Moonlight

50

"Elliott." Jack blurts out. Okay, Elliott is a good name. He looks at me, I nod in agreement.

"James." I blurt out, looking at Jack. He smiles.

"Elliott James Wilson." Jack stares proudly.

"Welcome to the world, baby Elliott." Camila greets.

A few hours later, Jack and I are left with the baby in a different room. Since I am exhausted, Jack turned the lights off and kicked back in the chair next to my bed. The baby sleeps soundly in his crib, I just fed him a half an hour ago so he's good for a bit. My eyes become heavy, I slowly drift off to sleep.

"Oh my God, look how cute he is!" Leanne whispers.

I slowly open my eyes to see who else is here. Jack stands next to Leanne and Brent. Leanne cautiously hold Elliott. Brent stands behind Leanne, looking down at the baby. When he notices I've woken up, he looks up and smiles.

"Hi there, sleepy head." Brent whispers to me. I crack a smile and look at Jack.

"Did Mel have the babies?" I ask. Brent nods.

"She had them maybe... five or six hours ago, it was definitely before you guys got here." He replies. Oh yeah, I vaguely remember that, maybe the medicine is making me even sleepier than I thought it would.

"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Aspen asks, walking into the room. She stops to use some Purell before walking up to me.

"Exhausted." I reply and run my fingers through my loose curls. She takes my IV bag off of the pole, putting a new one on the hook.

"Are you up for another visitor or two?" She asks, glaring at me.

"I didn't think I could have more than two visitors at one time?" I question. She smiles and puts her index finger up to her blush toned lips.

"Our little secret." She whispers. She finishes changing my IV bag and walks to the door frame. "I'll go get them, I'll be back."

"Are you in any pain?" Leanne asks. I shake my head and yawn.

"A little, they gave me an epidural, it's slowly wearing off." I reply.

Aspen walks into the room with a huge smile on her face. Mel is wheeled in by Cameron. Mel's smile is plastered on her face. Her eyes are bloodshot and puffy, her face swollen from the baby weight, and her hair pulled up into a messy ponytail with loose ringlets hanging from her head.

"Oh my God, he's adorable!" Mel squeals. Jack and I exchange loving glances.

"What's his name?" Cameron asks. Brent and Leanne look at us since we didn't tell them his name either.

"Elliott James." I reply.

"Elliott, oh Leah, I love it." Mel replies, she carefully wipes tears from her eyes.

Elliott was our grandfathers name, he was the nicest person in the world. I remember he would always give us gifts every time he'd see us and it would be something he made by hand. I have wooden crosses, birdhouses, when I was little he made chairs for my dolls, he even made me a wooden pendant.

"I remember grandpa Elliott, I was always over his house after mom and dad kicked me out." Leanne replies, practically ruining the mood.

"Where are the babies?" Jack asks.

"Nursery, God Leah, I don't know how you did it with the twins. Three babies are a lot of work." Mel marvels.

"I have the best support system, and so do you. I will help you along the way." I reply.

After a while, Mel became tired as did I. Mel and Cameron went back to their room, Brent and Leanne went to switch turns watching the girls so Ian could get some rest, and Jack and I are stuck in this boring ass room.

Time check: two thirty in the morning... it's been ten hours since I've had the baby.

On the verge of passing out, Jack cuddles up with me in the bed. I don't know why he wanted to do that, this so-called bed is uncomfortable as hell. I shut my eyes for a moment, that moment ends when the baby cries.

"Babe, it's your turn." I joke.

"You're the one with the milk." He mumbles. I roll my eyes and take the baby out of his crib. I fight with Jack's heavy chest to get my gown off.

"Babe, can you move over a little?" I ask. He moves over a little so I can feed the baby. He looks up, noticing I'm getting ready to feed the baby.

"Does he need to be changed?" He asks. I nod.

"Yeah, I'm going to feed him first, it doesn't take him long to eat." I reply. I begin feeding Elliott. Jack, who is also exhausted, stares at me with heavy eyes.

"Why don't you go home, babe? You look exhausted, go home and get some rest." I suggest.

"I'm alright, I don't want to leave my favorite girl, and I don't want to fall asleep at the wheel." He replies, curling up next to me.

"Alright, do you mind changing him for me?" I ask. He sits up in the bed and waits for me to finish feeding Elliott.

Jack begins changing Elliott. I can't believe how good he is with the children, he's amazing with the girls and he's already doing great with our son. I never imagined I would be starting a family with him, but here I am. I made the best decision by marrying him.