Quadruple the Fun Part 2

[Amorentia]

Peni POV

To Marcus I whispered as I leaned on him fighting fatigue, "I really don't remember labor hurting this bad."

Marcus POS

I tried the panting style breathing they did in all the movies, trying to help her with this as best I could, my head started to feel funny,  "Jeez... is this from the headache? The whole room is spinning."

As Peni laughed, the midwife explained, "You're hyperventilating."

"That's how they do it in the movies!"  I defended myself.  I swear, if it was a labor and on a tape, I watched it trying to get ready for this.

"In the movies no body laughs their baby out."  They said with a smile.

"That's cause their not doing it right." I grinned, knowing that was a birth they would all remember. 

Peni giggled, saying through the pain,  "Keep making me laugh."

"Jeez no pressure or anything. Am I getting paid for this."  I dead panned, hoping it would make her laugh.

It did, she laughed as she asked,  "Really? Really?"

"You told me to make you laugh." I exclaimed.

She leaned forward, her sweet lips tasting mine.  With a grin, I leaned back saying. "No making out baby, you know I'm already in the mood."Laughing, she bent over, her rear in the air,  "Oh, peni, that's just wrong." I said, making her laugh once more.

"Let's get her up. The head's too big."

"Just like his Daddy." Peni said, laughing as she stood.

She bent over almost immediately, one leg resting against the leg of the chair as she moaned,  "This looks familiar." I said with a grin I knew she loved.

Peni POV

Standing helped a lot. To get Johni down I needed to push along with gravities pull. It look longer to push him out than it did for his brother to be born. Once over the pelvic bone, we had to slow it down to ease past the gentle tissues for as little ripping as possible. There was still one more baby to birth. Tears were streaming down my eyes, but I was determined as I breathed instead of pushed knowing I came this far, there was no going back. John Quince Flint (Johni) was born 6 lbs 2 oz, 23 inches long, with a a head that averaged in the 99th percentile being over 15 inches. He let out a whopper of a cry as Marcus and I looked down on our first blond baby with his deep blue eyes.

"Moose, is about right." I said referring to our son's head and his Power Animal.  

Before I could really enjoy him, Marcus was taking me to the bed being carefully of the bruises on my abdomen where they had moved the baby. Everyone was talking so fast I wasn't sure what was going on. I didn't even feel anything when the Midwife said, "She's crowning...." Taking the room her brother made, out tiniest Breena easily made her way through the birth canal behind him.

"Really?" I asked in disbelief. Reaching down I felt a head full of hair and laughed. It was almost over. Four babies and it was almost over.

Marcus POV

I laughed as Peni's hand moved between her own legs, gently touching the head of our daughter, "She's coming smoothly Peni. On her own." The Midwife said.

"And you have a very healthy, very hungry boy over here," Ewan called.

Peni was laughing, happy tears on her face. I looked down to where I could see a small patch of hair, saying,  "I wanna see."

"Do you want to catch your daughter." They asked and I nodded, swallowing hard,  I listened to all her directions, moving between Peni's legs in a capacity I had never tried before.  The catcher. I heard Peni pushing and watched in amazement as my baby girl slid out into my arms. 

I kissed her messy face sweetly, holding her in my shirt as Ewan suctioned and scanned her . I snuggled her close, whispering, "That's Daddy's little girl." Losing my heart once more.

Peni POV

Warm, happy tears still streamed down my face watching the magic in Marcus's eyes holding our tiny Breena Marie who weighed 5 lbs4oz. She was lovely with a full head of dark hair and dark brown eyes as she looked up at her Daddy mirroring his marveling expression.

As Marcus helped clean and wrap up Breena, they brought me Mommy's big boy. He tried to suckle my cheek when I snuggle him to my face greeting my son for the first time. Once Breena was ready, Marcus turned around. For a moment our eyes met exchanging, "I love you's." We'd done it. We had our strong healthy liter full of babies.

"I want to see." I said lifting my neck to get a good peek at our daughter

As Marcus started to walk over for us to exchange babies, our two started to fuss. Then John and Mother showed up in the door with Marki and Elissa wailing. All at one time all four babies were crying.

Marcus and I looked at each other having our first of what we knew would be, many "oh shit," moments. We all started talking about who should get nursed and bottle fed with Ewan stepped in to interrupt saying, "You know....."

The idea of shifting to wolf to nurse was strange at first. Ewan has extensive experience in this area. He explained that shifting to the wolf form would help speed healing. Also in wolf form I would have enough nipples and milk for all four of my babies which, especially in these early days, was best for providing them with all of the antibodies and nutrition of they needed. It was something I could do at night with the babies in wolf form by me through the night and they would be able to find their way to feed by themselves providing us with more sleep. During the day I could feed them all in wolf form, or two at a time by the breast alternating feedings with the sets.

Ewan showed us a trick to Charm a almost Full Sized changing pad so that it automatically removed any waste the babies made on it. As long as we cleaned it each day, replacing the spell, while on the pad they were mess proof. With the babies still crying, giving Marcus a kiss, I figured it was worth a try.

Phasing felt instantly better. Crawling onto the pad laid down on the bed for the babies and myself. Marcus changed the babies to wolf form using the ancient Quileute spell. Then the most amazing thing happened. Suddenly my mind was full of four little minds in my Pack consciousness. The thoughts were so simple - mostly images and emotions. From that I was able to use my nose to move Marki to a teet where he could lay on his left side as he wanted in his mind. Also to push Brenna in between her two brothers so she felt more comforted. They showed me images they'd seen of our faces and different things, as well as desires. It the was the mose simple of thoughts. They were warmer than they had been tonight next to my fur and Pack heat. But they recognized my heart and knew me as their Mother.

Looking at my husband, I'd wished Marcus could phase with me to hear. He laid beside me in bed with his fingers in the fur of my back. Catching his blue eyes with mine he said, "Baby, I think you need to shave." I laughed a softly as he kiss my paw, with another kiss to my muzzle. As the babies fed hungrily he repeated the same kisses for each of them. It amazed me how our hearts so easily stretched making easy room for four more to love.

In returned for my babies images, I showed them all the love they were being born into, all of the family, and all the care they would receive. As they nursed, I sang softly to them a Quileute lullaby between the sound of their thoughts, and the sounds of everyone downstairs celebrating, as I myself drifted off to sleep feeling more blessed that I ever had before. The last thing I heard was Blaise's voice at the door seeing me in wolf form nursing my cubs saying, "That's not something you see everyday."

Peni Clearwater written by Amorentia. Marcus Flint written by shtteredprncess. Ewan and Blaise Zabini by Amorentia. All Midwives and family members written by Amorentia.

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