"She tells him "ooh love," No one's ever gonna hurt you, love. I'm gonna give you all of my love. Nobody matters like you (stay up there, stay up there.) She tells him, "your life ain't gonna be nothing like my life (straight.) You're gonna grow and have a good life, I'm gonna do what I've got to do."
     - Clean Bandit/Sean Paul/Anne-Marie
                                         (Rockabye)
                   

KAI COACHMAN
[December 26th, 2020]
2:15 a.m

My mind was spiraling out of control. My body was moving, there was indistinct chatter around me and my eyes saw lips moving but my ears weren't registering the words coming out.

My body bounced up and down on a set pattern as Declan carried me. He was running rapidly downstairs because he was too impatient to wait in the elevator so he decided his feet would be the best transportation despite the fact that he could easily drop me. I didn't think about that until now but that was mainly because I was fucking about to give birth.

"Fuck," I curse aloud followed by a horrifically loud and pain filled moan that flies past my lips.

I noticeably feel Declan's hands become more sweaty and his grip on me tighten as his jaw clenched and his feet move faster.

It's now that I realize that behind me, Vera, Killian and Marcus are running too. Declan is too fast but that was due to the adrenaline pumping through him. I knew Killian would be able to surpass Declan's speed but he didn't and just ran close.

Everything was happening so fast, it was hard to focus on one thing.

There was so much pain that erupted in my lower abdomen, it felt like someone was repeatedly kicking into my gut. My eyes began to get glossy, my heart felt constricted and there was the feeling of liquid between my legs. It wasn't blood but water and there was a lot of it.

Aside from the pain that was in my abdomen, there was also the strange feeling of my skin being stretched by my asshole. I didn't know what it was but it was the strangest feeling. It felt like there was another hole forming but I didn't want to believe that because the idea of it was insane. No way was I developing another fucking hole.

Aside from the mind blowing thought of another hole being 'formed,' I realize that in no time at all, we make it down to the hospital and just the sight of the white walls makes me want to throw up as dread begins to build up deep inside of me. I felt like throwing up but at the same time there was this undeniable swirling feeling of complete and utter euphoria.

This was it.

Immediately, I'm placed on a bed and through heavy eyelids, I see myself going farther and farther away from Declan. Four men, two to my right and two to my left wheel me down the hall and to the left where a room is wide open. I see Zyah who wears a blue mask that covers her nose as well as her lips, the white straps go behind her left and right ears.

The men leave and I'm left in the room with Zyah and a few other female nurses is what I'm assuming that they are. The bed that I lay on is wheeled to one side of the room and a nurse that I'm unfamiliar with comes to my right side, pulling down her mask to reveal her lips that are coated in pink lipstick of some kind.

"We're gonna need to get you up and onto that—" she points to a larger bed that was presented in the middle of the room, "bed over there. You think you can get up for me, Mr. Coachman?"

I think the fuck not but I don't say that, I don't think I have the willpower to say anything so I merely release breathes over and over again as I groan and rise from the bed. The nurse supports me but when my weight gets to be too much for her, she waves for another nurse to come help her.

With the support from the two women, I'm up but my legs feel like complete jelly so I waver, my knees feel like they're moments away from buckling from beneath me. A third nurse comes to the rescue and with their help, I make it to the bed that's more comfortable for my back and much more softer.

I'm not able to really relish in the comfort of the bed as it feels like all four babies inside of me decide at that distinct moment to kick as if they want to kick there way out of me.

"Get them out of me!" I screech as pain terrorizes my entire being.

I throw my head back and scrunch up my nose as my state of consciousness begins to go back and forth from being present to not present.

"Kai, listen to me," I hear Zyah say and my head shifts slightly to look up at her. She grabs my right hand and squeezes with a nervous smile on her face that I assume was meant to reassure me but there was nothing reassuring about the fear and uncertainty in her eyes.

I wanted Declan here with me. I craved his presence and right now, his touch was the only thing that could possibly sedate me. His smell is what I longed for and I needed it like a cocaine addict needed cocaine, weird analogy but that's what it felt like.

"Declan," I groaned out through clenched teeth, "I want him."

Zyah nods immediately.

"I'll mind link him to get in here but I need to tell you now that I have to get you to start pushing or else they'll push out on their own and it'll be even more painful," Zyah rushes out as a nurse approaches her and slips blue gloves onto both of her hands.

I nod frantically with my heart beating so fast that it was nearly deafening.

The nurses quickly slip off my loose pajamas pants as well as my boxers and I would've felt embarrassed and exposed if not for me desperately wanting to get these little babies out of me. They place my feet up on this contraption that I'd never seen before so that my legs were spread open and in a position that I'd only ever been in once and that was because of Declan, if you know what I'm hinting at.

A shower-curtain textured type blanket is laid atop of my thighs and drapes down to cover my view of what's to happen down there.

Declan barges into the room. As soon as my eyes catch his, I whimper as tears fill my eyes and that's when I realize just how scared and worried I am. Seeing him makes me really understand that this is it. I'm going to have a child, his child to be specific. There was no going back from this.

His eyes hold so much warmth, so much love, so much raw emotion that I feel my heart combust. Just his presence gives me the strength to do anything, his eyes reassure me.

He approaches me quickly and appears at my right side in completely no time at all. His hand grasps my right hand as he falls down onto his knees and peppers soothing kisses onto my face. His grip on my hand tightens when I moan out in pain and he nuzzles his nose into the crook of my neck, taking a whiff.

"You're going to be okay, Cub. You're going to be absolutely amazing," he whispers to me.

I found strength in his words despite how I felt like complete and utter shit. I nod and found myself becoming calmer and calmer by the second as he continued whispering soft and encouraging things to me. His kisses on my neck were like magic and suddenly, it didn't even feel like I was about to give birth to fucking four kids at the same time.

"Okay," I look up at Zyah as she positions herself between my legs with her mask on and gloves on her hands.

I only noticed now how her her dark brown hair is hidden underneath a blue cap. Her hands are shaking slightly and her eyes are blinking rapidly so it's safe to say that not only am I nervous but so is she.

Declan is keeping up a front that he isn't nervous but I know he is and I can tell he's pretending he's not in order for me to gather strength through him. I couldn't have been luckier to have a mate like him.

"On the count of three, I'm going to ask you to push as hard as you can. This will take a while but I promise you that we are all here to help make this a smooth sailing process for you," Zyah says and by the squint of her eyes I can tell she's wearing a smile, "ready?"

"Wait," I rush out quickly as confusion takes over me, "I'm not a woman, I don't have a vagina. Where the hell are my babies coming out of? My anus??"

Zyah let's out a breathy laugh, "did you feel expanding down here?"

She points to the place between my legs, basically near my asshole.

"Yes," I nod in reply, clenching my teeth.

"Your body created a hole, it does a similar job of the vagina but there are limitations to it as in, Declan can't stick his dick into it because scientifically—"

I groaned aloud as I feel the babies push violently inside me and Zyahs scientific rambling reminded of Finnick which was cute but altogether annoying and this was not the time for it.

Even though I was petrified that I had another hole, I couldn't dwell on it at the moment because I had to get these damn demons out of me. 'Demons that are your children,' I remind myself and release a breath.

"Ready?" Zyah questions.

"Ready," I say shakily.

"One," Zyah squats down and I can't see her anymore.

"Two," there are two nurses at Zyahs side, one on the left and one on the right. The one on the left is holding a small blanket in her hands.

"Three," Declan's hand tightens around my own, oh wait, that's my hand that tightens around his.

A deep gurgle type noise builds up in my throat and it releases loudly as my head is tossed back and I feel myself pushing violently, as hard as I possibly can. Sweat drips down my forehead, my chest is heaving considerably and I feel like passing out but the sound of a wailing cry that fills my ears makes my heart skip a beat.

I see Zyah pop up with her eyes shimmering. She lifts one baby up and as soon as I see one of my children, my eyes well up instantly.

"He's beautiful," I hear Declan say with awe in his voice.

I nod in agreement.

"Just like that, Kai. That push was amazing and popped him right out, let's try to do that every time, alright?" Zyah says and I nod.

Going back down, I await for her to start counting again with less stamina but much more confidence and happiness.

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5:30 a.m

I never knew that hearing so much crying would bring so much joy to me. I finished giving birth to the four bundle of joys twenty minutes ago so I've been laying here and resting with heavy eyelids. I was so fucking exhausted but I would be damned if I went to sleep without seeing my babies.

Declan is beside me, on the bed because I wanted him near me and close to me because him near me made me feel complete. He was rubbing soft circles into the palm of my hand and I felt his lips on my cheek.

"You were amazing," he tells me softly.

"Was I?" I hum with my eyes closing.

"Of course you were," he chuckles quietly, "one push for each kid, the nurses are raving about how that's rare to see."

I smile and force my eyes open as I turn my head to look at Declan who's already looking at me with so much love in his eyes.

"I mean, I am Kai Coachman," I boast with whatever energy I had left.

"Soon," He raises my hand and places a kiss to my palm, "you'll be Kai Stone."

I feel fuzzy inside when he says that but I decide to tease him because that's what I do no matter what type of situation I'm in.

"Who says I'll be taking your last name?" I say playfully.

He raises a brow, "I think I'll be able to give you numerous reasons as to why you should take my last name."

He says this suggestively with his hands wrapping gingerly and gently around my waist, his lips kissing my neck. I roll my eyes and nearly laugh.

"Even now you're a sex addict," I say with humor in my voice.

"Where's the surprise?" Declan wears a smirk.

I shake my head at him and I'm about to reply when three nurses and Zyah enter the room with each one of my children in their hands, wrapped up in a blanket with a tiny adorable cotton hat on their heads. Zyah holds one of my babies that has a white hat on their head. The first nurse holds another child of mines that has a blue hat. The third nurse holds my child with a violet hat on top of their head. The last nurse holds the last baby, a black hat on their head.

They approach and the thought of being even remotely tired vanishes as I sit up with Declan by my side. One by one, they gently hand over our kids. Declan is holding two, the babies with the white and blue hat while I hold the other two with the violet and black hat.

"You're so cute," I gush as I place a soft kiss on my precious babies foreheads. Their mouths open simultaneously in a cute yawn, their heads shifting but only slightly, "how did I know I'd make beautiful children."

I glance at Declan to see him roll his eyes at me but I see the smile playing at his lips.

"We make beautiful children," he corrects me, his eyes leaving me to look down at the two bundles of joys in his arm, his eyes shine with so much admiration and care. There was also this protective glint in his eyes and I knew he would definitely be extremely watchful of our kids.

"Yeah," I say absentmindedly but playfully, my eyes looking down at the beautiful babies, "sure."

"Can they come in? Your friends and family I mean, they're getting way impatient," Zyah chuckles.

I nod with a smile, "of course."

The door opens and the nurses leave except for Zyah who pokes her head out and I vaguely hear what she says. The door is pushed wide open, the doorknob hitting the wall as my mom, Vera, May, Finnick, Bryn, Elliot, Elijah, Killian, Marcus and Chris rush inside. The room is now full and quite crowded. The babies in my arms begin to squirm in discomfort so I begin to gently sway my arms in order to calm them down.

"They're so beautiful," May gushes instantly.

"I never knew you'd give birth to such pretty children," ma says, rushing over to my side and looking down at me as I roll my eyes but chuckle quietly, "may I?"

I nod and she picks up the baby in my arms that wore a black hat.

May was on Declan's side and she was literally begging to hold one of my babies. Declan concedes and hands her the baby with a white hat.

She places a kind kiss on their forehead, cooing softly with a smile. Vera comes up to May and they both admire the baby.

"I still can't believe you had quadruplets," Killian mutters in surprise then he looks at Finnick and wraps his arms around his waist, nuzzling his face into bolts hair, "Pup, I wanna have pups."

Finnick scratches his arm nervously, "maybe."

But I knew maybe meant not likely so I chuckled while Killian sighed in disappointment.

"I'll try to convince him," I tell Killian and he wears a smile towards me, something he didn't do too often since I usually just annoy him.

"Really?" He asks.

I nod with a smirk, "for a price."

"Of course," he rolls his eyes, "We'll talk about that later."

Nodding, I turn and see Zyah sitting down with exhaustion covering her features. Relatable.

"The baby with the white hat was the first born and is male. The second baby to be born wears a blue hat and is male as well. The third baby born wears a violet hat and is female and the last to be born wears a black hat and is female," Zyah explains to us, laying her head on her hand, "what're you guys going to name them?"

I look over at Declan as he looks at me and we both seem to begin to formulate in our heads the perfect names for the four bundle of joys.

"Aiden Kellan Stone," Declan says with a fond smile as he looks at Killian, "that's the name of the baby with the white hat."

Killian wears a smile instantly.

"Easton Finnley Stone," I say and watch with a grin as Finnick immediately brightens, "That's the name of the baby with the blue hat."

"Asher Veracity Stone," Declan says, laying his head on my shoulder, nodding in encouragement to Vera who smiles and picks up the baby in Declan's arms to hold, "That's the name of the baby with the black hat."

I think for a moment then yawn and lay my head onto Declan's, tiredness comes back to me and I feel the weight of just having given birth back on my shoulders.

"Hazel May Stone," I say and May gasps with an excited and wide smile, I laugh at her, "that's the name of the baby with the violet hat."

Finnick picks up the baby in my arm noticing how sleep is moments away from taking over.

I couldn't have been happier as everyone began to express their delight about the names chosen. With that I let myself go.

My eyelids dropped and I let sleep take over but not before feeling Declan's fingers intertwine with mine.

I was completely content.

WOO. I was unsure of whether or not to give Kai a c-section or not but I didn't really wanna write about the cutting of flesh because I'm queasy about that stuff (which makes writing violent scenes so hard, hint hint.) So I decided to do this, it's a fictional story so why not break the rules of reality.

~xoxo, Babybird.