"Is that two?"

Jensen's voice is quiet, bordering on horrified as he looks at the ultrasound, squeezing your hand so tight you were sure he'd cut off circulation soon.

"It sure is! Congratulations!"

The doctor responds cheerfully, completely ignored as you look at Jensen nervously, waiting for his reaction. You already had twins. Two girls. Two six year olds at home. And now there were going to be two more. He'd only agreed to trying again cause you both wanted one more, and he wanted a boy.

"Are you okay?"

You whisper softly, your thumb beginning to rub against his knuckles. Jensen swallows quickly, looking up at you.

"Of course. Of course I'm okay I…we're having two more babies, I just…"

He hesitates, reaching up to stroke your hair with a soft smile.

"Twins were so hard on you last time. I hate to watch you go through such a rough pregnancy again. I don't want you to hurt."

Jensen says quietly, more concerned about your health than anything else.

"Sweetheart, I'm so happy, I promise."

He smiles, kissing your forehead reassuringly.