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Louis was sure his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets at any moment, unable to stop staring at his daughter. He was momentarily distracted when the nurse placed his other daughter on his chest, letting Harry hold her in place. He looked down at her and her dark brown hair before his gaze was focused back again on his daughter still in the pediatrician's arms. All he could see was her almost blonde hair and the first thing he thought was how his twins were like day and night with their hair color. He was a little stunned when the pediatrician finally placed her right next to her older sister, the baby calming down as soon as she was close to her.

"We'll let you be with them for a little bit before we take them to clean them up and do a full checkup." He said, leaving soon after.

Louis couldn't help but look at her hands while Harry was already kissing them, ignoring the two extra fingers on their younger daughter's hands. They were connected to her pinkies by a flap of skin and were as small as her toes. Louis couldn't help but be slightly disgusted at the sight of them, and it made him feel like the shittiest parent ever. He felt terrible for feeling that way that he burst out crying right there, not caring that there were other people in the room.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, a confused expression on his face.

"N- Nothing, I'm just really happy." Louis half lied, feeling even worse.

"I'm happy too." Harry smiled, "But now we have to name them. How about we name the oldest Samantha, and this cutie, Saylor." He suggested, leaning down to kiss her tiny nose then the side of her head loving the blonde strands of her hair.

"Okay." Louis agreed, then finally wrapped his arms around his daughters.

He didn't get much time with them when they were taken away and he was taken back to his assigned room where Jay and Ian were already waiting. When his bed was rolled into the room, Louis noticed no one was in there quickly figuring out that his mother must have taken Ian somewhere. He was still waiting for her when Harry walked in, now wearing his own clothes, seeing him taking a seat on the chair right next to his bed.

"Jay went to the parking lot to get my parents. They just came back a few hours ago and she called them." Harry told him.

"Are we going to tell them before they actually see it?" Louis asked, unable to look him in the eye.

"I think we should tell them first. But it's nothing to freak out over, Saylor is alive and healthy and that's all that matters." Harry smiled, but it faded when he saw Louis glaring at him, "What?"

"It's nothing to freak out about?" Louis raised his voice, "In case you didn't hear the doctor or notice, Saylor has twelve fingers!"

"So?" Harry was completely confused.

"So!? She's not norm- that's not normal!" Louis shouted, his eyes filling with tears.

He cried more when Harry stood up and paced back and forth in front of him before stopping right in front of the bed, "Say it! I fucking dare you! Say she's not normal."

"Six fingers on each hand is not normal." Louis looked down at his lap, playing with his fingers, "She's not normal."

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Harry pulled on his hair, "She's still your daughter whether you like it or not. I'm gonna go see them, at least let her know and show her that her father loves her no matter what." He spat before he walked out of the room leaving Louis alone and in tears, he didn't give a shit.

He made a stop to go to the bathroom and clean off the hot angry tears rolling down his cheeks before he could go see his daughters. Once his face was clean, he made his way there still unable to believe Louis' attitude towards Saylor. He asked to be let in and soon he was sitting on a chair holding both of their daughters, hoping for them to open their eyes at least just a little. He kissed Saylor's hand when she lifted it up and lowered it down again seconds later.

"I'm sure mummy loves you, darling. He's just a little hormonal, but don't worry, when he holds you and your sister he'll never want to let you go." Harry told her then looked at Samantha, "He loves you both."

"Mr. Styles?" A nurse interrupted them, "We're going to take them to your husband's room so they can be fed, and Dr. Huard as well as Dr. Freeman will be there soon to talk to both of you."

"Okay." Harry nodded, letting the nurse put his daughters back in their bassinets.

He made his way out of the nursery and into Louis' room where he was still crying, not being able to stop even when he took a seat next to him. They waited in silence until two nurses walked in, making quick work of giving the babies to Louis. Harry clenched his jaw when Louis didn't even look at Saylor and instead grabbed Samantha and the bottle, feeding her right away. Harry took Saylor in his arms wearing the biggest smile and started feeding her, then stood up and went to take a seat on the couch to be more comfortable. They were still eating when the doctors walked in.

"Hello Louis. How are you feeling?" Dr. Freeman asked as she and Dr. Huard washed their hands.

"Tired." Louis mumbled.

"That's normal, makes sure to get a lot of rest for the next few days and you'll be good as new." She smiled at him then looked at Harry, "How are you?"

"I'm doing great." Harry smiled at her, then looked down at his daughter who still had her eyes closed.

"We do have a lot to talk about." Dr. Freeman started after Dr. Huard had greeted them, "If you remember, your second baby did not cry right away, and it's our responsibility to let you know what happened."

"She had her cord loosely wrapped around her neck, we managed to unwrap it and after checking, we didn't see any kind of damage to her neck. Both of them are healthy babies, you have nothing to worry about." She said, seeing the way their eyes widened and Harry held the baby closer to him.

"What about Saylor's...extra fingers?" Louis asked, hearing Dr. Huard clearing his throat.

"She was born with a congenital physical anomaly called Ulnar polydactyly. It usually does not interfere with hand function, but for social reasons it can be treated operatively." He explained, "I'm gonna order an x ray to see if there's bone and later an MRI might be necessary to assess blood flow. They're getting blood flow since they're the same color as the rest of her hands, but we'll do it just to be a hundred percent sure and know what to expect."

"Do you know why she was born like that?" Harry asked, holding his daughter closer to him when they all looked their way.

"Polydactyly is associated with different mutations, either mutations in a gene itself or in a cis-regulatory element responsible for the expression of a specific gene. It can also be hereditary, if anyone in your family has an extra digit, you can have up to a fifty percent chance of having an extra digit." He explained, noticing the way both parents looked at each other.

"Can it be removed?" Louis asked, "With no injuries or lasting effects. I wouldn't want to do it if it's going to damage her hands."

"After the x rays I'll refer you to a pediatric hand specialist." Dr. Huard gave them a reassuring smile, "She's a healthy baby, and I'm sure she'll be okay."

"Thank you." Harry smiled at him, putting the bottle aside then placed Saylor against his chest to pat her back until she was comfortable again.

"That's all for now, I'll give the order tomorrow for those x rays. I'll let you spend time with them today, I'm sure Ian is eager to meet his baby sisters." Dr. Huard smiled.

They nodded then thanked them before they left, leaving them in an uncomfortable silence. Louis held Samantha close to him then started running his fingers through her dark hair, seeing she had a lot while Saylor barely had any. He watched Harry as he rummaged through her bag, then took out a pink hat with Saylor's initials with a tiny boat at the end of it. He put it on her while Louis observed the way he was so careful with her then smiled as soon as he had put it on. Louis wanted to hold her.

"Can I hold her?" He finally asked.

"She's your daughter too." Harry got up and placed her in between Louis' legs before grabbing Samantha, going back to the couch to put her hat on with a bee instead of a boat.

Louis picked Saylor up and held her close before kissing her forehead, then his eyes filled with tears when she squirmed in his hold and let out the cutest yawn. She opened her eyes for less than two seconds then stopped moving, letting out a cute sigh. Louis could see she was extremely comfortable and that made him feel worse, but now all he could do was show her all his love.

He looked at her hands and out of nowhere kissed them, remembering how she had been born with the cord wrapped around her neck. A few more days and she would have been gone, so what were two extra fingers compared to her precious life. He and Harry could have lost their daughter, and in the end, if that had happened then two extra fingers wouldn't have mattered at all.

"Mummy's so sorry, sweetheart." Louis started crying as he kissed her forehead, not noticing Harry looking at him.

Harry got up and took a seat next to Louis, using his free arm to wrap it around his husband, then kissed the side of his head, this time feeling Louis leaning close to him. Louis had finally stopped crying and was now doting over his daughters along with Harry when they heard a knock on the door. Jay walked in followed by Anne and finally Des who was holding Ian. The toddler was holding his giraffe and two stuffed bunnies, one of them with a light blue ribbon around its neck and the other with a pink one.

"Let me see them!" Jay started tearing up, "Oh my, look at them."

"What did you do to your hair?" Anne asked, a hand over her chest.

"I cut it." Harry shrugged. "So! Before you meet them we need to tell you something." He continued, seeing how worried they looked now.

"Is there something wrong?" Anne asked.

"Don't freak out, okay? Saylor," Harry paused and caressed Saylor's cheek, "was born with a little anomaly, but hopefully it will be fixed soon."

"Son, you're scaring us." Des took a step closer.

"She was born with two extra fingers." Louis finally told them, "The doctor said it could be hereditary or just genetic mutations. But she's okay and that's all that matters."

"That shouldn't matter." Jay got closer, looking down at her granddaughters, "They are gorgeous." She teared up.

"Look who wants to meet his baby sisters." Des spoke up, that's when the adults looked at the toddler who was comfortable in his papa's arms.

"Pumpkin." Louis smiled at him, giving Saylor to Harry then opened up his arms for Ian.

His son happily went to him and snuggled up against him, but was quick to shyly look at his sisters. He watched them for a few seconds before he turned away from them and rested his head against Louis' chest. Louis held him close, hoping for him to be his usual sweet self to his sisters.

"Pumpkin, remember how I had two babies in my tummy?" Louis asked as soon as he had Ian's full attention, "That's Say and Sammy." Louis turned him around so he was facing the two sleeping babies.

"They're baby sisters!" Harry leaned down to kiss his little face, making him giggle.

"Baby!" Ian smiled, doing his best to turn around and look at his sisters.

He watched them for a few seconds, as if trying to figure out what exactly were they and how had they gotten there in the first place. He had gone to get a snack with grandma and now they were there! When he was done observing them, Saylor opened her eyes and yawned as she stretched, making Ian smile and reach for her hand. Louis held his breath, wanting to pull him back when he didn't know if his baby girl would be in pain. Lucky for him, Saylor only closed her eyes again as Ian held her hand, completely ignoring the extra finger as if it wasn't there in the first place.

He was still holding her hand when Samantha frowned then let out a cry, startling Ian who got closer to see what was wrong with her. She cried for a few more seconds until Ian, being the sweetest baby that he was, gave her his giraffe. He placed it right next to her then smiled at her until Samantha fully calmed down, that's when Ian took it back and hugged it. He stayed there for a few minutes just holding their hands until he got bored, that's when Des decided to let him down since Louis and Harry had their hands full.

Des chose to sit down when Harry asked if he wanted to hold them, and when he nodded, Anne helped with Samantha while Harry had Saylor. They were the tiniest babies ever, looking even more tiny when held together. Des' eyes were already watery as soon as they were in his arms, and Anne didn't waste time on taking pictures. It was the sweetest thing to watch when Ian would walk by and stop to give his sisters a big kiss, then continue on his way just to come back moments later.

He had gotten obsessed with grabbing their hands and sometimes, if he had the chance, he would put them in his mouth or lick them. He would always get stopped by the adults, until Harry picked him up and set him down in between Louis and himself to let their parents hold his girls. It didn't last long when he was already squirming and trying to escape them, but Harry was always faster than he was.

"No! Daddy no! I p'ay daddy, I p'ay." Ian started crying when Harry set him on his lap and wrapped his arms around his little waist to keep him from escaping.

"No, you can't be running here or licking your sisters hands. That's gross, dude." Harry held on to him tighter, "You're going to wake them up with your screams." He kissed his cheek until Ian was pushing his face away.

Ian screamed again until Harry put his hand over his mouth, making Ian giggle when Harry's hand actually covered his whole face. Harry knew Ian needed his nap, and half an hour later sighed in relief when Ian passed out in his arms still holding his giraffe. It wasn't long before Aaron showed up bringing Louis a bouquet of pink and white roses, going to hug his son then meet his new granddaughters. Louis was so happy when his father had the same reaction to Saylor's hands as the rest of the parents, crying when he had mentioned how lucky he was to be their grandfather.

"Dr. Huard said they're either a genetic mutation or hereditary." Louis explained to him as he ate and his father was holding his daughters, "He's going to order an x ray to see what's going on then refer us to a hand specialist."

"Probably a genetic mutation, I don't think any of Jay's relatives have it." Aaron said, then looked at Jay who looked deep in thought, "Right Jay?"

"Not my family...but his family did!" Jay suddenly exclaimed, "Who would have been Louis' great grandfather, but according to John they were never removed and were barely noticeable."

"Oh well." Louis sighed, smiling at his three babies.

"It doesn't matter, really." Harry shrugged, "If there's no risk of injury if they remove them then I think we will go ahead, but if there is then I think we should leave them like that." He said, looking at Louis who slightly nodded.

As the day passed, Louis had gotten calls from friends and family who had decided to visit them at home instead of the hospital. Harry had arranged for his parents to take Ian home with them, right after Anne had told him they needed to have a long conversation about what he had done. When it was time for them to leave, Jay and Anne had already arranged for them to pick up Ian's and Louis' things from Jay's house and take them back to Harry's. All without Louis knowing since it had been Harry's idea, something Anne was not proud of. Unfortunately for Louis and Harry, Ian had woken up just when they were about to leave, making him cry when he caught up on the fact that they were leaving.

"You're gonna go stay with papa. Don't you want to spend time with him?" Harry kissed his cheek.

He was standing by Louis' bed while his sisters were back in their bassinets and Louis as well as Anne and Des were watching them. Ian was clinging to his father, arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, knowing that if he loosened up his hold then his daddy was going to let him go. Harry rubbed his back until Ian calmed down, then let him kiss Louis and his sisters before walking them to the car where he stayed another fifteen minutes. Eventually, Ian ended up falling asleep again from all the crying he had done, his eyes already too swollen to be able to see anything.

When Harry walked back into the room, he raised his brows when Louis was curled up into a ball and was quickly wiping his face with the sheets. He was about to ask what was wrong, but was interrupted by one of their babies crying then the other. They were just like Ian when he had been born, like freaking clockwork when it came to eating.

"Can you let the nurse know they need to eat?" Louis avoided looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, already making his way to him.

"I don't feel good, the- the incision hurts. I think it reopened." Louis finally looked him in the eye, wanting Harry to hug him, but watched as Harry walked out the room to get the nurses.

He came back with Dr. Freeman a few minutes later, followed by a nurse who was holding two bottles. Louis had no choice but to let the nurse feed Saylor while Harry fed Samantha since the doctor was still checking on him. In the end it turned out that lucky for him, it hadn't reopened, but had gotten reprimanded when he had admitted to picking Ian up when he knew he shouldn't have.

After Harry had changed both of his daughters diapers on his own, they were finally left alone. He took a seat on the couch and stared at the ceiling, hearing Louis' soft snores, sometimes looking his way whenever he moved. He laid down and was just starting to fall asleep when a cry startled him, making him get up to see what was going on. He found Saylor crying just for the sake of it until he picked her up and went back to the couch with her. He took a seat and placed her against his chest before humming Can't Help Falling In Love until she calmed down and fell back asleep. He stayed there longer than he had to when he knew both of them were comfortable, completely mesmerized at the fact that his hand was way bigger than her tiny back. They were smaller than Ian had been.

Louis slept throughout the night while Harry spent it taking care of their babies, getting almost no sleep, and by morning he was completely exhausted. He had just fallen asleep when Louis woke up and looked around, his gaze settling on Harry who was curled up on the couch asleep, no pillows or at least a blanket. It made Louis feel bad seeing how unprepared Harry had come.

He stared at him, trying to get used to the short hair instead of the long one he used to have until he got over it. He loved his long hair, but if Harry liked it short then he really had no right to yell at him for cutting it. Even though he wanted to yell at him. He finally looked at their daughters, and when he saw they were still asleep, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again. He woke up two hours later to two babies crying and Harry frantically trying to change their diapers as fast as he could, the bottles of formula already waiting on the overbed table.

"Harry." Louis called his name, "Let me help you."

Harry sighed in relief as he nodded, then seconds later gave him Samantha, leaving Saylor waiting on the couch for him to change her dirty diaper. He was still cleaning her up when Saylor opened her eyes, taking Harry's breath away. Her eyes were a perfect dark blue color, and he only had time to see them for a few seconds before she closed them again. When he was done, he put her back in her bassinet to go wash his hands in the bathroom coming back a few minutes later when her cries got louder. Soon he was sitting on the couch feeding her, and feeling Louis' gaze on him choosing to ignore it. His priority at the moment was his daughter.

"She has blue eyes." Louis said out of nowhere, "Light blue." He continued, waiting for Harry to say something and when he he didn't, he looked at Samantha again.

"You should see Saylor's." Harry finally looked at him with a smile on his face, "Dark blue. Hopefully they'll stay that way."

After that it was quiet again making Louis almost go crazy when it was already too awkward between them, as if they had just met and had absolutely nothing to talk about. He was starting to hate the way he would focus all his attention on their daughters, going as far as asking to hold both of them just so Harry had to get close to him and pay him attention.

Louis ended up half sitting, half laying down on the bed with two babies placed upside down on his bare chest, then a thin blanket over them to keep him warm. He was left alone when Harry walked into the bathroom and closed the door before locking it, taking forever in there. Louis was starting to feel too tired but didn't dare move when his babies were clearly comfortable, and needed help with them.

When Harry finally made it out of the bathroom, he looked a bit better but still the dark circles under his eyes and the bags were very noticeable. He took a seat on the couch and closed his eyes wanting to rest them but ended up falling asleep. He woke up again when the babies were crying again, fighting the urge to cry when he knew he and Louis weren't going to get enough sleep from now on.

"Do they need to be changed?" He asked, getting up when Louis nodded.

He changed both of them when Louis still couldn't move that well without his incision hurting, which was starting to frustrate Louis. He was watching Harry change their poopy diapers like a pro when he was interrupted by a knock on the door. Dr. Huard walked in and greeted them before going to check on the girls, then finally started talking about the x rays and the MRI.

It was decided that Harry would be going even though he was going to have to wait outside, but it was better than leaving Saylor alone. Louis had stayed behind with Samantha who wouldn't stop squirming in her mummy's hold, almost as if she knew two very important people were missing at the moment. Louis felt the same way.

"I think your brother's coming to see you and Say soon." Louis talked to her, holding her tiny hand in his own, "Isn't that exciting? I think I might let him hold you and you sister. Would you like that? I promise he'll be gentle."

Louis chuckled and kissed Samantha's hand when she let out a squeak, then looked at the door already missing Saylor and Ian. He was starting to get desperate when it had been over an hour, but soon a nurse was walking in rolling the bassinet with Harry following behind.

"How did it go?" Louis asked Harry as soon as the nurse was gone.

"Fine. Dr. Huard said he'll come by in a few hours to let us know what's going on." Harry said, looking at Saylor who was asleep after she had cried the entire time.

"Were you crying?" Louis asked when he noticed Harry's eyes were red and still had a runny nose.

"She wouldn't stop crying the entire time and I felt bad." Harry shrugged before taking a seat on the bed next to Louis to look at Samantha.

Louis rested his head on his shoulder, feeling the way Harry stiffened a little but soon relaxed and rested his cheek on the top of his head. He had to move away when Harry got up to get Saylor, but soon was back on his old spot making sure their babies were close to the other. They observed them, taking in Saylor's blonde hair and dark blue eyes then Samantha's dark brown hair and light blue eyes. They seemed to have Harry's lips, making them smile whenever they would pout.

For a moment it was as if everything was back to normal, but things weren't that easy. There was a lot that they had yet to talk about, but for now, they wanted to be proper parents to their newborns. Wanted them to feel like everything was alright and soon their parents would be okay like they used to. They wanted Ian to see them like he used to, so he could properly bond with his sisters. They were going to make it work for themselves and their children.

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