(In this, all the freaky alien shit didn't happen. Just a normal pregnancy with twins.)

When you found out you were pregnant, you and your husband, Commander Spencer Armacost, were over the moon. When you found out it was twins, he was even more excited.

You were resting on the couch, when he came up and laid between your legs, lifting your shirt up over your bump, gently kissing it.

"Just wanna talk to my babies, that's all." He said giving you a soft, affectionate glance.