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Mark's POV
                          
When I woke up, all I saw was darkness. I looked through the window and night shaded the world. Sean was across from me, on the couch. I remembered that I fainted at the sight of me being cut open. Is that why Sean is unconscious?
I peeled away the blankets, lifted up my hospital gown and saw stitches held me together. I couldn't see any lower​ as my bump still hid my member.
I covered myself back up and tried to wake up Sean. He's a hard sleeper.
So I got up and went over to him, careful of my stitches.
"Sean!" I shouted in his ear.
"Eep!" He gasped femininely. Making me giggle.
"Do you know where the babies are?"
"No." He croaked and sat up. "All I remember is that as soon as they cut you, I passed out."
"Oh. That's similar to mine."
"Go get back in bed and I'll get a nurse."
"K." I gave him a kiss as I stood up.
As the door shut, I had sat down on the bed.
A few minutes later, Sean came back with a wheelchair and a blanket.
"They told where the newborn ward was."
He moved the blanket from the seat and helped me sit down. Then he handed me the blanket and let me get settled before we left.
As he wheeled me the short walk through the corridors, nearly nobody passed us. Usaully the place is real busy. Maybe not as much as night though.
"Here." Sean stopped in front of a room with a large glass window. Inside were rows and rows of baby beds. Only a few were filled though.
Our eyes wandered until we saw at the end of 2 beds, were our baby's names on two pink name plates.
Shelby Kaye
Shelia Rey
Their features were obscured from view.
Sean leaned down next to me.
"I told you it would be ok." He placed his hand on my thigh.
"I know." My voice cracked. Then I realized tears began to fall from my eyes.
"Mark what's wrong?" My fiance asked compassionately.
"I just want to hold them!" I cried.
"You can wait a while. Your strong." His green hair flashed across my view as I glanced up.
"Ok." I sniffled as the tears stopped.
My stomach growled.
"You wanna get something to eat?"
"Omg yes I'm starving."
"Me to." He rubbed my thigh as he stood.
"Hey Mark." His Irish voice spoke from behind me.
"What?" I looked up.
Sean leaned down and kissed me. I moaned unknowingly.
"You're horny?" He whispered.
"Yes." I said lustfully.
"Then let's hurry up and eat."