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Chapter six: The Arrival

Nine months pregnant...

'OH MY GOD WILL YOU JUST LET IT GO?!!!' Belle pleaded desperately not wanting this conversation to carry on. Crystal had gotten the hump due to the fact that Celest had popped up out of the blue and touched her stomach to feel the babies. Needless to say the dark veela got insanely jealous over it and was now thoroughly pissed off.

'NO! I WILL NOT "LET IT GO" AS YOU PUT IT!' Crystal stormed 'SHE HAD NO RIGHT TO TOUCH YOU!'

'SHE WANTED TO FEEL THE BABIES!'

'AND THATS MEANT TO MAKE IT ALRIGHT IS IT?'

'NO, BUT-' Belle gasped sharply as a pain surged through her stomach. Taking several large breaths she straightened up, her hands clutching her stomach, and glared daggers at her wife. 'Now you listen here-OW!'

'Bee?' Crystal knelt down beside her wife who was currently sitting on the floor, rocking backwards and forwards, gasping for breath, 'Bee? Bee talk to me'

'I...I...I think m-my water j-just...broke'

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St Mungo's...

Crystal paced up and down in the waiting room trying to get a hold of her parents via floo network. Finally they answered. 'Yes?'

Crystal knelt down over the grate 'Mum?'

'Yes?'

'Can you take the kids?'

'Why?' her mother did not look thrilled about this request.

'Please? Belle's gone into labour'

Her mother rolled her eyes 'fine send them through'

'Thank you' Crystal stood up and turned to her six children 'okay two at a time'

Destiny held Thomas' hand and stepped into the grate. She took a hold of a handful of floo powder 'ZABINI MANOR!' In a flicker of green flames they had vanished.

'Come on! Next two!'

Joy and Faith grasped a handful of powder and stepped over the grate 'ZABINI MANOR!' and they were gone.

'Come on Come on Come on I need to get back to your mother!' Crystal urged Noah and Daniel in over the grate and watched as they disapppearred to Zabini Manor. Feeling a rush of guilt she sped back towards the delivery ward.

'How are you feeling, belle?'

'Like someone is trying to rip me in half'

'Really? Well-' the mediwitch was cut short by an ear splitting scream from the patient. 'Okay the first baby is on it's way you need to start pushing belle'

Belle groaned and sat upright just as Crystal burst through the doors 'are you okay? I'm sorry I took so-' Crystal was cut off as belle grabbed her collar and dragged her down so that they were looking into each others' eyes.

'Please Crissi make them stop!'

'But they have to come out bee'

'Not the babies the fucking mediwitches!'

'Why? What are they doing?' Crystal asked as she gently massaged belle's tense shoulders.

'Tell them...to stop...' belle wiped sweat from her forehead 'tell them to...stop...trying...to...heal my scars...when they should be focusing...on the fucking...labour!!!'

Crystal turned to the several healers who were dapping potions over belle's werewolf scars and enjoying a jolly old chat. 'YOU HEARD HER! BIRTH NOW! SCARS LATER!!!'

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'PUSH! PUSH! PUSH! COME ON NOW ONE LAST PUSH!'

Crystal had to watch helplessly as Belle forced herself through exhaustion and back to push their baby boys' into the world. She had the scars in her hand to prove it, especially by the way Belle was squeezing it. The former Gryffindor was dripping with sweat, her chest panting heavily beneath the hospital gown. Crystal did everything she could to reassure her wife. Although it didn't seem to help.

'Come on baby' crystal pressed a kiss to belle's pulsing temple 'like the healer said one last push come on now'

'It hurts Crissi' Belle wailed tears cascading down her cheeks 'it really really- OW!!!'

'SWEET MERLIN!!!' Crystal shrieked as Belle squeezed her fingers tightly as she gave one last final push and black out with exhaustion.

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Several hours later in the recovery ward Belle and Crystal sat happily on the bed each cradelling a beautiful baby boy. Belle rested her head on Crystal's shoulder and her smile grew even wider when she felt crystal press a kiss to her head. 'What are we going to name them?' she asked.

Crystal hummed in thought 'well, this little tyke can be Caleb' she announced proudly poking the baby's nose in Belle's arms 'and this little bundle' she peered down into her own arms 'hmm? Tricky, eh?'

'very'

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