Hey guys! Guess what! Last chapter before the epilogue! ;-; Hope you enjoy this one. Word of warning, you'll need the tissues at hand. That all I'm going to say.

-Brice's POV-

"Brice, you need to choose. He's losing too much blood. We can only save one of them: save Seto, or save the baby!"

Those words rang hollow in my heart, like empty church bells.

My brain shutdown, and my breath hitched, air knocked out of my like a lead weight, staring incredulously at a sorry looking Chase.

I... I need to choose? Between the life of my husband, and the life of my unborn child?

"Brice, hurry! We don't have much time, we could lose them both!" Colin pleaded, endlessly pressing buttons on that machine.

His voice sounded muffled, like there was cotton wool in my ears, numbing pain seeping from my ice cold heart.

How can I choose? Why do I need to choose? Why can't they both be ok?

"BRICE!"

Chase's voice cut through the thick fog, and I blinked back, sucking in a burning gasp of air.

"I... I-I m- Seto, save S-Seto!" I choked out, tears streaming down my face.

Chase gave a solemn nod, Colin grab it two more towels, and I watched as they began cutting deeper and deeper into my husband.

I had to look away. I felt sick. I glanced down at Seto, who was still and pale, his head cradled in my lap, lips parted slightly, eyes closed lightly. It was as if he was just asleep, not fighting for his life.

I, I just couldn't lose him, not now, not ever. He's the love of my life, and dammit I knew I was selfish, but how could I ever raise our child if part of me was gone?

If he were here awake right now, he would be begging them, pleading for them to save Spud, save the baby instead of him, it's life over his, because that's the person he is. Willing to sacrifice all he's got for others.

God I'm so selfish

I hope you can forgive me Seto. I'm so sorry. I can't live without you.

"I'm sorry, baby, I-I'm so sorry." I whispered, kissing the shell of his ear as I wept, tears falling like raindrops onto his alabaster skin.

'You're just like your father, abandoning your child like he abandoned you.'

I sobbed into Seto's hair, Chase and Colin and Hanson and everything else in the room forgotten, the only sound the faint thrum of his heartbeat ringing in my ear.

Seto's body gave a light shudder, and I looked up through blurred vision, to see Chase hastily pass a small red bundle to Colin, who bit his lip, tears silently dripping down his face as he wrapped it in towels, gently cradling it in the crook of his arm, while Chase turned back to tend to Seto, trembling a little as he did so.

A wail ripped through me as I couldn't take my eyes off the bundle, our baby, our little Spud.

Was gone.

"Oh God, o-oh God, I'm s-so sorry, I'm so fucking sorry Seto." I whimpered, hand cupping my mouth as Colin used the towels to gently clean our baby, who was so still I knew the image would haunt me until my dying day.

Chase stood, pulling a fresh blanket out and gently pulling it over Seto, tucking him in carefully, passing red sparks over his covered abdomen, healing him enough to stop the pain.

All three of us were silent, numb, the atmosphere in the room somber and agonised.

I'm so fucking sorry.

Tentatively, Colin - tiny, pure, innocent Colin, who probably just witnessed one of the worst things of my life - padded over, still cradling our silent baby.

"Do you... do you want to h-hold him?" he croaked, gnawing on his bottom lip, and my heart wrenched, more tears beading in my eyes.

"I-it was a b-boy?" I quavered hoarsely, my throat closing, whole body trembling.

A boy? Seto was right.

H-he never got to say goodbye to the son he knew we had.

Colin nodded ruefully, and I squeezed my eyes shut. My baby. Our baby. Gone.

Slowly, I lifted my arm, and Colin immediately laid him in he crease of my elbow, making sure he was tucked in tight, his tiny, pink frame still, in my arms, like a fragile porcelain doll.

He was so small, so delicate. He was beautiful.

He was gone.

I sniffed, and Colin backed up, letting me have a little space with my son.

"H-hey there, l-little guy. I-it's me, your papa." I murmured shakily, stroking his little cheek, crumbling when he didn't respond. Our baby boy...

"I-I'm sorry, baby boy, I'm s-so so sorry. I-if I wasn't so selfish, you w-would have gotten a chance to live, I'm sorry." I whimpered, nuzzling the top of his now dry hair.

It was a fine tuft of chocolate brown, almost the exact shade as Seto's, only a little lighter, almost caramel colour.

His eyes were closed and serene, but I bet if he opened them they would be baby blue. His face was getting paler, and my heart tore open even more when I realised how much he looked like Seto.

"We'll, give you a minute, while we clean up. To say goodbye." Chase muttered, placing a hand on my shoulder, his voice thick and cracked with emotion.

"Seto will wake up shortly, so... it's best if you..." he added, trailing off, and I winced a little, closing my eyes with a tiny nod.

Chase sighed, wrapping and arm around Colin's shivering shoulders, letting his sparks put everything in order, blood and horror evaporated from the soiled sheets and towels in a plume of scarlet smoke.

He turned his head, eyeing the charred body of the one that caused all this, and snarled lowly, sending a bolt of lightning at his body, obliterating him, shattered to ashes.

I couldn't find it in me to be happy about it. There was a hole in my heart, and no amount of bitter sweet justice would heal.

As Chase led Colin out the door, closing it behind them with a soft click, I curled my pinky and stroked our little boys cheek, watching as my tears dropped onto his tiny forehead, our fragile little angel.

I'm sorry. Oh, baby boy, I'm so sorry.

"I love you, baby, I'll always love you." I crooned, running my index finger down his limp arm, tracing circles in the palm of his little hand, cool under my touch.

I bowed my head, curling around him, weeping quietly in the silence of the room.

How will Seto and I ever recover from this? How will Seto react to know our baby died before he was even-

My breath suddenly hitched, as I felt something, a small, almost unnoticeable pressure on my finger...

I snapped my head down, and drew in a shaky, overjoyed gasp.

Tiny little fingers, wrapped around the tip of mine, squeezing so tight, I could feel it starting to fix my heart.

My baby boy was alive.

"CHASE! Get in, h-he's ok! He's alive!!" I screamed, hysteria in my voice, rocking the now weakly wriggling bundle in my arms, his pouty face scrunching up, never letting go of my finger.

Then, the most amazing sound made my ears prick up.

Spud opened his mouth, and let out an ear splitting shriek, just as Chase flung open the door, eyes popping out of his skull when they rested on the flailing baby rocked in my arms, his tiny fist waving around in the air.

He surged forward, Colin hot on his feet, carrying the green tagged bag, and carefully took the baby, holding him as Chase administered a potion, rubbing his back and muttering a spell under his breath, sparks flying into the room.

Our grumpy little man continued to scream his lungs out as he was checked, and I had tears once again pouring down my face, but for different reasons this time.

"Brice?"

I looked down suddenly at my lap, smiling widely as I saw Seto blink up at me groggily, groaning softly.

"Hey there." I whispered, stoking back the damp hair from his pale face, leans down and pecking his forehead, and he sighed, smiling tiredly.

"Where's the baby?" he asked, slight panic in his bleary voice, although he still seemed relaxed. Whatever Colin gave him must be some good shit.

"See for yourself, daddy." Chase chuckled, and we both looked up, and Seto gasped when he saw our little boy for the first time, chubby little arms wiggling around, pink grouchy face scrunched up in disdain, obviously annoyed at all the fuss.

"O-oh my god." Seto breathed, trying to sit up hurriedly, only to hiss in pain when he pulled his stomach. Shit, he's still not fully healed.

"East there, pops, you've got twenty three stitches and only a half heal going on in there, don't strain yourself." Chase scolded softly, still smirking gently as he rocked the baby a little, quietening his little whines.

"Here." I muttered to Seto, wrapping my arms around him and carefully pulling him into a sitting position, leaning against my torso, careful of his sore tummy.

"Here, watch the head." Chase instructed, coaxing the grumpy baby into Seto's arms, stroking a tuft of caramel hair, before straightening up, smiling genuinely, before turning and giving Colin a soft nudge with his nose.

The little guy had worked his way under Chase's arm as soon as the bay was securely wrapped in Seto's arms.

Seto cooed at the little baby, rocking him gently as he stopped squirming, looking up at his daddy with something akin to awe on his face.

"He's beautiful." I murmured in Seto's ear, chin on his shoulder, my arms around his waist, resting under his arms as he held our baby tightly, lovingly.

Seto's smile widened, as he turned to glance at me, eyes lit up with glee and tenderness.

"I told you I was right." he giggled, leaning up and planting a quick kiss on my lips in mock consolidation, looking back down at our baby when he let out a little whine, wanting the attention back on him.

I chuckled as I reached out, stroking his cheek, heart warming when I could feel him move and squirm, instead of eerily still and quiet.

Shaking the memory from my head, I opened my mouth to speak, when he grabbed my finger once more, that same tight grip squeezing, barely able to get his whole hand around it.

I let him hold it, staring up at Seto and I as if we hung the moon and stars, and that's when I felt myself crumble, tears burning as I buried my face in Seto's hair, shoulders shaking as I wept tears of joy and anger and relief.

We were so close to losing him, and it's all my fault. Our beautiful baby boy, why was I so damn stupid?

"Brice, honey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Seto asked gently with slight alarm. I just shook my head, taking a deep breath, smiling as I pulled my head back and kissed Seto's temple.

I can't think of that right now. They're both ok, that's all that matters.

"M' ok, just glad you two are safe." I mumbled, and Seto's face softened, leaning his head back to rest on my chest, letting out a sigh.

"He still needs a name." I chimed, chuckling as Spud wriggled as if in agreement. Seto hummed, nodding.

"Yeah, I don't think we can call him Spud all his life." Seto giggled, smiling as he rocked the baby a little more, cooing at him as he let out a squeaking gurgling sound.

"Did you have any in mind?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the baby. In all honesty, I didn't think of any boys names, just girls. I was so convinced a Spud was going to be a girl - but I love him all the same, if not more now he's finally with us.

"Not really. I was leaving that up to you, since you were convinced he was a boy. It only seems fair that you name him." I mused, and Seto smiled softly, looking down at our son thoughtfully, doling when the little guy yawned, blinking sleepily as he drifted off in his daddy's arms.

Aww, being born must have tuckered out the little fella.

"Well..." Seto began, sounding a little hesitant. "I-I want his middle name to be Markus, after my dad." he whispered, biting his lip. I beamed, kissing the top of his head, to show him that I liked the idea.

"And, as a first name.. I was thinking Lorcan? It means 'little fierce one' or 'little fighter', since he r-really is both of those." Seto said with a wistful giggle, placing a light kiss on the baby's, Lorcan's, floofy little head.

Hmm. Lorcan Markus Solace.

"It's perfect, baby." I smiled, looking down at our little man as he pouted in his sleep, nuzzled into Seto's chest snugly.

Seto sighed contently, turning and looking at me, his fatigued violet orbs brimming with happiness and love.

I came so close to losing him, so close to losing both of the most precious things in the world to me.

Seto frowned suddenly, and, manoeuvring Lorcan so he was still secure with one arm holding him, he reached out and ensnared my hand in his, squeezing gently.

"You didn't lose us though, that's the most important thing."  he asserted, assuredness and sympathy in his voice. I must have said that out loud.

"He's right, Brice. You have one hell of a husband, and a very strong little boy there." Chase suddenly said, and Seto squealed in surprise. Damn, forgot those two were still in the room.

Lorcan opened his eyes in alarm, squeaking a little as he wriggled further into Seto's arm, the little jump Seto made waking him up.

Seto glared a little at Chase, who just smirked, and cooed quietly, shushing our little boy until he stopped fussing, just blinking up owlishly at us with those bright eyes of his.

"He has your eyes." Seto murmured, almost in awe of the cobalt blue eyes that belonged to Lorcan, currently fixed in Seto's face.

I couldn't help it. I snorted a little, nuzzling Seto's cheek gently with my nose.

"All babies have my eyes, babe." I chuckled softly, and I could feel rather than see Seto roll his eyes, biting back a smile.

"Well, he's beautiful. Our beautiful little boy." he muttered, a proud smile on his face as he ran a finger over Lorcan's patch of hair.

"That's purely to do with your genetics, Seto, we both know you're the most gorgeous one in this relationship." I teased, and like clockwork he turned bright red, biting his lip and ducking his head shyly, smiling discreetly.

I looked up, seeing Colin and Chase packing things away, equipment and vials and all sorts going back into their respective bags, Colin filling out some paperwork, presumably birth certificate stuff.

"Thank you guys, so much." I mumbled, catching Chase's eye. He sent me a loose smirk, nodding his head in acknowledgment. Colin beamed, gazing at Lorcan through soft bambi eyes.

"It's our pleasure, really. Now, there's some paperwork for you two, but that can wait until tomorrow. You need some rest, Seto, and I'm sure little Lorcan is exhausted. Do you want anything before we go?" Colin offered, setting the folder down on the dresser.

I couldn't think of anything, so shook my head, but just as they were about to go, Seto piped up shyly, trying not to raise his voice in case he woke up Lorcan.

"Could you... could you please call Ty on your way out? Just Ty. I-I want him here to see Lorcan. I want my brother here." Seto requested bashfully, getting quieter and quieter as he spoke, trailing off at a whisper.

He looked back down at the baby once again, smiling lovingly. He can't keep his eyes off our little man. I can't blame him, I'm doing the exact same thing, he's just so cute! Lorcan is going to grow up to be a little heart breaker, I just know it.

Colin nodded, giving one last wave, before grabbing the last of the bags Chase hasn't managed to carry, catching up with his boyfriend and heading out the door, closing it behind him with a soft click.

I kissed Seto once more on top of his head, and he hummed as he held Lorcan, with my arm supporting him underneath.

"I love you, Brice." he breathed, and I sighed contently, looking down at my two special guys.

"I love you too, baby. And our little prince."

~~~

There was a light knock on the bedroom door, and I had just taken the baby and put him in his little cot we had next to our bed, Seto napping after his exhausting ordeal, when Ty poked his head around the door, spotting Seto asleep, before turning to me, worry and excitement in his eyes.

"Colin called and said Seto had gone into labour, and had the baby, so I came as soon as I could. Adam's at home waiting for any news. I figured you didn't want Seto or the baby to be overwhelmed." he whispered, glancing at the cot I was hovering over with wide, curious and tender eyes.

I smiled warmly at him, knowing he was eager to meet his god child. I gestured him in, and he quietly padded over, looking into the cot and letting out a small, quivering gasp, a lone tear rolling down his cheek.

"Mmn, Brice?"

Ty and I turned towards the bed to see Seto peering over through bleary eyes, voice heavy with sleep.

"Shh, babe, go back to sleep, you need to rest. Ty and I are here, nothing's going to happen to the baby." I cooed, and at the mention of Ty's name, Seto smiled sleepily, gesturing him over with a small flick of the wrist. Ty knelt by Seto and gave him a delicate smile.

"Hey, little bro." Ty whispered, pushing back some mussed hair from his face, and Seto closed his eyes with a sigh, still smiling widely.

"It's a little boy, Ty, your nephew, Lorcan Markus Solace." Seto mumbled, already starting to nod off. Ty beamed, sniffling quietly as he crept closer to Seto, pulling the blankets up over him more, kissing his forehead.

"Sleep, mama bear. I'm so proud of you." he murmured, and Seto gave him one last smirk, before drifting off to sleep again, lips still curled up on the edges. He was glowing a slight purple, and I knew he was healing already.

Ty slowly stood, wobbling over to the cot and once again peering inside, tears dripping freely down his face as he watched Lorcan squirm in his sleep, a tender look in his eye.

I nudged him, clapping a hand on his shoulder gently, and he sighed, reaching in and running a finger along Lorcan's little nose.

"Even though I can't have kids, I'm going to try my damn hardest to care for him like he's my own. I promise, I'll always be there for him, always." he quavered, and I squeezed his shoulder.

Ty is an amazing friend, an amazing brother, and would make the best parent. I'm glad Seto chose him as the god father. I really am.

Glancing back at my sleeping husband, my gorgeous son, and my brave brother in law, I couldn't help but think that our family was complete.

Sure, we were quirky, and a little odd, but that's what makes us, us.

The Solace family. At last, I can feel pride in carrying the name. Our name.

Our perfect little family.

Together at last.

Meeehhhh! You thought I would be that cruel didn't you? Well naw, I couldn't kill my lil baby could I? I hope you enjoyed this one! Love you all! Laika out.