This is going to be the last chapter and then an epilouge.

Warnings: Mpreg, yaoi, OOC.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but plot, Zhane , and the babies. All else belongs to Capcom.

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They're Here

It's been around two weeks since we have finalized on the boys names. I'm a little more stressed now with the due date looming closer and closer. Even Wesker seems to be on edge, sticking closer and not leaving as often. When I pull myself from bed and head downstaris I see him sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper.

'He pulls off the whole dad look'

'I know, it's kind of weird.'

I.S. shrugs my shoulders. I walk over to the coffee pot and go to pour myself some coffee.

"Do you really think that's a good idea?"

I turn to face him and he isn't even looking up from his paper.

" I'm tired, and bored. I can't go out for a freaking walk, I feel like a whale and now you are going to deny me some freaking coffee?" I manage to hold back some tears but a sniffle escapes.

He lowers the corner edge of the paper and I notice that he isn't wearing his glasses. He doesn't say anything just gives me curious look.

I roll my eyes at him and then waddle my way to a chair, I sit down and stare at the newspaper. After a few minutes he sighs folding up the paper and placing it on the table he looks at me.

" Yes?"

"Why do you sound stressed? I'm the one carrying TWINS!" I yell at him, he doesn't even bat an eye.

"Are you hungry?" He says it in a more calmer tone.

"Don't patronize me." He closes his eyes and then rubs the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb,

"I'm not, I just wanted to know if you were hungry."

I place my arms on the table and attempt to lay down on them, I can't get all the way down so I just lean on them. "Yes" I mumble out.

He nods his head and then stands up, "ZHANE" He doesn't really yell but more of a loud voice that carries through out the house.

A second later he comes down tooth brush in hand, hair all over the place and looking slightly panicked. " It's time?" He looks at me and then raises an eyebrow at Wesker.

"No, he's hungry." With that he sits back down picking up the newspaper and reading it once more.

I let out a breath " I didn't mean for you to call him."

"Isn't he the one that cooks?" He says boredly.

I attempt to kick him under the table but my legs don't reach since I can't pull my chair in all the way.

" I'll be right back." Zhane says as he leaves the room. I just nod my head.

"That was rude. And we need to talk."

He sighs, and once again folds the paper. "What about?"

" The C-section."

He stares at me waiting for me to continue. " Where are we going to do it? How are we going to do it? And when are we going to do it?"

" I thought you wanted it here?"

"I do, but Zhane doesn't know how to get the stuff, and because of the virus he isn't even sure he'll be able to do it."

He swipes his tongue across his lips, "You are two weeks away, shouldn't this have been discussed a little bit sooner?" I can tell he isn't happy about this, he doesn't even try to hide it.

" It's to late to scold me now. Do you have any suggestions, I thought maybe having you do it would be better."

"Why?"

I shrug "Because I figured you would know what would cut through or even how to cut through. Well is that even going to be a problem?"

" Yes, it probably will be a problem."

I groan " Then help me out here."

"Chris I've never done this before."

I tap my fingers on the table top, " You're supposed to help me out, not make me more scared."

I folds his hands on the table, there is a moment of silence. " A scapel"

I give him a confused look " What?"

He takes in a breath " A scapel might be all we need, I might be able to use enough force in order to peirce the skin."

I nod my head, "Is that safe?"

" If you want safe and right you need to go to a hospital" He snaps, and then in a lighter tone " The best I can offer is the scapel option, Anything else and a major organ might get damaged or the kids." His hands flex a couple of times, they make a squeeking sound because of the gloves.

"I'm sorry."

He just nods his head.

" What about blood and the other things for the babies?"

" I don't know if you will bleed that much, I'll have to work fast in getting the kids out before your body starts to repair it self."

I try to give him a look that says I feel better and I'm more ok about this whole thing, but I think it worked.

" Listen, before docters and technology women had kids with a lot less." He tries to sound comforting but I don't think he knows how to, instead he sounds stuck-up but the way he says it,lightly,I can tell he is trying to be nice. It's a little awkward for the both of us.

I give him a crooked grin " Yeah but the mothers didn't always survive."

He rolls his eyes and smirks, " Yes well they weren't as stubborn as you, and I highly doubt that this will kill you. I've survived worse ordeals, opening up your stomach is alot safer."

I nod my head and smirk as well.

Zhane comes down then and looks more composed with his hair combed, dressed and no tooth paste in his mouth.

"What do you want to eat?"

I look around the kitchen, "Cereal is fine." He nods his head and then takes out a bowl and the milk as well as the cereal, he pours it into a bowl and then the milk grabbing a spoon on his way to the table he puts it down in front of me.

"Thanks"

"You're welcome." He then grabs another bowl and pours cereal into that with milk grabbing a spoon as he sits down in the other chair.

" Have you asked him about it?"

I nod my head "Just did, he said that he could probably do it with a scaple."

Zhane nods his head " Just a scaple?"

Wesker answers " Yes just a scaple, with my strenght I should be able to do it."

"Oh, where are you going to do it?" He takes a bite of his cereal.

I glance between him and Wesker before taking a bite of my cereal, " Definatly not the basement"

" Fine, then where?" Zhane smirks taking another bite.

" What about the living room?" Wesker offers.

" Why there?" I ask him.

" Where else are we going to do it? You can move the chairs and the couch to the side,lay some towles down and then you have a make-shift hospitial room"

I nod my head and then finish up my cereal. I get up and then place my bowl in the sink, Zhane finishes up as well and puts his bowl in the sink and we head to the living room to watch TV. There isn't much on but the news and cartoons. We settle on flipping through the channels once again when a searing pain hits me on the side.

"OW!"

Zhane jumps up, and I can hear the chair in the kitchen screeching as it's shoved back and the next second Wesker is standing in the doorway even P.B. has come running.

"What just happened?" Zhane gives me a worried look.

"One of them just kicked me in the side." I lift my shirt up and see a slight bruise forming. " Of course they can leave marks"

"So you're ok then... right?" Zhane still looks worried, I nod my head.

"Yeah I'm fine." With that we get back to watching the TV and Wesker goes back into the kitchen. P.B. jumps up on to the couch and nuzzles my hand, I pet him and he gives me a lick.

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Around lunch time the same thing happens, one of them kicks me in the side.

"What the heck?"

" Does anything feel broken?"

I give him a weird look "How the heck should I know?"

Zhane sighs " You can breath alright right?"

I nod my head, "Why?"

"I was just making sure they didn't bust a rib causing it to puncture a lung"

I rub my newly kicked side, "No nothing's broken. Are these guys ready to come out? They aren't going to try and burst out of me are they?" I shrugs his shoulders.

"Is that possiable?"

"I don't know, but that's what it kind of feels like." He nods his head.

"I'm going to go see my friend, get a new scapel and some pain-killers" I nod my head.

He leaves the kitchen and then heads outside and to his friend. I pull myself out of the chair and waddle to the cabinet pulling out a ziplock bag I then head to the frigde opening the freezer I put some ice in the bag and then close it. I make my way to the living room and slowly lean back on to the couch, when I get settled I place the bag on my sore side.

"You guys need to be gentle, you are going to hurt me." I rub my stomach with my other hand and then grab the remote flipping on the TV I settle for a CSI show.

A little bit later he returns with his supplies.

"Any more kicks?"

"No"

"Thats good, has Wesker come back?"

I shake my head. "Did he say where he was going?"

"No, but he said he wouldn't be too long."

I nod my head and then turn my attention back to the televison.

He heads to kitchen and then opens up a drawer, " I'm putting the pain-killers in here, I don't advise using them right now though."

"OK"

He comes back and I notice that he the scaple which is wraped in a little sleeve thing (A/N: I don't know if that makes sense.) "Where are you going to put that?"

"I don't know, in here maybe." He looks around the room and then purses his lips.

" On top of the TV?" He turns to look at it.

" No, I have an end table in the basement I'll bring that up and then just leave it against the wall and put it there" He gives me the scapel to hold as he heads downstaris.

I can hear stuff being moved around and I'm pretty sure he sneezed a couple of times, and then the soft thud of steps, one by one, coming up the staris and then he comes out holding a small wooden table. He places it against the wall, out of reach from accidental bumps, I hand him the scaple and he sets it on top of it.

"You know what take this again, I'm going to dust this thing off" He hands me the scapel again and then into the kitchen, he grabs some paper towles and wets them. Coming back he wipes the whole thing down I give him the scaple again and he puts it down.

He stands up and heads back to the kitchen throwing the paper towles away, he washes his hands and comes back, sitting next to me on the couch.

"What are you watching?"

" It's a CSI marathon."

He nods his head "That's a good show."

"Yeah I like it too."

We sit and watch it for the rest of the after noon, only getting up to go to the bathroom and eat lunch.

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After the marathon is over it's about time to go to bed so I push myself off the couch-with a little help from Zhane- and I slowly mke my way upstaris, stopping by the bathroom first and then heading to my room. When I get in there I sit down on the bed first and then bring one leg over on to the bed, lower myself down and then bring the other leg up as well. When I finaly get settled I'm able to relax and go to sleep, thankfully they don't kick in the middle of the night.

The next morning I wake up to the smell of coffee and happy barking puppy. I groan when I try to move over, after a second I brace myself and then pull myself out of bed. I head to the stairs, at a pace slower than a snails. When I get down the staris and in to the kitchen I see a weird sight, the music is on low and Zhane and P.B. seem to be dancing around.

"What are you two doing?"

Zhane stops immideatly and almost trips over P.B.

"Oh hey sorry did we wake you?" He bites on his lower lip.

I shake my head and smile " No"

He let's a little sigh of relife and then sits down at the table, I join him. A few minutes later Wesker comes in through the door and then into the kitchen. He has two bog carboard boxes.

"What's in there?"

He sets them down on the floor, "Carseats"

I take in a big breath " How could we forget to get those?" and then another question hits me and I give him confused look "How did you know to get those?"

Before He can answer Zhane asks another question "How come it took you all this time to find those?"

He looks between the both of us, "First of all I didn't forget, second, I saw strollers-which is another thing I got- and then a women was taking a carseat out of the car. And to answer your last question, "I couldn't find a place at first and then I had to rent a car."

We nod our heads in unison. We sit there in silence when Polar Bear breaks the tenstion by running around and then trying to jump up on Wesker.

"Does your dog need to go out?"

I shrug my shoulder and then look to Zhane.

"Oh no I don't think so, I let him out earlier." Wesker just quriks an eyebrow before grabbing the boxes and then heading back outside

"I need your keys"

Zhane stands up and then walks over to a drawer and opening it he pulls out my car keys and then hands them to Wesker. He leaves out the door and for another thirty minutes he stays out there. When he is done he comes back inside.

"Are you hungry?" Zhane asks me, I nod my head and he gets up . Grabbing the toaster from the cabinet he pulls it down and then heads to the bread cabinet grabbing the bagles out. "Apples and cinnamon?" (A/N: These are my favorite kind)

I nod my head "Sounds good." He places two bagels in the toaster and then sits back down. I stand up and head to the fridge grabbing out the cream cheese and bring it back over to the table.

In five or so minutes the the bagels pop up and Zhane stands up grabbing a plate for the both of us he brings them back grabbing two knives and then sets it down. He takes some cream cheese and spreads it over his bagels and I do too, when thats all done we start eating our I'm about two bites away from finishing my bagel one of them kicks me. I take in a sharp breath and drop the bagel, Zhane and Wesker both look at me.

"It wasn't as bad this time." I ground out rubbing my stomach.

"Wesker?" Zhane asks timidly, when he turns his attention to him he continues "Can the kids kick out of his stomach?"

"... What do you mean?"

I try to explan it " Can the kids kick so hard that they burst out?" He bringd his hand up to his face and then rubs the bridge of his nose.

"I don't know, it's a possiability. The G-virus could make them do it. They find a host get impregnanted and then the offspring kill the parent as they try to leave the body."

I'm still for a moment but then one of them kicks me again.

"SON OF A" I start coughing and pulling in air, as if I had just landed falt on my back and had the wind knocked out of me.

Zhane shoots a worried look at me and then at Wesker. " Should we do this now?"

"He's only eight months pregnant, just give it a couple more days." I glare at him.

"You are not waiting for these guys to bust their way out of me."

"No Christopher. Finish your breakfast."

I glare at him still but I pick up the last bites of my bagel and finish it. After breakfast is done we make our way to the living room-me and Zhane do- Wesker stays in the kitchen and makes himself something to eat. Zhane puts a movie on instead of watching whatever is on the TV. He puts on a movie called Signs (A/N: This was the first movie that popped into my head ) it isn't that bad. I fell asleep though before the movie was finished, didn't get to see the end of it.

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That is pretty much how the rest of the week went. I'd wake up get kicked, eat breakfast, watch a movie, maybe get kicked again, and then it would be time for lunch. After lunch is usually when Wesker would show up, he'd make a snide comment and then I would resist the urge to punch him in the face-sometimes- if I had a really bad morning I couldn't help it, and it made me feel better for the moment. After lunch I would head outside and play with Polar Bear for bit and then I would have to sit down, thankfully the kids seemed a bit more relaxed when I was out side and I haven't gotten kicked out there. When I was done out there I would come back in and go on the computer for a bit, just looking at diffirent things playing some games. I have noticed that when I play racing games the kids get excited as well and then they kick, so I have stuck to playing simple games.

Today is different though I can feel it, this morning I woke up becasue they had kicked me and I even puked up. When I got downstaris I wasn't hungry in fact I was dead tired so I laid down on the couch, not bothering to turn on the TV. I fell in to an un-easy sleep, I kept tossing- as much as one can while pregnant- and waking up. When Wesker came by he said I had some waht of a fever but that it wasn't so bad, Zhane placed a cool rag on my forehead.

When Wesker had walked past I had grabbed his arm, "I'm not going to lose the kids am I?"

He was quite for a bit, "I don't think so but I can't do the surgery now, you're sick. You are more prone top infection and the kids are as well."

"Even with the virus?"

He flexes his jaw, " Hosts are not supposed to survive this, because of the virus though your body is stonger and able to handle alot more."

"But the kids will be fine?"

He sighs "Christopher this better be the mood swings from being pregnant because normally you wouldn't give up this easily."

I clench my fists- tightneing the grip I still have on Wesker- "I'm not giving up I'm just facing facts."

"The facts, that fact is that yes right now you have a fever, that doesn't mean you are going to die." He sounds annoyed, yet I can tell he is trying to re-assure me as well.

I let go of my grip on his arm and he walks away, after that I fall back asleep and I don't wake up as often, the only time I do is when I have to go to the bathroom. When I get up for good it's the next day and I feel a whole lot better, my fever is done and the kids are relaxed. I'm able to eat something and hang out side for a bit.

Around lunch time I come back in and Zhane is makeing grilled cheese. I sit down at the table and he places one in front of me I start to eat it and dip it in the soup. When I have to go to the bathroom, so I stand up and head out of the kitchen when all of a sudden I get the urge tp puke. I lean over a bit when one of them kicks me but this time it's at my back and I hear a crack. I start to cough and I see blood.

"ZHANE!" He comes rushing over and he sees me.

"What's wrong?"

I.. think they... snapped... my...spine" I tell him in between coughs and gasping breaths.

"Shit, hang on" He pushes the couch and the chairs to the side and then runs up stairs when he comes back he has some towles and he lays them down on the floor. "Here" he says and walks me over. The reason I think I'm not dead with a cracked spine is becasue of the virus and it will heal once this is over with. He gets me down on the towels and then pain is searing through my body, I take a sharp breath in.

"Wesker should be here soon, do you want me to call Claire?"

I can't say anything but I manage a little nod, he rushes off to the kitchen and I can hear him dialing the number and then talking, he hangs up and comes back.

"I can't...even have... a .... normal... birth..heh..heh..." I try to lighten the mood, he manages a weak laugh.

"Claire said she was on her way." I nod my head.

"Argh" Oh those little buggers are trying to push their way out. "Hold on guys." I ground out between my teeth.

After six minutes of waiting- I know because he has a clock right above the kitchen door way that I never noticed until now- Wesker walks in and goes stock still when he sees me on the floor.

"What happened?"

"I think one of them kicked his back and broke his spine."

"Alright, well we should do this now then." To others it would sound un-caring and unconcerned but to me and maybe Zhane I knew that he was staying calm and trying to get things done. "I'm going to need gloves and some blankets or towles or what ever for the babies." Zhane nods his head and then takes off back upstairs.

When he returns he has two towles and he places them beside me and then runs down to the basement, he returns with an un-opened box of gloves and some disenfectant spray, he grabs the scaple from the end table and then brings them over to Wesker. He opens the box and takes out some gloves he puts them on then grabs the scaple and opens it up sprays it with spray.

"You are going to have to take off your shirt." I nod my head and manage to work it over my stomach and then Zhane helps me get it off my head.

He grabs the spray and sprays it right above my pelvic area.

"Alright, there isn't any time for a pain-reliver" I nod my head.

He takes the scaple and then slides it across my stomach, I hiss in a breath when he goes through my skin. He works fast in moving away my organs (A/N: My mom had like three C-sections and my dad said that is what they had to do lol) he pulls out one baby telling Zhane to get a towel ready he does and then he hands it to him, tying off the umbilical cord. He goes back in and I clench my my teeth at the feeling.

"Here is boy number two." Zhane wraps the other one in a towle and places him beside his brother, they both start crying.

Wesker fixes me back up and with in seconds my skin starts to reattach it self.

"Here" Wesker hands me the second boy "Welcome your son Dominik" I smile at the baby boy and I hold him close. Wesker picks up his brother Dimitri.

The wole thing seemed to last for hours but was actually just under eleven minutes. Both boys are healthy and fit. Claire had arrived five minutes after the boys were born.

"Ohh they are adorable." She smiles and looks like she is crying. "I'm an aunt"

I smile at her "Would you like to hold one?" She nods her head and sits down on the chair Wesker brings over Dimitri and hands him to her, She smiles down at him and starts cooing (A/N: I think that's what it is) at him. Wesker walks back over to me and grabs a few throw pillows and then places them behind me, I tense remembering my spine but all I do is crack my back as if I have been sleeping for a long time and nothing is broken, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

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It's been about a week since then and we have moved into our home in Canada, the neighbors love the kids and they say we make a cute couple. Wesker is as friendly as he has to be, but he doesn't make the effort to talk to them, he waves back if they wave at him, P.B. loves the kids and they get excited when he comes around sniffing at them.

Dimitri has my virus eyes, aqua and purple color with little flecks of brown. His hair is more of a dirty blonde color, what little wisps he has. Dominik though he looks more like Wesker, red-orange eyes but they are little more mello and there is some blue in there as well to even it out. his hair is dark brown, darker then mine almost but he has natural highlights of blonde, and it doesn't look bad, his hair is more fuller then his brothers.

They are learning faster then normal kids, they can already roll over on to the backs and stomachs and are able to focus on you.

The baby theme was perfect because they are complete opposites, Dimitri is more layed back and more like me while Dominik is more like Wesker in terms that he is finicky and gives me the same look Wesker does when he thinks I'm being slow. We gave Dimitri the night theme and Dominik the day theme. Thankfully they sleep through the night and it isn't as hard as I thought it was going to be.

Wesker is a great dad, even if he won't admit or rolls his eyes when I tell him he is. He takes them for walks with me and when I go out for a walk with P.B. he watches them with out a problem. Like today I came home and he was on the floor with them on his back, Dimitri was on his stomach and Dominik was on the floor, Wesker had a rattle and was playing with the both of them, they were smiling and giggleing and I saw a faint smile on his face as well.

I smile lightly and then walk into the house more I head for the kitchen and grab an apple, coming back I sit down on the couch and Dominik rolls over and he throws his arms up and laughs at me. I smile and wave at him and he starts kicking his feet.

Wesker sits up with Dimitri and then stands up placing him next to his brother he sits down on the couch next to me.

"We make good parents." I take a bite of my apple.

"You doubted us?" He smirks at me.

I shake my head no and finish eating my apple.

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There you have it the end of this series. Thank you all for reading it through the end. I don't know if I should do an epilouge or not, and should I write more or little one-shots? I don't really know right now lol.

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