Luna

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Stevie was sitting up in the middle of the king-sized bed, her back against both her pillows and Lindsey's and she had changed into her pajamas which just so happened to be the plaid shirt that Lindsey left which she grabbed when Labor was just starting. It was buttoned all the way but because she drowned in it, the top button fell right between her breasts giving ease for Breastfeeding.

Lindsey had changed the twins into matching outfits. Hers was grey with little white elephants on it and she was wrapped in a newly crocheted purple blanket. He was wearing the same outfit but instead of grey and elephants, it was blue with white bears on it. His blanket was navy and light blue striped crocheted. 

"Hey." He says crawling in bed next to her.

"Hi." She whispers laying her head on his shoulder. 

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

"I'm so sore it's not even funny. Dr. Harris said every time I have to go to the bathroom I have to squirt this while I'm going to the bathroom." She explains.

He makes a face and a disgusted noise as he asks. "What is it?" 

"Warm water." She states. 

"How many stitches?" 

"Three." She tells him.

"Well, that's not bad." He shakes his head.

"But they hurt like a bitch and I'm currently sitting on an ice pack." She sighs. 

"I don't want to say it's your fault but..." He starts. 

"I know, but I couldn't push without you there. I couldn't get myself too. I meant what I said though Lindsey...I'm sorry." She looks at him.

"I know. I could feel it when you told me that." He nods.

"So does that mean you're coming home?" She asks.

"Yeah. I'm coming home. I've been living in wolf form by the graves." Lindsey explains.

"So all I had to do to see you is pack the girls up and take them to see Eli." She glares at him.

"Well, I would've run and hid but yeah..." He nods.

"Holy shit Lindsey..." She starts.

"What?" He asks.

"We're a family of six. We have four kids." Stevie sighs. 

"That we do." He nods. 

"The girls are with my dad tonight," Stevie says picking her head off of Lindsey's shoulder. 

"Do you want me to go get them?" He questions.

"No. No, I don't want you to go get them I just want you to hold me and get your scent back on that pillow." She motions to the pillow he's leaning against. 

"I like you in my shirt. You should wear them more often." Lindsey smirks kissing her head. 

"Maybe I will. It's quite comfortable. But you'd miss my nighties." She moves the blanket out of Aaron's little face. 

"I would miss your nighties...Maybe, if you wear my shirts in the winter and then your nighties in the summer that would be great. Now, will you finally take one of them my arms are like breaking." He smiles. 

"Aaron." She grins taking him into her arms, wincing as she has to slightly push herself up and move. When Aaron is safely in Stevie's arms Lindsey shifts Hannah in his arms. 

"He looks just like you do Lindsey." She looks between the two boys.

"Yeah, he does." Lindsey grins.