to his cheek, the action soothing Jared back to the head space he was in not a few minutes before.
“I need out for a bit. Water's too warm.” He murmurs, and instantly, Jensen's there, letting him brace and stand, Jared leaning heavily on him as another contraction hits, this one making grunt at the force of it.
They manage to get Jared onto all fours before the next contraction, the rush taking a lot from him as he winces and pants through it, feeling more than a little like he's trying to push a boulder up a hill that just won't end.
“Girls, you need to come out of daddy, please. He can't take much more of this.” He whispers, rubbing his stomach with one hand while he pushes down on the ball with the other, trying to stretch out his back, even though nothing is comfortable right now. Jensen frowns a bit, wishing there was more he could do other than stroke through Jared's hair, whisper soothing affirmations to him and keep up the back rubs.
Another rush makes him grunt and groan, and through his labored breathing, Jared manages to raise his head, looking around like a cornered animal.
“Jen, I need you.” He calls out, not even realizing his husband is right beside him.
“I'm right here, Jay. I got you. You're doing great. You can do this.” Jensen's words are said with intensity and seriousness, one hand gently pushing Jared's chin up so he can give him a once over, make sure that nothing's amiss.
“I can't.” Jared whispers, the tears threatening to overtake him, and Jensen knows it's just the exhaustion talking because Jared's otherwise fine.
“Yes, you can. You are the strongest person I know and our girls are counting on you.” The words seem to steel Jared and he nods, breathing through the next contraction just like Olivia taught him, renewed purpose in his eyes.
After a good fifteen minutes, Jensen checks again and this time his smile could light a whole city.
“Ten, Jay. You're good to go. Whenever you feel like pushing, you go for it, okay?” Jared nods, licking dry lips and pointing at the water as he settles back into the pool, Jensen seconds behind him, the straw slipping into his mouth as Jensen smooths his knuckles over Jared's cheek affectionately.
“So proud of you.” He repeats for what must be the millionth time, the words having the same effect they've been having. Jared relaxes, smiles keenly up at his husband and puffs out a cheek for a kiss. Jensen chuckles and gives him a flurry of them, the actions making Jared relax and letting his body rest for a moment before he starts pushing.
He feels the urge to push with the next contraction, Jared adjusting his position a little and bearing down, his head resting on his arms. They'd slipped back into the pool after his transition had begun to slow some, the warm water renewing Jared's energy enough to focus him on the next part of their day. Jared feels his body opening, feels Jensen's hands rubbing his swollen tummy, feels time slow to allow them this moment.
The next contraction starts and he channels all his energy on getting his first daughter's head down into the birth canal, one hand instinctively dropping into the water to feel for any sign of her head. He's still not stretched, but he doesn't worry, knows that it'll happen when it needs to.
Contraction after contraction wash over Jared and soon he feels almost as though he is high, the intensity of it unlike anything he's felt before. Grunting, Jared leans back on the balls of his feet and squats, the push making him gasp out as he feels his body start to stretch around the head of their first baby.
“Jensen!” He cries out, a quick wave of panic overtaking him before Jensen's strong arms come around him from behind, letting him once again brace himself as the next push brings their daughter's head that much closer to coming out.
“You got this, Jay. You can do it. This is gonna be over before you know it and we'll be holding our girls. Come on. You got this.” Jensen's a pro at coaching him and Jared feels strengthened by the words, holding on tightly as the next contraction comes and he bears down with as much pressure as he dares.
The burn is nearly-blinding in its intensity and Jared feels the head bulge out, only to sink back in. He lets out a whimper of frustration as he pants through the small break his body gives him before pushing down again, speaking only to his baby girl.
“Come on, baby. Please! Daddy needs you out!” Jensen's hands tighten around his, and Jared's beyond grateful for the physical and emotional support,
The back and forth of her head continues for another handful of contractions before Jared's crying out again, the widest part of her skull stretching him beyond anything remotely comfortable.
“Jen, am I tearing?!” He squeaks out, one hand shakily feeling around the taught skin, trying to feel any rip in his body.
“No, no, you're good. I've got it.” And Jared lets out a shaky breath, feeling Jensen's hand pressing to the part that's stretched the worst, keeping the skin from pulling apart too far.
“She's not going back in, Jay. Another push and her head's out, baby.” Jared leans back hard, hands in a death grip around Jensen's as he waits for just the right moment and then pushes with a low, strung-out growl.
“Head's out! Head's out!” Jensen says, euphoria clear in his voice and without looking, Jared feels down and touches a little nose, and a chin. He doesn't have time to take it in however, as the next rush washes over, and he's pushing again, this time angling for her shoulder to slide out.
“A few more, Jay. You can do it.” Jensen keeps speaking in soft, caring tones, one hand holding Jared strongly while the other stays down by their daughter's head. There's enough depth to the pool that she won't hit the bottom if she comes out quickly, but he doesn't want to risk it either way.
“Jensen! God, Jen!” Jared's barking loud enough that Jensen's sure the neighbors can hear through the open patio doors, but he could give a damn, his husband can do whatever he damn well pleases when he's pushing their children out.
“Her shoulder's almost out. One more Jay and you're good.” He's back to being on all fours now, arms bracing heavily on the sturdy edge of the pool as he feels his body stretch wide again the shoulder coming out followed closely by its pair and in a rush, he feels the rest of her slip out, Jared giving a shocked sort of sound.
“Got her. Good job, baby!” Jensen's voice is thick with emotion, but Jared knows that he's got their daughter safe in his arms. He holds his breath as Jensen brings her out of the water, her body a pale pink. She's absolutely perfect and when she cries, Jared can't help but let out a soft sob, having been waiting to hear that exact noise for almost two years.
“You're catching number two, Jay. Got my hands a little full.” Jensen beams and Jared can't help but smile back through his tears, his focus on his baby girl making the second round of pushing come on a little easier.
“She's beautiful.” He whispers just before the urge to push comes over him again and he bears down, eased by the fact that Jensen still manages to stroke through his hair even while holding their newborn securely in his other arm.
Jensen stays close as Jared pushes, the same seesaw of their second daughter's head a little easier to deal with now that he's been through it once already. The burn still makes him gasp, but Jared's been down this road once already and the memory is still fresh, allowing him more composure the second time around.
“Come on, baby girl! Daddy wants to hold you out here. Come on.” Jared coaxes, rubbing his stomach in gentle downward circles, willing his second baby to come just a little faster than her sister.
Another long push, and Jared gets her head out, his breathing harsh but purposeful as he waits for the next urge to get her shoulders out. With another loud bark of sound, he pushes down and pops her first shoulder out into the water, the other sliding out seamlessly, her little body sliding out without hindrance seconds after. Jared catches her on her slide out and with a cry that's equal parts triumph, exhaustion and elation, he lets his legs slide out from under him, swinging one carefully up and out so that his girls are both in front of him.
“We did it.” He whispers out, looking up at Jensen with a tear-filled gaze. “We did it.”
Jensen's feverish kiss to his forehead settles Jared and he lets himself relax as his body quietly prepares to deliver the placenta. They hold their girls and cry softly for the two that could have been, the reality that they finally have a family making it impossible for them not to feel elation and the stronger of the two emotions wins out.
“They're so perfect, Jen. I can't believe we did it.” Jared whispers, sniffling softly as he looks up at his husband with awe.
“You did it all, Jay. I just played masseuse.” Jensen jokes, but Jared isn't about to let his part in all of it go unnoticed.
“You're kidding, right? Because I couldn't have done any of this without you. I was ready to give up there for a while. You kept me going. That's the most important thing anyone could have done for me today.” He spoke softly, his voice a little hoarse from growling.
“I love you so much, Jared.” Jensen's the one in tears this time, his head leaning against Jared's as the full realization hits him that he's finally a father.
“I love you too, Jen. Thank you for being here with me. For helping me through.”
“You're welcome, baby.” Jensen whispers, wrapping an arm around the three most important people in his life, neither he nor Jared noticing the placenta slipping out into the water.
“So are we sticking to our guns, or changing our minds?” Jared asks after a good amount of time spent just watching their girls get settled into their new environment.
“Nah, I like the names. Stick with 'em.” Jensen murmurs, the look of pure awe on his face undeniable as the older of the twins holds onto his finger in a tight, healthy grip.
“Olivia Rose Ackles-Padalecki.” Jared grins, holding their oldest in his arms and christening her with her name in a soft whisper.
“Which means you, my little angel, are Gabriella Elise Ackles-Padalecki.” Jensen finishes, pressing a tender kiss to his new daughter's forehead gently. She gives a little yawn, fists curling up in the air and Jensen has to stop himself from cooing like so many of the women in his family do on a regular basis.
They spend a little more time just holding their girls, checking fingers and toes, and making sure they're one hundred percent perfect before Jared starts feeling uncomfortable in the water and they slowly start the process of getting out, each holding part of the placenta which is heavier than either expected.
Jensen cries softly as he cuts the cords on his girls, giving them each a kiss before taking them from Jared's arms so his husband can grab a quick shower, Jared not wanting to be away from his girls any longer than he has to. His body is thrumming, but the pain is long gone, replaced by adrenaline as he carefully washes and dries off, Jensen and the girls right there next to the tub, the feeling of ecstatic happiness not leaving either of them for a second.
Soon enough, they all find themselves curled up in bed, Jared's smile hazy as exhaustion starts to finally take over, Olivia sucking happily on her first bottle, both girls having been given their first baths and put into little pale pink onesies. All Jared can smell is fresh laundry, milk, and soft skin, and it's the best thing he's ever experienced.
“Everyone's been notified.” He muses sleepily to Jensen as he puts his iPhone back on the nightstand, Olivia finishing her bottle with a little gurgle.
“Good. Means we can rest.” Jensen grins, pressing a soft kiss to Jared's lips, his husband making a noise of agreement before shifting to burp their baby.
Eyes closing of their own volition, Jared still fights it, wanting to get as much time as he can with his girls.
“I've got 'em, Jay. Sleep.” Jensen soothes, gently taking Olivia from him, her little fists curling up as Jensen settles her in his arms.
“Love you.” Jared whispers, eyes opening and head jerking so that Jensen will lean down.
“Love you too.” He whispers, getting another kiss from Jared before both of the take turns kissing their twins.
“We did it.” Jared whispers as he finally gives in, sleep coming easily after the day's events. Jensen can only smile and cuddle his girls, the happiness in his heart making him feel like he's flying.
“We did it, Jay. We did it.”
Author: Redsirenfiction
Fandom: CWRPS (J2)
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: Will rot your teeth. Graphic home birth.
Disclaimer: Don't own them. This is all a mirage. Men can't get pregnant.
Summary: It took nine months, but finally the girls were coming into the world. |SOUNDTRACK| | INSPIRATION PAGE|
Notes: I've never had kids. This is all based on what research I could find online, so if something sounds way off, I apologize in advance.
Also, I made two preggers!Jared manips, but I'm too chicken-shit to post them up, so if you want to see me, comment and I'll link you to them.
Word Count: 5642
Jared wakes the morning of July 20th to a strong cramping, the kind he's used to feeling when he's pushed himself too hard on a run. Chris' damn Tex Mex Fiesta for his birthday is doing a number on his stomach and at nine months pregnant, Jared can't even take a damn swallow of Pepto to ease whatever's making his stomach tie itself into knots. Sighing, he gets up, pees, and goes back to bed, figuring that with his first day off for a few weeks starting today, he can afford to sleep in a little. Jensen wraps his arm around his husband instinctively once he's settled into bed again, his warm face pressing against Jared's neck and making him smile for the first time since last night when Steve was awesome enough to get him a new watch for his birthday.
They'd all gathered at the house, the party small and intimate, with nearly everyone bringing a dish of their best cooking, or a bottle of everyone's favorite drink. They'd caught up with each other's lives, fawned over Jared's bump, which was more of a cave, if size was anything to go by, and generally celebrated not only Jared's birthday, but the impending arrival of the twins as well. Chris, having read somewhere about how spice was good for something or another, had insisted on adding a little heat to the soft tacos he'd made. Jared had taken exactly one bite and then discreetly set the rest on Jensen's plate when Kane wasn't looking, knowing that any more and he'd be stuck in their bathroom for most of the day. The twins hadn't acquired a taste for spice yet.
A few hours later and the cramping actually wakes Jared. Groaning, he sits up slowly, the movement waking Jensen in the process.
“What's up?” He asks, groggy as he too sits up.
Jared knows what it is this time, and unlike the first two tries, doesn't feel an ounce of fear or anxiety. Smiling gently over his shoulder at his husband, he hopes Jensen's eyes aren't so foggy that he can't read the clear look on his face.
“Think you might be a dad today.” Jensen's face is priceless. Eyes widening almost comically, he sits up a little straighter, his hands stilling on where they'd been massaging Jared's back.
“Contractions?” He finally asks, his voice soft as he picks up the massage with more focus, his chin resting on Jared's shoulder.
“Yeah, felt them earlier but thought it was just my stomach protesting Chris' cooking.” Jared chuckles, bringing one of Jensen's hands to his stomach so that his husband will be able to feel the next one, however long it takes.
“Can't believe we're actually here.” Jensen murmurs in awe, the smile lighting his face taking Jared's breath away even from where they're sitting and how little he can see of it.
“Can't tell you how happy I am that we're finally here.” Jared groans along with his laugh, his own hand rubbing his swollen stomach.
“You're amazing, you know that? I don't even wanna think of how much of a terrible pregnant person I'd be. You'd probably file for divorce.” They share a laugh, Jared quieting just a bit as the contraction comes on. Jensen follows his husband's lead, smiling softly as he rubs Jared's stomach through the short burst of tension.
“Still a while to go. Wanna have some breakfast then run the final checks?” Jared asks, too awake to go back to bed.
They indulge in a light but delicious breakfast, and Jared partakes easily since Chris' food isn't to blame for his stomach troubles.
“We should probably give the folks a call.” Jensen mentioned once he was well into doing the checks, Jared nodding his agreement from his place next to the couch, his tall frame already rocking and rolling on the exercise ball they'd purchased specially for the birth.
Reaching back to the side table, he grabs the phone and starts in on their list of people to call, keeping it on speakerphone so that Jensen can hear as well.
“You boys got your backup plan all set?” Jared mother asks for what has to be the millionth time, both of them chuckling as they answer her with a resounding, 'yes, ma'am'.
Jared sighs happily as he hangs up the phone, still amused by the intensity of everyone's reaction to the news.
“How're you feelin', babe?” Jensen asks, wiping his hands on a dish rag as he finally finishes up the checks, the hose already snaking its way from their guest bathroom through the hall and into the birthing pool they got a week prior.
“Good. They're like ten minutes apart still.” He grins easily at his husband, Jared's eyes filled with nothing but love. Jensen can't stop himself from smiling back, sliding down to the floor and reaching one hand up to rub affectionately over Jared's belly.
“You ready to meet your parents, angels?” He speaks softly to their babies, having already been schooled on the fact that they can hear him. They found it out one night quite by accident. The girls were having a field day after too much sugar via their father and wouldn't quit kicking Jared right in the bladder. All it took were a few soft words from Jensen and, to the couple's amazement, both babies calmed down, the hard kicks turning to a gentle and bearable fluttering.
Just as Jared is about to speak, another contraction starts up, his stomach hardening with it to a point where even Jensen can feel it through his skin.
“Well good morning to you too, sweethearts.” He chuckles, a bit breathless at the intensity. Jensen just watches intently, knowing that with Jared as calm as he is, that the pain-if it does kick in-won't come until much later.
“It's too bad it's so hot out. Would've been nice to put the pool outside.” Jared says, rolling a little, wanting his hips as loose as possible.
“Yeah, but when you get too hot in here, I just crank the AC.” Jensen smirks, standing to go fetch them both water, one hand gliding through Jared's hair gently before he presses a kiss to his husband's forehead tenderly.
“Good point. Knew there was a reason I married you.” Jared teases gently, getting back up to his full height and heading for their stereo system, wanting a little music with their morning.
“Mmmm, love this song.” Jensen smiles, handing him his glass, his now-free hand sliding around Jared as best he can, the two swaying to the music, easy smiles on their faces.
“Did you ever think it could be like this?” Jared asks, turning to kiss his husband, relishing in the fact that there's no one to make him feel uncomfortable for doing so, this time around.
“Nope. I didn't have to change this morning.” Jensen makes it sound like the best thing in the world, and Jared beams at him, much too amused by his answer.
“It's nice being able to stay home, wear whatever we want, listen to whatever we want, do whatever we want.” Jared agrees, stilling for a moment as another contraction washes over him.
“Closer. Wanna start timing it?” He asks, not having felt the need to do it earlier as they had been so far apart. Jensen nods and sets his watch, pressing it once the contraction is over.
Content that they've got everything they need, that their backups are safely in place and that it really is happening, Jensen wraps both arms around Jared, taking his husband's water and setting it on the nearby mantle before resuming their slow dance.
“I love you so much.” He whispers, a fiercely protective tone to his voice. “You're gonna do amazing and we're gonna have two beautiful little babies when it's over.” He presses a kiss to Jared's shoulder when he feels his husband squeeze both his hands gratefully.
“Can't do it without you. Love you more than anything, Jensen.” Jared returns the sentiment with one of his own, his big hands sliding over the back of Jensen's lovingly.
“Contraction.” Jared adds calmly, pressing Jensen's watch for him with a chuckle. Slipping out of his husband's arms, he slowly moves to the floor, wanting to stretch out over the ball a bit, his back a little tight as the contraction works its way through his body.
Jensen follows him down, his hand automatically going to Jared's back, rubbing soothing circles into the muscles to help him through.
“Mmmm, that feels good.” Jared murmurs, face squished up onto his forearms, still placid despite the intensifying sensations flowing through his body.
“Good.” Jensen answers with a soft smile, so proud and so in love with his husband that he can barely contain it. Leaning forward, he presses tender kiss after tender kiss into Jared hair and temple, wanting more than anything for Jared to know he's safe and loved and looked after.
“Love you, Jay. So, so much.” He whispers, eyes closing at the strong emotions rushing straight up to his head.
“Love you too, babe.” Jared whispers, breathing deeply as the contraction subsides. He doesn't have time to say much else as he feels a sudden gush of fluid soak his thighs. Shaking his head and figuring that out of all the pants he had to be wearing, his water would break while wearing his favorite pair of PJ's, he looks down at Jensen with excitement.
“It's official.” He grins, slowly pushing back and then up, Jared making his way back to their guest room to change, glad that they'd prepped one it for this day, keeping some spare clothes and other necessities in it just in case something like this happened.
By the time he's done cleaning up and changing, he's had another contraction and as Jared walks back out to their living room, it's all he can do not to just flop down on the air mattress they set up next to the birthing pool. Jensen's there in a heartbeat, hands working the muscles that are now flaring from the lingering contraction.
“They're getting closer. I think they're about eight now.” He murmurs to Jensen, the sensation still closer to a cramp than any actual pain.
Jared closes his eyes, figuring that trying to sleep now will probably do him some good when he actually has to deliver. Jensen's hand soothes him and the next contraction breezes by him without Jared really even registering it. He relaxes into his husband's touch, feeling warmed from the sun, safe under his fingers and infinitely loved by the soft kisses Jensen pressed to every inch of exposed skin he can.
Jensen's been incredible. Throughout the entire pregnancy, he's been nothing but supportive, loving and kind. He hasn't uttered a single complaint about their lack of sleep, Jared's mood swings, or his weird 3am cravings for chocolate chip-and-mango puree. Jensen's never accidentally called him fat, never yelled at him for being a hormonal jerk, and never cracked jokes to his friends at Jared's expense. All in all, he's been the best husband and father-to-be Jared could ever ask for.
Now, laying behind him, one hand threaded with Jared's while the other massages his back, Jared thanks his stars yet again for bringing Jensen into his life. His husband's smile is the last thought Jared has before drifting into a peaceful sleep, letting his body prepare for birth while he dozes away the morning.
When Jared wakes again, it's to a very strong pressure in his back. Groaning he brings his legs up as far as he can and rocks his hips through the contraction.
“Hey, sleepyhead.” Is Jensen's gentle greeting as he sits down next to Jared, rubbing the spot that's aching with a deep, soothing pressure.
“That one was really intense.” He whispers, finally relaxing when it's over.
“That's the closest you've been. We're nearly there, babe.” Jensen whispers, leaning over his husband and pressing a gentle kiss to his temple. Jared smells the faint aroma of coca-cola and pizza and he groans for a whole different reason.
“Is there any left over? I'm starving.” He whispers, unable to recall if he's allowed to eat during labor or not.
“You bet there is. I'll be right back. Pool's filled up too in case you wanna hop in.” Jensen says, an easy, bright smile on his face as he gazes at Jared with the utmost fondness.
“You are awesome.” Jared grins back, his body already up and moving around again when the next contraction hits. He works through it, breathing and moving around on the ball like Olivia had showed him so many weeks ago. Jared had felt silly doing it at first, but now, he's glad she'd given him the tips, as the movements are doing wonders for easing the pressure on his back.
Jensen returns with a slice of veggie pizza, home made by Sera and smelling like heaven on a plate. Jared takes a bite and groans happily, forgetting all about being in labor as the food eases his protesting stomach and relaxes him even further. He pauses in his chewing only to breath through a particularly hard rush, but all in all, Jensen can barely tell his husband's in labor.
The difference between his first labor and this one is so startling that Jensen feels the need to pinch himself to make sure it's real. Without thinking, he cups Jared's cheek gently, eyes gazing over his husband in appreciation.
“Wha?” Jared asks around a mouthful of dough and veggies, one eyebrow quirking.
“Just...You're here. We're doing this. You're present. It's amazing.” He whispers, and Jared feels his heart swell, knowing full well what Jensen means.
“I'm enjoying this time around way more.” He agrees, swallowing his last bite and wiping his mouth before pulling Jensen's face close with both hands, kissing his husband passionately as another contraction swells over him like a pulsing, heated, light.
He hisses a little, one eyes squeezed shut, Jared strangely feeling like laughing as the first tinge of actual discomfort hits him.
“Bad?” Jensen asks, his face a near-grimace in his sympathy.
“A little on the sharper side, yeah.” And he lets out the chuckle he's been holding back, Jared so thrilled to be actually feeling something, that he can't help himself. Jensen gives him a raised eyebrow for a moment before he joins in, and soon the two are laughing as though someone just sat on a whoopy cushion on set.
The contractions get more uncomfortable after that and soon enough, Jared finds himself stripping down and sliding into the massive inflatable pool, the hot water easing the knots in his back without fail. Jensen slides in behind him once he's double-checked to make sure everything they need is within arm's reach.
“Oh god...” Jared groans, a hard contraction catching him a little unprepared, his back arching out towards Jensen, whose hands are already sweeping long circles across his entire back.
“I got ya, I got ya.” He soothes, feeling a little helpless as the love of his life works through the hard pressure of his body opening for their children. A thought crosses his mind and without a word, Jensen's hands slide up his husband's chest, fingers gently rubbing and rolling his nipples as Jared's stomach relaxes again.
“Keep that up and we're gonna have a problem.” Jared murmurs, the smile on his face making it clear that he's not mad.
“So? It's not like some nurse is gonna come barging in and faint at the sight of me making my husband feel good, taking his mind off things for a bit...” Jensen replies without hesitation, his body pressing against Jared's in a sensation so soothing that Jared can't help but sigh happily.
“You have a point, but...”
“But nothing. No one but you and me here, Jay. Do what you need to to make this easier, make this something you'll look back on without regrets. If you want me to stop, just tell me.” He kisses a line up his shoulder, hands still on his chest, rubbing the sensitive areas gently, every action imbued with love.
Jared relaxes, stilling Jensen's hands only when a contraction hits. It's not long before his husband's stimulation is doing two very wonderful things; making his contractions last a little longer (which is only good in Jared's book because it means a shorter labor), and making him incredibly aroused.
They'd read a few articles about orgasmic birth, but since most of the literature was aimed at women, Jared hadn't thought the same could be said for him. Jensen's proving him totally wrong. He sets aside his hang-ups and lets the pleasure of Jensen's hands sweep over him, Jared moaning softly and leaning back against Jensen as his orgasm coincides with a contraction, the ache of the pressure cancelled out by the wave of euphoria.
“Best husband in the world.” He pants, getting a laugh out of Jensen who's otherwise preoccupied with wiping away Jared's release, not wanting it to get in the water.
“Man's gotta have something to brag about to his buddies.” Jensen jokes, Jared already picturing the surprised and jealous looks on their friends' faces when Jensen tells them he made Jared come during labor. He gives a snort of laughter himself, knowing that his more reserved better half will never make a peep, unless Chris or Mike or Tom really press him for details, and even then, will blush the whole way through it.
They kiss slow and sensually, the romance easing any anxiety Jared was beginning to feel about delivering their babies. Never in his wildest dreams did he think it would actually feel pleasurable to have his body cramping and contracting, opening and changing to bring two new lives into the world. It makes him feel like he's on top of the world, and he really can't ask for anything better than what he's getting.
Jensen knows when Jared's getting close to pushing as his husband goes serious, still and quiet. He forgets that his water is right in front of him, barely blinks when Jensen speaks to him, and merely closes his eyes against the rushes that have becomes nearly stacked on top of each other, lasting a minute each time, and giving Jared a palsy two minutes to himself before the next one rolls over him.
If he's honest, Jensen's waiting for Jared to start cussing up a storm, to start screaming in pain, and to knock him on his ass with one good punch. None of that happens however, and instead, Jared merely lifts his head from the edge of the pool, giving Jensen a small smile.
“Can you check?” He all but whispers, Jensen knowing exactly what he means without him having to explain further. Getting into place behind Jared, he slips his hand between his husband's parted thighs and gently feels around, his smile going bright and excited as he's met with exactly what he was hoping to find.
“You're eight. Not long to go.” Jared nods, still smiling a touch as Jensen's hand smooths back his hair, the touch making him moan in the softest of ways. Jensen leans in close, nuzzling his husband's cheek lovingly.
“You can do this. You're strong. You're amazing. You're gonna do great.” He doesn't know if it's because the contractions have taken a lot out of him, or whether its the hormones talking again, but Jared merely nods, eyes squeezing shut as a few tears leak out.
“I love you, Jared. I love you.” Jensen adds, his hand stroking over Jared's head as he presses tender kisses to his cheek, the action soothing Jared back to the head space he was in not a few minutes before.
“I need out for a bit. Water's too warm.” He murmurs, and instantly, Jensen's there, letting him brace and stand, Jared leaning heavily on him as another contraction hits, this one making grunt at the force of it.
They manage to get Jared onto all fours before the next contraction, the rush taking a lot from him as he winces and pants through it, feeling more than a little like he's trying to push a boulder up a hill that just won't end.
“Girls, you need to come out of daddy, please. He can't take much more of this.” He whispers, rubbing his stomach with one hand while he pushes down on the ball with the other, trying to stretch out his back, even though nothing is comfortable right now. Jensen frowns a bit, wishing there was more he could do other than stroke through Jared's hair, whisper soothing affirmations to him and keep up the back rubs.
Another rush makes him grunt and groan, and through his labored breathing, Jared manages to raise his head, looking around like a cornered animal.
“Jen, I need you.” He calls out, not even realizing his husband is right beside him.
“I'm right here, Jay. I got you. You're doing great. You can do this.” Jensen's words are said with intensity and seriousness, one hand gently pushing Jared's chin up so he can give him a once over, make sure that nothing's amiss.
“I can't.” Jared whispers, the tears threatening to overtake him, and Jensen knows it's just the exhaustion talking because Jared's otherwise fine.
“Yes, you can. You are the strongest person I know and our girls are counting on you.” The words seem to steel Jared and he nods, breathing through the next contraction just like Olivia taught him, renewed purpose in his eyes.
After a good fifteen minutes, Jensen checks again and this time his smile could light a whole city.
“Ten, Jay. You're good to go. Whenever you feel like pushing, you go for it, okay?” Jared nods, licking dry lips and pointing at the water as he settles back into the pool, Jensen seconds behind him, the straw slipping into his mouth as Jensen smooths his knuckles over Jared's cheek affectionately.
“So proud of you.” He repeats for what must be the millionth time, the words having the same effect they've been having. Jared relaxes, smiles keenly up at his husband and puffs out a cheek for a kiss. Jensen chuckles and gives him a flurry of them, the actions making Jared relax and letting his body rest for a moment before he starts pushing.
He feels the urge to push with the next contraction, Jared adjusting his position a little and bearing down, his head resting on his arms. They'd slipped back into the pool after his transition had begun to slow some, the warm water renewing Jared's energy enough to focus him on the next part of their day. Jared feels his body opening, feels Jensen's hands rubbing his swollen tummy, feels time slow to allow them this moment.
The next contraction starts and he channels all his energy on getting his first daughter's head down into the birth canal, one hand instinctively dropping into the water to feel for any sign of her head. He's still not stretched, but he doesn't worry, knows that it'll happen when it needs to.
Contraction after contraction wash over Jared and soon he feels almost as though he is high, the intensity of it unlike anything he's felt before. Grunting, Jared leans back on the balls of his feet and squats, the push making him gasp out as he feels his body start to stretch around the head of their first baby.
“Jensen!” He cries out, a quick wave of panic overtaking him before Jensen's strong arms come around him from behind, letting him once again brace himself as the next push brings their daughter's head that much closer to coming out.
“You got this, Jay. You can do it. This is gonna be over before you know it and we'll be holding our girls. Come on. You got this.” Jensen's a pro at coaching him and Jared feels strengthened by the words, holding on tightly as the next contraction comes and he bears down with as much pressure as he dares.
The burn is nearly-blinding in its intensity and Jared feels the head bulge out, only to sink back in. He lets out a whimper of frustration as he pants through the small break his body gives him before pushing down again, speaking only to his baby girl.
“Come on, baby. Please! Daddy needs you out!” Jensen's hands tighten around his, and Jared's beyond grateful for the physical and emotional support,
The back and forth of her head continues for another handful of contractions before Jared's crying out again, the widest part of her skull stretching him beyond anything remotely comfortable.
“Jen, am I tearing?!” He squeaks out, one hand shakily feeling around the taught skin, trying to feel any rip in his body.
“No, no, you're good. I've got it.” And Jared lets out a shaky breath, feeling Jensen's hand pressing to the part that's stretched the worst, keeping the skin from pulling apart too far.
“She's not going back in, Jay. Another push and her head's out, baby.” Jared leans back hard, hands in a death grip around Jensen's as he waits for just the right moment and then pushes with a low, strung-out growl.
“Head's out! Head's out!” Jensen says, euphoria clear in his voice and without looking, Jared feels down and touches a little nose, and a chin. He doesn't have time to take it in however, as the next rush washes over, and he's pushing again, this time angling for her shoulder to slide out.
“A few more, Jay. You can do it.” Jensen keeps speaking in soft, caring tones, one hand holding Jared strongly while the other stays down by their daughter's head. There's enough depth to the pool that she won't hit the bottom if she comes out quickly, but he doesn't want to risk it either way.
“Jensen! God, Jen!” Jared's barking loud enough that Jensen's sure the neighbors can hear through the open patio doors, but he could give a damn, his husband can do whatever he damn well pleases when he's pushing their children out.
“Her shoulder's almost out. One more Jay and you're good.” He's back to being on all fours now, arms bracing heavily on the sturdy edge of the pool as he feels his body stretch wide again the shoulder coming out followed closely by its pair and in a rush, he feels the rest of her slip out, Jared giving a shocked sort of sound.
“Got her. Good job, baby!” Jensen's voice is thick with emotion, but Jared knows that he's got their daughter safe in his arms. He holds his breath as Jensen brings her out of the water, her body a pale pink. She's absolutely perfect and when she cries, Jared can't help but let out a soft sob, having been waiting to hear that exact noise for almost two years.
“You're catching number two, Jay. Got my hands a little full.” Jensen beams and Jared can't help but smile back through his tears, his focus on his baby girl making the second round of pushing come on a little easier.
“She's beautiful.” He whispers just before the urge to push comes over him again and he bears down, eased by the fact that Jensen still manages to stroke through his hair even while holding their newborn securely in his other arm.
Jensen stays close as Jared pushes, the same seesaw of their second daughter's head a little easier to deal with now that he's been through it once already. The burn still makes him gasp, but Jared's been down this road once already and the memory is still fresh, allowing him more composure the second time around.
“Come on, baby girl! Daddy wants to hold you out here. Come on.” Jared coaxes, rubbing his stomach in gentle downward circles, willing his second baby to come just a little faster than her sister.
Another long push, and Jared gets her head out, his breathing harsh but purposeful as he waits for the next urge to get her shoulders out. With another loud bark of sound, he pushes down and pops her first shoulder out into the water, the other sliding out seamlessly, her little body sliding out without hindrance seconds after. Jared catches her on her slide out and with a cry that's equal parts triumph, exhaustion and elation, he lets his legs slide out from under him, swinging one carefully up and out so that his girls are both in front of him.
“We did it.” He whispers out, looking up at Jensen with a tear-filled gaze. “We did it.”
Jensen's feverish kiss to his forehead settles Jared and he lets himself relax as his body quietly prepares to deliver the placenta. They hold their girls and cry softly for the two that could have been, the reality that they finally have a family making it impossible for them not to feel elation and the stronger of the two emotions wins out.
“They're so perfect, Jen. I can't believe we did it.” Jared whispers, sniffling softly as he looks up at his husband with awe.
“You did it all, Jay. I just played masseuse.” Jensen jokes, but Jared isn't about to let his part in all of it go unnoticed.
“You're kidding, right? Because I couldn't have done any of this without you. I was ready to give up there for a while. You kept me going. That's the most important thing anyone could have done for me today.” He spoke softly, his voice a little hoarse from growling.
“I love you so much, Jared.” Jensen's the one in tears this time, his head leaning against Jared's as the full realization hits him that he's finally a father.
“I love you too, Jen. Thank you for being here with me. For helping me through.”
“You're welcome, baby.” Jensen whispers, wrapping an arm around the three most important people in his life, neither he nor Jared noticing the placenta slipping out into the water.
“So are we sticking to our guns, or changing our minds?” Jared asks after a good amount of time spent just watching their girls get settled into their new environment.
“Nah, I like the names. Stick with 'em.” Jensen murmurs, the look of pure awe on his face undeniable as the older of the twins holds onto his finger in a tight, healthy grip.
“Olivia Rose Ackles-Padalecki.” Jared grins, holding their oldest in his arms and christening her with her name in a soft whisper.
“Which means you, my little angel, are Gabriella Elise Ackles-Padalecki.” Jensen finishes, pressing a tender kiss to his new daughter's forehead gently. She gives a little yawn, fists curling up in the air and Jensen has to stop himself from cooing like so many of the women in his family do on a regular basis.
They spend a little more time just holding their girls, checking fingers and toes, and making sure they're one hundred percent perfect before Jared starts feeling uncomfortable in the water and they slowly start the process of getting out, each holding part of the placenta which is heavier than either expected.
Jensen cries softly as he cuts the cords on his girls, giving them each a kiss before taking them from Jared's arms so his husband can grab a quick shower, Jared not wanting to be away from his girls any longer than he has to. His body is thrumming, but the pain is long gone, replaced by adrenaline as he carefully washes and dries off, Jensen and the girls right there next to the tub, the feeling of ecstatic happiness not leaving either of them for a second.
Soon enough, they all find themselves curled up in bed, Jared's smile hazy as exhaustion starts to finally take over, Olivia sucking happily on her first bottle, both girls having been given their first baths and put into little pale pink onesies. All Jared can smell is fresh laundry, milk, and soft skin, and it's the best thing he's ever experienced.
“Everyone's been notified.” He muses sleepily to Jensen as he puts his iPhone back on the nightstand, Olivia finishing her bottle with a little gurgle.
“Good. Means we can rest.” Jensen grins, pressing a soft kiss to Jared's lips, his husband making a noise of agreement before shifting to burp their baby.
Eyes closing of their own volition, Jared still fights it, wanting to get as much time as he can with his girls.
“I've got 'em, Jay. Sleep.” Jensen soothes, gently taking Olivia from him, her little fists curling up as Jensen settles her in his arms.
“Love you.” Jared whispers, eyes opening and head jerking so that Jensen will lean down.
“Love you too.” He whispers, getting another kiss from Jared before both of the take turns kissing their twins.
“We did it.” Jared whispers as he finally gives in, sleep coming easily after the day's events. Jensen can only smile and cuddle his girls, the happiness in his heart making him feel like he's flying.
“We did it, Jay. We did it.”