“I’m not—”
A wail only rivaled by the siren at the stationhouse cut him off.
“And baby number two is a girl,” Jason announced as he lifted up the tiny wailing baby, her arms and legs wiggling wildly.
“Jesus, she’s got a set of lungs on her.” He smiled. He’d take those screams over that dead-silence any day of the week.
“Yes, she does. How about we give Mom both babies and see what happens,” Jason suggested.
“They’re okay?” Cov asked, worry creasing her weary face.
“More than,” Jason confirmed.
“But they’re so early,” Tris argued.
“Doesn’t mean there will be problems. I’m not seeing anything that causes me concern. We’ll take them one at a time in a minute to weight them and check a few things, but what we have here is two perfect little bundles of joy.”
Tris was pretty sure the bundle of joy screaming her head off wasn’t so joyful. He moved closer to his daughter, his son still cradle in his arms. “Hey, baby girl,” he murmured near her ear.
Instantly the child hushed and turned her head towards him.
“She knows your voice,” Cov whispered.
Both babies turned towards her. “And they both know yours.”
With the nurse’s help they placed both babies into Cov’s arms and Tris couldn’t resist pulling out his phone and snapping the first shot of the three most important people in his world.
“Do we have names for these two?” the nurse asked.
He glanced at Cov. They’d discussed it and couldn’t agree so they’d decided they’d get to pick one each, but now they had to work out who named who.
“You do the girl’s one,” Cov said with a smile.
“Okay.” He nodded. He’d had a few girls’ names he’d really liked but now that his daughter was here he wanted to take her in a little longer before he decided. “Give me a minute to look at her.”
“I think this guy looks like a Kane. Kane Tristan Harding.”
“Cov.” Tris could barely get her name out.
She smiled up at him. “I didn’t think you’d go for Tristan as a first name.”
“No. But I love Kane. And Tristan for a second name works.”
“So what are we calling his sister?” she asked.
“Carys Hope Harding.”
“Well.” Cov lowered her gaze to their quietly resting babies. “I think Kane and Carys are going to give their parents a run for their money.”
He swallowed the lump in his throat. He imagined they would. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
~ The End ~
