Alkine Academy

When I killed my father the erotic feeling of ending his life was nothing compared to this.

At the time, it was such pure elation knowing that I got the revenge I sought for, for so long.

Cal felt the same when he killed our mother but nothing in the world can top this feeling.

Standing beside Jacis in her hospital bed, with her tiny hand squeezing the very fuck out of mine, I watch as she pushes for umpteenth time to bring our babies into this world finally.

Cal is standing at the foot of her bed watching closely, fully entranced, at the head that's partially sticking out of Jacis vagina.

Faron and Asher stand on the other side of her bed, with Faron holding her other hand and Asher observing her just as Cal is.

Poor Jaci is in so much pain she has sweat pouring out all over her small body, her hair is askew, with her eyebrows scrunched up in extreme pain.

My heart goes out to her.

Watching he in so much agonizing pain actually fucking hurts me. I wish I could take this pain away from her.

"One more push." The doctor informs her.

Jaci raises off the bed, bending the upper half of her body, screaming out loudly while she pushes again.

I finally hear a tiny little cry, watching while the doctor pulls our first child out of Jacis womb.

We don't know the sex of the babies, choosing to be surprised rather than knowing.

"It's a boy!" He announces proudly.

Nurses come over quickly, whisking our child away to prepare him.

Jaci drops back on the bed, panting.

I lean down to kiss her. Placing a sweet little kiss on her forehead. "You are doing so great sweet cheeks." I assure her. She grunts for a reply. Smiling, I shake my head, knowing that she is clearly exhausted.

Another contraction hits her not two minutes later. I haven't had a chance view our first child yet but I can hear his cries from across the room.

Jaci starts pushing again, she looks so damn fragile. She squeezes my hand again very tightly.

"I see the head!" Cal exclaims loudly.

When the contraction ends Jaci falls back on the bed, completely worn out from over exertion.

"One more push Jaci." The doctor insists.

"I can't." Jaci weakly says.

Leaning back down to her, I tell her, "you can do this. One hard push and you're done, then you can finally meet our babies." I place my arm under her back, pushing her up into a sitting position.

"Push!" The doctor demands.

Jaci gives it all that she's got. Closing her beautiful bright blue eyes in concentration. She bravely pushes out our second child into this world then collapses back on the bed instantly.

Glancing over to the doctor, I realize to my horror that our second child isn't crying.

The doctor is working urgently with our baby. Furrowing my brows, I observe them both panicking.

Please! Please!

Let me hear you cry.

I will fucking do anything.

Just breath!

Jaci notices that our child isn't crying. She slowly raises up, watching the doctor from between her legs, with panic written all over her face.

"What's wrong? Ora?" She says my name like prayer. Dragging it out hoping against hope that I can do something about this despairing situation.

Fuck! I wish I could.

When we finally hear our baby sweetly crying we all release a pent up breath that we were holding.

Thank you!

Fuck!

Thank you!

The nurses bring over our son, placing him into Jacis arm gently.

He's beautiful.

So precious.

With soft tufts of solid black hair, a small button nose, and a tiny little dimple on his right cheek.

"You did it sweet cheeks." I am so proud of her. I didn't realize that I was crying until I felt the wetness from the tears on my face. I wipe them away quickly.

"Great job baby." Cal tells her.

"He's perfect." Asher adds. I agree with him.

"He looks just like Ora." Faron insist.

I didn't notice it until Faron mentioned it but he actually does look something like me. Tracing my finger along his tiny little face. I instantly fall in love with him.

Daddy's little buddy.

My pride and joy!

A nurse grabs my attention, she's holding our second child in her arms, she places my baby in my arms tenderly.

This is my first time ever holding a baby. I'm feeling a bit nervous over it.

The nurse leans in to me, "it's a girl." She informs me with a giant smile on her face that matches my own.

My little princess!

She's adorable!

She has tiny little tufts of black hair just like her brothers. Her nose and his match identically. Where my son has one little dimple she has two.

They are both absolutely perfect.

Cal comes over tracing his finger along her tiny face. Faron and Asher join shortly after.

By the look on all of their faces they are experiencing the same feelings that I am.

Unconditionally falling in love instantly.

We are all already whipped.

Her tiny little fingers wrap around my finger. Her skin is so soft and she smells exactly like baby powder.

She has me wrapped around her finger.

Nothing can be better than this.

Looking back at Jaci with our son still tightly wrapped up in her arms she looks up at me smiling.

I think I just fell in love with her even more than I was today. She has blessed me with two wonderful children. The pain and agony that she went through to bring them into this world only confirms how strong that she actually is.

I'm so damn proud of her.

"I love you." I tell her. Meaning every word of it from the bottom of my fucking heart.

"I love you." She replies back to me with love shining in her eyes.

"So what are we going to name them?" Cal ask.

We've been going over this for months. Back and forth, over and over again, with Faron always throwing out ridiculous names. The last name he came up with had us all laughing at him hysterically.

But I'll be damned if I name my son after an actor that my mate has been having wet dreams about.

Damon is not a fucking option. Neither is Ian for that matter. Not even going to happen.

"How about.." Faron starts to say but Jaci shuts him up quickly.

"No. You are not allowed to name them." She sternly looks at him making us all laugh at Faron's playfully pouting face.

"Then what are we naming them?" Asher ask extremely curious.

"I was thinking about Dean Ora Alkine for our son. What do you all think?" Jaci hesitantly ask.

She wants to give our son my name? Fuck! I feel so honored.

Dean?

Sounds like a good enough name to me. It's strong and defining. I look expectingly at all of my brothers.

The all seem to agree nodding their heads frantically at Jacis suggestion.

"Perfect and what about our little beautiful princess?" I ask bouncing our little bundle in my arms gently.

"I picked our sons. All of you can decide on our daughters." Jaci suggests.

Looking down at my sweet little angel in my arms I try my hardest to figure out the perfect name for her.

"What about Kelli Deanelle Alkine. It matches her brothers sort of and I think it's the perfect fit for her." I anxiously look at Jaci and then back at my brothers.

"Perfect." Jaci surprisingly agrees with me. My eyebrows raise up to the top of my head completely shocked that she is actually agreeing to my suggestion.

Glancing over at my brothers I see the smile on their faces, happy with the our name suggestions finally.

"Welcome to the world Kelli and Dean. I love you." Ashers heartfelt welcome melts my cold heart.

"I'm naming the next one." Faron pipes in.

"I don't think so." Jaci half laughs at Faron giving him a stern look.

This couldn't be more perfect.

Cal takes Kelli from my arms, anxious to get his hands on her. Faron grabs Dean from Jacis arms just as Cal did.

"Get some rest baby. You deserve it." Faron suggest.

Jaci nods, smiling, she lays back on the bed closing her eyes, from deep exhaustion.

Before she has a chance to fall into a heavy slumber, I hurriedly plant a tiny kiss on her supple lips.

"Thank you." I whisper to her in her ear.

She moans out finally falling to sleep.

Stating down at her I can't believe how far we have all came.

From me trying my damnest to push her away to being completely head over heals in love with her then to us now having an extended family.

We are absolutely blessed.

I couldn't ask for more than this.

The nurses come into room, taking Kelli and Dean to another room to get them changed and fed while Jaci sleeps.

We all settle down around in the room not wanting to leave her side.

It doesn't take long before Cal and Asher fall asleep in the uncomfortable chairs in Jacis room.

Faron is sitting beside me. Glancing over at him, I notice that he can't take his eyes off of Jaci.

The buzzing in my back pocket alerts me to an incoming call, grabbing it out quickly before it wakes Jaci, I notice I have a text from Greg and Yonan wanting to know about the babies. I'll text them both later. The incoming call is from Jacis Uncle Liam.

Stepping out into the hospitals hall I tell him everything that has occurred.

"A boy and a girl. There both doing well and Jaci is asleep at the moment." I answer him after he asked about Jacis progress.

"I'll be by later, just got to wrap up a few more things here first. Give Jaci my love oh and thank you Ora." He replies.

"Welcome." I tell him hanging up the phone. The man has changed since Jaci found out she was pregnant. I'll give him that. He rarely butts into our business anymore. He's retiring soon from the Academy and Jaci has been talking about replacing him.

I think it's a good idea as long she makes time for this sexy hunk, she can do anything that she damn well wants.

Back in my seat in Jacis room, Asher and Cal are still asleep. Faron still hasn't moved, consistently keeping his eyes planted on Jaci.

"Something bothering you baby brother?" I'm curious as to why he can't keep his eyes off of her.

He sighs, leaning back in his seat, rubbing his hands down his face. He looks tired and bit overwhelmed. I can't imagine what has him in such a state.

He should be ecstatic over being a new father. Knowing that, he should be in a better mood than this morose version I'm watching of him, it's making me begin to worry.

"I should have never of left her." He finally reveals his feelings to me.

Oh I see he's feeling guilty over leaving Jaci.

"It's in the past. Both of you have pushed through it. It worked out. Just let it go and enjoy the here and now." I try to console him but the look of disappointment on his face suggests that he doesn't have the same opinion.

"If I stuck around and didn't run from her like a dumb ass, they could've been my babies." I get his point, in a way, but regardless if they're biological his or not they are still his. We don't see it that way.

"They are yours Faron. They are all of ours. No need in beating yourself up over this. Jaci is young, we should have plenty of chances. Give it time." I encourage him.

He nods his head agreeing with me but I can still the suffering on his face. He looks back to Jaci wistfully, I know he feels guilty for leaving her, when he left it tore her apart, but now he should be relieved that Jaci, at least, gave him another chance.

"She loves you Faron. Just like she loves us. She would be honored to have your children maybe you should tell her how you feel about it, but know this. Those babies in the other room are definitely yours along with ours. They will call you daddy just like they will us and they will love you just like they will with all of us. It doesn't matter if your are their biological father or not. That's only a technicality, you know as well I do that being a father is more than just the DNA. It's loving them and being there for them and never letting them down." I end my speech to him with a gesture of love by hugging him and patting him on his back.

Releasing him from the manly hug, I place my hands on his cheeks.

"You will be an awesome father Faron. Kelli and Dean will need you just as much as they need us." I add.

He nods his head again, dropping my hands away from his face, I grant him one of my sexy smiles.

He returns his attention back to Jacis sleeping form still looking wistfully at her.

"You know, she once told me that she felt like a broken doll that was shattered into a million pieces. We put her through so much shit that I'm surprised she actually is still with us but I'm never going to take her love for me for granted ever again. When she told me that, all I wanted to do was to put her back together again. To show her that she is no longer that shattered doll. She has come a long way since then and after today with her blessing us with our babies, I realized that she is no longer that doll any more, she is way stronger than a damn porcelain doll. Way stronger than I even thought she could be." During his speech he never once took his eyes off of Jaci. There was so much raw emotions behind his words that he nearly had me choking up.

He's right though.

She is no longer a shattered doll and for that I couldn't be more thankful.

"I wonder what made her strong enough to pick up the broken pieces?" I muse.

"It was because of all of you." Jaci mumbles from her bed. She places her hands on the mattress, anchoring herself to a sitting position.

Jumping up quickly from the chair, I help her get situated. "You should rest." I quietly tell her not wanting to wake Cal and Asher.

"I'm fine. But to answer your question It was because of all of you. All of you helped in different ways to put the pieces back together." Faron gets up from his chair, he sits on the edge of Jacis bed, grasping her tiny hand within his.

"How did we help you though baby? We hurt you more than we ever helped you. I will never forgive myself for all of the shit that we put you through. You forgave us, you still loved us, no matter what we did to you. I don't understand how you could even do it." Faron choke's on his own words.

"It's because I love you. All of you. Yes, you did put me through the ringer but we managed to get our lives together and pull through. It wasn't easy to forgive some of the things that happened but I wanted a life with all of you more than I wanted to hold a grudge against you." Her pleading eyes wants to make Faron understand the how and why of it all.

I'm the one who should be ashamed for most of things we out her through, not Faron.

"I'm so sorry sweet cheeks." I tell her, "For my part in hurting you." I quickly add on. "That shit will never happen again, I swear." I vow to her.

"It's in the past. We just have to let it go. Yes, I was a broken but all of you put me back together again. Now we just need to move on from it." She humbly suggests.

I couldn't agree with her more.

"I'm sorry too. I was a jackass. It will never happen again." Cal promises, he's been listening to our conversation all along.

The little shit! I didn't even realize the bastard was awake.

"Let's just move on already. Like she said, it's in the past. We have children to think about now plus the idea of making more babies with you is really turning me on." Asher grumbles.

He must of heard our conversation on Faron desiring more babies.

"You better keep that damn anaconda away from me! I don't plan on doing this again for a long while." Jaci threatens with a beautiful smirk.

"Anaconda huh? You heard her guys. She finally admitted it. I'm the biggest." Asher boast, stretching.

"The fuck! I'm far bigger than you are asshole." Cal admonishes Asher while laughing.

"Stuff it! You assholes, you both know that I am by far the largest." Faron adds jokingly. Waving his hand in the air over dramatically.

Jaci giggles, eyeing them all with mischievousness.

"Hands down, I am by far the most well endowed out of all of you ridiculous fuckers." I join in on the ludicrous gibing. Sharing a glance with Jaci, "Tell them sweet cheeks." Giving her a devious smile.

"Nope. No way. Leave me out of this." We all share a laugh.

Abruptly, the nurses enter the room with our perfect bundles placed in a rolling bed.

Cal and Asher both jump up excitedly from their seats. Cooing softly at our babies.

My world couldn't be more outstanding.

As I watch Cal gently pick up Dean from his bed, the smile he bestows to him is beyond uplifting.

Asher snatches Kelli out of her bed, with the same exact smile on his face that Cal has.

They are enamored with them.

They're not the only ones smiling like fucking idiots.

All of us in the room just can't stop ourselves from smiling whenever our precious cargo is around.

Jaci may have been a broken doll when we first met her, but watching her observe our babies convinces me that she is no longer that lonely broken doll any longer.

No she is far beyond a shattered piece of porcelain.

She is the love of my life.

My heart.

My sweet cheeks.

My everything.

My fucking Queen.

Long love the Queen.

For Kelli,

Dedicated to my loving and forever missed daughter: Kelli Dean Coleman. (Forever 19)

May your imagination fly to the heavens and forever inspire us.

You are dearly missed everyday.

With all my heart and love,

Momma

The End!