Ember ; Harley Quinn

• thirty five •

Y/n's POV:

Harley was twenty two weeks pregnant now and Sasha and I were setting up the few balloons and getting the snack table ready for the baby shower in a few hours.

June, Cassandra and the Birds of Prey ladies wanted to take Harley out for lunch so Sasha and I could set up. We were also going to be revealing the gender of our babies and break the news that we were having twins. Of course Sasha and Cassandra knew, but they promised to keep it a secret.

"You nervous?" Sasha asked tossing me a water.

I took a sip to quench my dry throat, shrugging my shoulders, "Yes and no. I think I'm just getting anxiety about the whole birthing thing because I want everything to go smoothly, I don't want anything to happen to the kids or Harley. But.. the twins are in the safest place they'll ever be right now. We know where they are at all times and when they get into the real world, there's danger everywhere and I just don't want anything to happen to them."

"The twins are going to be well protected, I mean you have a bunch of people looking out for them but I can see where you're coming from. Being a parent isn't going to be easy, but you'll have to let your kids fall and get hurt sometime."

"I wish my mom were here. I think she would have really loved Harley and the kids." I mumbled, taking another sip of my water.

Sasha nudged me gently, "I know she would have loved her grandchildren. She would have loved Cassandra too. She'd be proud of you."

I sniffled, wiping my eyes free of tears, "I miss her so much."

Sasha huffed me, rubbing my back while I cried. There wasn't a day that went by the I didn't miss my mom and even though I didn't get to know her, I liked to picture what she would be like when I see pictures of her and my dad.

When my emotions were in check (for the most part) we finished setting up just as the others came walking inside. Cassandra bounded over towards me and dangled the Rollie she pickpocketed.

"As your new parent, I'm upset with you. As your friend, nice!" I gave her a high five and she grinned, clasping the watch on her non broken wrist.

"This looks amazing!" Harley grinned walked over to me, kissing my cheek. I smiled and wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her close.

"How was lunch?" I asked.

"I ate so much food!" Harley groaned, rubbing her belly, "And yet these babies are still hungry. Can we have cake now?"

I giggled, "Sure."

Once the others came over towards the table where the cake was, Harley and I both cut into it to reveal half pink half blue sponge.

"No way!" Floyd gasped, "Y'all are having twins?!"

I nodded, a proud smile on both mine and Harleys face.

"I'm so happy for y'all!" He grinned, "And if you ever need a babysitter, I gotchu."

"Thanks, Floyd." I smiled appreciatively, putting a piece of cake on a plate for Harley.

[...]

"OH MY GOD!"

I dropped the spatula I was using to cook us breakfast with and took off down the hall towards the bedroom when I heard Harley scream.

"What? Are you okay?" I burst into our room, ready to kill someone.

"The twins kicked!" Harley looked up at me with tears in her eyes and my knees felt weak as I walked over to her. I sat down slowly on the bed next to her, tears welling in my own eyes.

Harley giggled when they did it again and gently placed my hand on her stomach. A watery laugh escaped my lips when I felt them kick under my palms.

"Oh my.." I trailed off, not having the words to explain the amount of joy I was feeling. She was about thirty five weeks pregnant now, and her belly looked like it was going to burst soon. She had that pregnancy glow about her and her hormones were raging all the time, but I would take all her mood swings and weird middle of the night cravings any day of the week to feel this amount of joy.

I placed my other hand on her stomach and Harley placed her hands over top of mine, feeling the babies kick.

"It's your momma." I cooed, "I can't wait to meet you."

They kicked again and Harley rubbed her thumbs over the backs of my hands, "They like hearing your voice."

I choked on a sob, kissing her protruding belly through my baggy sweatshirt, hoping the twins felt all the love I was trying to give. I leaned up and kissed my girlfriend sweetly, "I love you so much."

Harley cupped my cheeks and kissed me again, a new set of tears falling freely down her cheeks, "I love you. Thank you for everything you do for me pumpkin."

[...]

Quinzel: can you please get me and the babies some pickles!!!! We're all out :(

I giggled, texting back that I would before stuffing my phone in my pocket. I left the club through the back way since I parked out here, hissing when I felt a hard right hook to my face.

Another masked goon grabbed my arm and I ignited my fire, hearing the goon hiss in pain before punching the other guy in the head. I dropped down to one knee when they kicked my leg out from under me, slamming the second goon over my shoulder and on the ground. I punched them in the throat, yelping when I felt something sharp poke my neck before everything became fuzzy and obscure.