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One thing Soap has to say about child birth is ladies and guys. Get yourself an appropriately sized mate you do not want a big baby. Especially two babies he looked like he was about to have xenomorph pop out of him. For the entirety of his pregnancy at twenty six one wrong sneeze now will throw his back out.
Gestational diabetes fucking sucks and his stomach problems didn’t improve. So now he has raging GERD that requires Prilosec. But all is well the delivery went well despite him swearing at Ghost in six different languages.
Poor bastard was nerves the entire time but handled being berated like a champ. After all Soap didn’t mean any of it he was in pain and pushing a ten pound child out of him. While his other kid was merciful on him and is scrawny.
Though no sooner did they get the all clear to leave the hospital. Kate gave an apologetic look and explained the situation. Ghost almost turned it down but Soap intervened. “Alex and Price and Gaz need you Lt.. me and the kids will be ok.. I’d hate for something to happen to the old man.”
Soap knew that look well.. he said something Ghost didn’t want to hear but needed to hear. That was a week ago after kissing Soap in the hallway. It’s been one very tired and hormonal mom and his twin sister.
Who’s helping him with them they’d always been simultaneously close and one jump scare away. From committing homicide on each other this is the same woman. Who unironically has a knee jerk reaction to punch him when startled.
They were both a crash course in Schrödinger’s upbringing. With their parents both parentifying and infantilyzing them. At age two they had their own language and put their mother an award winning photography journalist in the hospital twice.
Now they’re calling each other every name under the sun while he feeds one baby and she feeds the other. That’s just their sibling dynamic the worst trauma he’s had. Was when himself and Alli’s parents died in a heli crash.
They’d been at boarding school when news came through. Along with the news that they have an uncle who’s an eccentric world renowned conservationist. Soap felt bad that that’s the worst trauma he’s had. While Ghost grew up with a piece of shit father who liked to torture him.
Despite Ghost insisting that it’s not a game of who can one up the other. Soap still felt bad for complaining whenever he missed his parents.
He was pulled out of his thoughts by a slap to the back of his head. “Johnny ya prick your alpha has been on the phone for ya.” She offered after he hit her back and then noticed she was only trying to get his attention.
Taking the phone from her “Lt?” He heard the relief in that sigh. “Hey Johnny.. I hear you and Alli haven’t killed each other yet.” Soap snorted “only outta necessity cause without her I would be stuck taking care of our kids alone till you come back.” He heard Ghost chuckle and it made him relieved that he’s not stressing himself out.
His alpha is a bundle of anxiety and bad mental health issues thanks to the cuntasaurus of a father. “Speaking of hun.. uncle Wolfe wants to visit since he couldn’t make the birth while world traveling.” He heard the phone shift “it’ll be a party when I get back.. fine by me. Just make sure he keeps his work separate from you and the kids. Love your uncle but I’ve seen the dangerous circles he runs in.” Which.. fair though it can’t be helped but fair.
“I’ll tell him Lt..” that’s when Alli leaned in to say in the receiver “I’ll make sure he gets the memo Simon.” Ghost chucked “thanks Alli..” she gave a self satisfied smile. And Ghost reminded pointedly “be nice to your sister Johnny.. I’ll be back soon as we wrap this up.”