A/N: Thank you to all those who have followed this story, but it had to come to an end. It was a great ride while it lasted. And thank you to Shadows-of-Realm for his awesome beta work on this story.
Chapter 16- New Beginnings
It was a cold January night and a heavy snow was falling outside. Since Rodney's release from the hospital four months ago, the family concentrated on being a family and preparing for the twins that were to arrive any day now. Their father had made a speedy recovery that stunned everyone, but having three kids and a wife pregnant with twins did not leave much time to lay around with a long recovery.
Jennifer sat in bed rubbing her very swollen belly. "Just don't pick tonight to come out you two," the pregnant woman sighed as she looked at the storm raging outside. She was glad to be home in a warm bed and soon to be joined by her husband who was making his last rounds after putting their children to bed. The mother several times over winced as she felt a sharp pain. "How do you boys have room to move in there?" She pulled the blankets closer as she waited for Rodney to return to their room.
"All the little devils are tucked in for the night and hoping for a snow day tomorrow," Rodney yawned as he entered the room. "I'm getting too old for this," he pouted as he plopped on the bed. "Are you sure we are ready for all this again? The midnight feedings and all the diapers. Times two."
The woman rolled her eyes at her husband, "It's a little too late." Jennifer pointed to her stomach. "Your boys are set to make an appearance any day now," she knew he was kidding, but she also knew his energy level was not near what it was before his accident. "You feeling okay, sexy?" she cupped his cheek with her hand.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Rodney asked as he sat behind his wife. "You are the one carrying around two watermelons...well four if you count those," he pointed to Jennifer's breasts, which had grown considerably through her pregnancy.
"You are lucky you I love you or I would have to hit you for that comment," Jennifer slid back slightly so she was nestled comfortably between Rodney's legs and her head on his chest.
He let out a contented sigh, still amazed that having Jennifer back in his life was real. Some days he expected to wake up and find himself a widowed single father of three children. "But they've gotten so huge. It was never like that before." Rodney pressed his lips against her shoulder blade.
"Keep up the breast comments and you will be sleeping on the couch," her eyes closed at the electric sensation that his lips and the stubble on his face caused on her bare skin. A change in subject was in order but her mind became fuzzy as Jennifer felt more than her husband's lips move to her neck. "How can you still think of that?" her breath hitched as his tongue made small circles on her neck. She had felt ugly and disgusting the last month and Rodney was erasing those thoughts with his mouth and the slight moan said he was doing a good job.
After the moan Rodney stopped, "What? I can't make out with my beautiful wife? Once the boys are born we are going to have no time to ourselves and I think we should try to get in all the time we can?"
Jennifer smiled, knowing he had a point. "If you put it that way, there is not much I can do with you behind me," a wicked grin spread across her face as she wiggled against his lap. "Except that," she said with a big smirk.
He groaned and closed his eyes at being teased, "Don't start something you cannot finish."
"I'm all for finishing it if you can find a way for us to actually start it. You're the physics genius," she tempted him further by pulling at his sweatpants.
"What does physics have to do with that?" Rodney was confused.
"Don't ruin..." Jennifer did not get to finish the thought as she was hit with a strong contraction. "Hell no. Not now."
The man's face went pale, "You are kidding me, right?" There was no way these boys were coming with the storm that was outside.
"I don't know," she hoped it was not the start of her going into labor. "There it's gone," Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief as the pain subsided.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Rodney moved so he was sitting in front of Jennifer.
The very pregnant woman nodded, "Just fine." She reached out and touched his face. "Sometimes I wonder if this is all a dream and I'll wake up and you will be still in that hospital bed."
The physicist leaned his face against her hand, "I've been thinking the same thing. I don't want to take up and find out you are still dead. I would not be able to handle that again."
"That is not going to happen," Jennifer reassured her husband. Even after all these months she could not fathom what he had been through, thinking her dead for over three years. "I'm not going anywhere," she drew him in for a kiss. "Except maybe the bathroom," Jennifer jumped out of bed as fast as her stomach would allow.
"How many times did you use the bathroom when I was putting the kids to bed?" Rodney tried not to laugh.
"Don't even go there, darling," Jennifer pointed and shook her head.
"Why won't you answer me?" the man appeared at the open door of the bathroom. "Four times? Maybe five?" Rodney was did not hold back the laughter.
"Such a comedian you think you are," the woman frowned. "And I'll have you know it was only twice. Now help me up," Jennifer struggled to get up.
"Here," he offered his hands to assist his wife.
"Thank you," she pulled herself up and as a thank you, Jennifer kissed Rodney's cheek.
"Anytime," the scientist excused himself from the bathroom to watch the fierce storm from the bedroom window.
"It's really bad out there, but it is so pretty watching from here," she leaned against her husband'" chest, wrapping his arms securely around her.
Rodney nodded in agreement, "Perfect night for holding the one you love close."
Jennifer felt goose bumps raise on her skin as the words rang in her ears. For the first time in a long time, it felt as if everything was going to be alright and their life was on track to be what it was always meant to be. "Exactly," her head turned to look out the window. "You know we haven't picked names for the boys."
"What about Bruce and Clark?" he suggested with a mischievous grin.
Jennifer groaned inwardly, "As in Wayne and Kent. Think again my one true geek. Nice try, though."
Rodney pouted, "It was worth a shot. How about Thing One and Thing Two?"
"What am I going to do with you?"
"Lock me up and throw away the key?" he laughed as his finger drew circles around Jennifer's stomach.
The laughter was contagious, "That doesn't sound like a bad idea. All the things I could do to you." Jennifer's expression had naughty implications.
"Care to share some of those thoughts?" Rodney raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Use your imagination and past experience," the grinning woman placed her hands over Rodney's, lacing her fingers with his.
"I knew there was a reason I married you."
"You mean for the great sex?"
"That's a small part of it," Rodney pressed his lips against his wife's neck. "Back to names for the boys."
"If we must," Jennifer teased. She paused and pursed her lips, not sure how he was going to take what she was about to take her suggestion. "How about Michael?"
The father frowned at the mention of the name, "Why would we do that? Is that your way to ask if I talked to him?" Rodney did not want to talk about his own father. "I don't want to think about him. No negative thoughts. Only good thoughts and how soon we will have five children ruling over us."
"How about naming one of them after Radek?" Jennifer suggested.
"And have Abigail torture him endlessly? That wouldn't be right. "We can't name another one after John and we already established that we are not naming them after me," he felt the need to give that reminder. "You we really have to name them after someone. We can randomly pick names from a baby name book."
"So they can end up with names like Percival and Albus," she shook her head.
"You've been reading Harry Potter again, haven't you? What about Carlisle or Emmett," the physicist teased.
"And someone has been reading Twilight," Jennifer thought that two could play this game. "Does my husband have a thing for sparkly vampires?"
Rodney blushed, "Quiet, you. Christopher?" He threw out one suggestion. It was a simple name and not one the boy would be made fun of.
"Christopher is nice. Chris for short," she agreed. One name was done and they had one to go. "How about Adam?" The stubborn man might have refused to talk about his father and sister, but she was not sure where he stood on the brother he did not remember until Michael told him about it.
That was a tough decision to make and Rodney thought on it for several minutes, "Okay. That would be nice." A nice tribute to someone he had only started to remember in flashes since being told about his twin.
As if almost on cue that once names were settled on, Jennifer's water broke.
Seven hours later the veteran parents were holding their newborn sons. "They are just perfect," Rodney cooed at Adam in his arms.
"I know," Jennifer lightly rocked Christopher. All the months of feeling disgusting and looking like a cow disappeared the moment the boys were placed in her arms. She knew the two boys were their chance at a fresh start. No more pain and heartache. It was the start of their happily ever after getting back on track after many detours in the last seven years.
"I love you, Jennifer McKay."
"I love you, Rodney McKay."
The couple then sealed their future with a sweet kiss.