EDITED

Um, so I've finished writing this book and the ending was really emotional for me. There is only going to be one hundred and six chapters and, you know, an epilogue, so yeah.

Niall - 26 weeks pregnant

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"You did so well, my little Omega," Harry whispered, cooing down at his daughter who he was going to spoil rotten.

Louis beamed down sleepily at his boyfriend lying on his side on the bed beside him, whilst he was propped up against the pillows. Their daughter was sleeping peacefully between them, Harry's fingers running over her chest and occasionally tracing her facial features. Louis had Zacarias cradled in one arm and Aleksander was balanced on his chest, snoozing away on his tummy. Little Zacarias was wide awake and drinking from a bottle, staring up at his mother like Louis was the most important thing in the world. He was the last baby to feed and Louis was hoping that he would go to sleep after the bottle, like his other siblings. They had all slept pretty well so far and he hoped that, that would continue.

"I love you, Harry," Louis whispered.

"Love you, too, little Omega," Harry whispered back, leaning up to place a delicate peck against Louis' lips.

"Well done, Louis," Zayn said from the chair beside the dressing table. Zayn had demanded to be in the room as soon as they were told that the babies had been born because he was going to play his role as Beta, as the protector of the Pack, to a T.

"Thanks, Zayn," Louis smiled.

"Zayn, do you want to bring in Perrie, Liam and Niall?" Harry asked absentmindedly, both parents not able to take their eyes away from their newborns. It was late the next morning, so he knew that everyone should be up.

Zayn nodded and, not able to wipe the smile off his face, got up, heading over to the door and closing it behind him.

Harry leaned up for another quick kiss. "You going to let them hold the babies?" Harry whispered, lying back down to nuzzle his daughters face, while running his fingers through Aleksander's little fuzzy head, knowing that Louis had full control of Zacarias who was almost finished his bottle.

"Maybe," Louis mused, a cheeky smile on his face, making Harry laugh.

Both their heads snapped up to the door opening. Niall was the first one to waddle in, eyes fixed on the babies, then Perrie and Zayn, finally Liam last, warily: he was a bit worried about what Harry would say with another Alpha in the room.

Harry hadn't realised what it would be like with another Alpha in the room, but he emitted a small growl in warning for the Alpha, a warning that, yeah even though he was in a vulnerable position at the moment, he would still fight for his family.

Louis sensed Harry's sudden tense state and the small rumble from his chest, so raised the hand which was holding Zacrais' bottle, holding the bottom of the bottle steadily against his chin, and ran his now free hand through Harry's curls, trying to tell him that everything was fine.

Harry relaxed, nuzzling Elodie's chubby cheek as a sign of comfort because her eyes had opened from the little growl, but were now quickly closing again.

Niall, Perrie and Zayn stood beside the bed, cooing down at the babies, but not daring to touch the cute little onesie-clad bundles, whilst Liam hung back at the end of the bed.

"Sorry, Liam," Harry sighed, "I don't know what came over me. Come up and see the babies."

Liam laughed and sighed in relief, coming up and wrap his arms around Niall from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder and smiling down at the babies, still not coming to terms that this would be him in a month and a half.

"Would you like to hold your Godchildren?" Louis smiled up at Perrie and Niall.

The Gamma and Omega frantically nodded, massive smiles on their faces.

Harry and Louis laughed, then Louis leaned over to whisper in Harry's ear. Harry listened intently then nodded, kissing Louis' cheek.

"Niall and Liam," Harry said, "you get the pleasure of being the Godparents to Aleksander." He sat up, careful not to move Elodie, picking up his son from Louis' chest and cradled him in his arms. "Make sure to hold up his head," he whispered, handing over the baby to Niall, who cradled him gently and delicately, making sure to hold his head.

"He's already had his bottle, sorry," Louis apologised, but he was immediately distracted by Zacarias having finished his own bottle. He gently pulled the rubber away, not wanting him to be drinking air and something wrong happening.

Harry took Zacrias and stood up from the bed, throwing a towel over his shoulder, then raising his son to put his head on his shoulder. He patted his little boy's back, bouncing on his feet.

"Perrie and Zayn, you're getting to be the Godparents of Zacarias," Louis smiled, pointing to the baby which Harry was burping, before picking up Elodie, who was still sleeping, to cradle her in his arms.

"Sorry, he's not sleeping yet," Harry whispered, walking around the bed to hand Zacarias over to Perrie. He sat down beside Louis' feet, watching his two sons. He was immediately on his feet and taking Zacarias back, when the boy realised that he was in the arms of a stranger and started crying.

"I'm so sorry," Louis whispered, blushing, swapping over babies between himself and Harry. "You can hold him again when he's sleeping." He cradled his son against his chest, cooing down at his little boy as he sucked on one of his fingers, his tears dried and eyes focused on his mother.

"What are their names?" Niall whispered, mesmerised by the little bundle of joy that was sleeping in his arms.

"So, you're holding Aleksander Edward," Louis said, beaming. "This little nightmare is Zacarias William," Louis laughed, smiling down at the little boy in his arms. "And finally there is Elodie Louise Darcy," he cooed up at his daughter in Harry's arms.

There was a knock at the door and it opened, Anne peeking her head around the door.

"We better go," Perrie said with a smile.

"Do you want me to stay?" Zayn asked.

Harry shook his head. "We'll be fine, Zayn," he laughed.

"We better be going as well," Liam said, running his thumb over Aleksander's cheek.

"Okay," Harry said, handing Elodie over to Louis to cradle in his free arm and taking the sleeping Aleksander, who hadn't even noticed that he'd been passed around.

"But..." Niall pouted although he took hold of Liam's hand and followed him out of the room. He stole another glance into the room before the door was closed and the only person left was Anne.

"My little grandchildren," she laughed, voice brittle and tears streaming down her face. "I can't believe I have grandchildren."

Anne rushed over to the bed and sat down beside Louis, Harry going back to his original position. "Your father's on a business trip and can't really get out of it: he never thought that the babies could come early," Anne laughed.

Harry waved his hand dismissively - he was just happy that he wasn't on a business trip.

"Anne, we want you to be Godmother to Elodie," Louis announced.

"Really?" Anne squealed.

Louis laughed and nodded.

Harry pointed to Elodie and Anne immediately went to scoop her up.

"She's already had a bottle, so she'll hopefully sleep for a while now," Louis whispered, now focused on cradling Zacarias who's eyelids were drooping.

"That is Zacarias," Harry introduced, nodding his head towards the baby. "And this is Aleksander," he smiled down at the baby in his own arms.

"You did so well, Louis. Congratulations," Anne smiled, rocking Elodie in her arms, while watching over the other two boys. "Have they all been fed?"

Louis nodded, whilst Harry hummed.

"Why don't you get some rest, Louis?" Anne suggested. "I'm sure you're wrecked."

"I-I have to look after them," Louis whispered feebly. It was pretty obvious that even though he was happy and excited, he was tired and just wanted to go to sleep again.

"Harry and I have everything covered, and all the babies are sleeping anyway, so it'll be fine," Anne smiled.

Anne set Elodie gently in the crib which Harry had dragged over to beside the bed, then reached for Zacarias, easily easing him away from Louis.

"Go to sleep, little Omega. We have everything under control here," Harry reassured his Mate. "Mum and I will look after the babies."

Louis nodded reluctantly. "Cuddle?" he asked Harry, holding his arms up for him.

"Of course," Harry laughed. He handed Aleksander over to his mother then got into the bed, leaning back against the pillows, helping Louis lie down on his back and rest his head on the pillow. Louis turned onto his side, throwing an arm over Harry's stomach and nuzzling his stomach. Harry took Aleksander back from his mother with a smile, cradling him in his arms, Louis already fast asleep again.

Harry made sure to get his mother to take a picture of him surrounded by his sleeping family, which he slipped into Louis' shoebox of memories.

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