Carter bit her lip and tried not to giggle as Harry painted bright and beautiful flowers over her stomach. The brush tickled and made her giddy and giggly all at once.

He'd asked hundreds of times to paint on her growing stomach and she finally gave in, but only if he used acrylics because any other type of paint wasn't safe. Harry was overjoyed and drove to the warehouse to get what he needed the moment she had said yes.

Poppy went along because she loved the warehouse and because she wanted to give him ideas about what to paint. Currently, she was watching from the end of the bed, her legs folded over one another and a bright smile on her face.

Poppy was super excited to be a big sister. She loved babies and she couldn't wait to help her parents take care of theirs. Carter and Harry hadn't come up with any names yet, but Poppy had a page full of names for a boy and for a girl.

Carter had told her why they hadn't picked out any names yet and it made her sad, but she knew that nothing bad would happen this time and Carter agreed.

Harry was treating Carter like a Queen even though she insisted that she was fine. He was so in love with another chance to have a baby and he didn't listen even when she grew fed up with him.

The brush left her skin and Carter smiled, "Are you happy now?"

Harry grinned with the paintbrush stuck between his teeth, "Very."

Everyone laughed and Carter started to push herself up, "Good, because I've needed to pee since you started."

Harry laughed and kissed her cheek as he helped her stand up, "You always have to pee."

Poppy snickered and Carter rolled her eyes, "Well, if you didn't want a baby, then I wouldn't have to pee all the time."

"Point taken."

Poppy watched the two of them argue over Harry following her into the bathroom. Now that Carter was pregnant, they argued about the funniest things and it was very amusing to watch. Of course, they were never really mad at each other. Well, Carter was occasionally irritated with Harry for being overly clingy, but it didn't make a difference because he wasn't going to stop any time soon.

Harry stood outside the door and waited for Carter; she thought that it was funny and playfully swatted at his chest. "You're super annoying."

Harry beamed in response, "But you love me. So, you're going to have to deal with it, because I'm here forever."

He held up his hand so that she could clearly see his wedding band. Carter rolled her eyes and looked to Poppy, "Do you see what I have to deal with while you're in school?"

Midnight and Peaches had hopped up on the bed with her and she was rubbing behind their ears. Poppy smiled to herself, both because of the purring cats and because of the question her mother had asked her.

Poppy shrugged, "I like dad."

Carter laughed as Harry fussed around with his camera, "You were supposed to have my back there, but that's okay. I forgive you."

Harry chuckled as he continued to press buttons, "Want to know who else likes me?"

Poppy already knew what was coming and flushed with embarrassment.

"Who?"

Harry grinned and stopped fussing with his camera to met Carter's eyes, "Poppy's friends."

Carter laughed loudly and looked over to Poppy who pretended to be more interested in the two cats, "Really? Poppy, is that why you don't have them over all the time?"

Poppy sighed, that was the exact reason she didn't invite her friends over very often. The first time she had them over for a sleepover, Carter was at work and Harry was the only one home. He forgot that she was having friends over and stepped out of his room with only a pair of tight jeans on.

Of course, he happened to do so at the exact same time she and her friends were heading downstairs to watch a movie in the living room. Her friends had gawked at him when they first met him, but then they were practically drooling over him.

Harry noticed it instantly and laughed, politely excusing himself to go put a shirt on before he got started with dinner. Poppy was hoping that he wouldn't tell Carter because it was embarrassing to have your friends talking about how hot your dad is, while in your home.

"Yes. They just ask when he's coming home and then talk about him for about an hour and it's really gross."

Carter laughed a little more, "You know, he can just stay at the warehouse when your friends are over. He practically still lives there anyway."

Poppy lifted her gaze from the two purring cats and smiled at Carter, "Really?"

Harry sighed dramatically, "I suppose it wouldn't hurt."

Poppy beamed, "Thank you, daddy!"

The camera was finally ready and the little clicks stopped, "You're very welcome, sweetheart. Now, how about you come help me take pictures of Mommy? It's time to start your photography lessons!"

Harry showed her how to do some cool things and took a few pictures himself before he let her take some on her own. After they'd taken a good number, Harry helped Carter make dinner and they sat in the living room watching shows on Netflix.

"I'm glad the paint came off completely, imagine the poor woman's face if I went to get an ultrasound with bright colors all over my stomach."

Carter had made the joke around ten, after Poppy had gone to bed, and Harry knew that she'd only said something because she was nervous about it.

Harry kissed her cheek and rested his head in the crook of her shoulder, "It will be okay sweetheart. The doctor said it's just early because of prior issues and that the chance of you having another issue is very low."

Carter sighed and squeezed his hand, "I just don't want it to happen again. Nothing feels wrong, but that thought is always in the back of my mind and I can't seem to make it go away."

Harry left a lingering kiss on her neck, "I know sweetheart. But, for now, let's keep hope alive. Like Mum said, everything works out eventually; you just have to have hope."

. . .

Harry looked down at Carter with a tilted smile, "What are you pouting about?"

Carter smiled shyly in return, "We won't get to know the gender because it's earlier than usual."

Harry beamed as he took her hand in his, "But we'll know next time."

The sonologist returned with a bright smile, "Are you ready to see your baby?"

Harry and Carter nodded in unison, but Carter was the only one to respond verbally, "Extremely."

A soft click was heard as the monitor was brought to life. Harry and Carter's eyes drifted to the blank screen. Neither one paid much attention to what the sonologist was doing because they were focused on the screen that would soon show them their baby.

"This will be a bit cold."

Carter nodded because she knew the routine already. Once the transducer hit her skin, Carter hardly paid attention to the cool feeling. Her focus was on the screen, waiting anxiously to see her baby.

She heard the woman hum and it worried her, but she didn't ask why she'd done so. Tears fell from Carter's eyes as she saw the image filling the screen. Harry squeezed her hand and bit his smile.

"Ah, there you are!"

Carter's hand covered her mouth. She understood why the woman had hummed a moment earlier. There wasn't just one extra heartbeat, there was two.

"Congratulations, you're having twins! They're perfectly healthy and it doesn't look like you should have any problems with the rest of your pregnancy."

Tears streamed down Carter's cheeks as she removed her hand from her mouth and tore her eyes from the screen to look at Harry, "There's two. Harry, there's two."

Harry's smile couldn't have been any wider, "I know! Two more beautiful little souls to share with the world."

They were alone in the room now, the woman had excused herself to print the photo for them, and neither of them could contain their smiles.

Harry now held both of Carter's hands, his forehead resting against hers and their noses touching, "I told you, a little hope goes a long way."

Author's Note:

Eh, this isn't the greatest and neither are the previous chapters. So, I apologize. Anyway, there's only one chapter left (I don't know when I'll be able to write it because of midterms and Spring Break) and this will be the end of the series. Thank you to everyone who's read/commented/voted, I sincerely value all of your support and hope that you have enjoyed the series.