by Annie Buff
Halfway through the ceremony the whooshing sound was heard over the surf. Her water had just broke. Renegade started laughing and sped up his service. As soon as the groom kissed the bride she was whisked off to the hospital. The twins were on their way.
After sixteen hours of labor the resident physician opted to do a C-section. Her blood pressure was dangerously low and the Obstetrician decided to air on the side of caution. The club was waiting for any word on how babies and mother were doing.
Krispy opened the door to Labor and Delivery with the smile of all smiles. “They’re here man, and they’re so tiny. Holy fuck! You should see them, they are perfect.” He turned to head back to Isadora but the brothers yells stopped him.
“You never said what they were! Did you get boys or girls?” the yelling was almost in unison. Krispy laughed out loud.
“ We have a boy, and a girl. I got one of each. Pretty fuckin’ cool huh.” He said before disappearing back behind the double doors.
Two hours later Isadora was in her own room and ready for company. Krispy sat on the side of her bed, holding his daughter and Izzy held their son. Smoke was the first to take a baby, before long both little ones were being passed from brother to brother.
Krispy had never looked more proud. His life was complete. His biological family had merged with his MC family. Life was as perfect as it could get. Smoke nodded as he cooed at the tiny boy. “Did they get names yet? I know you guys didn’t wanna know what you were having until they got here.”
Krispy nodded, “you’re holding Aven Donahue Harrison. The queen has Ariel Neva Harrison. My mom was Neva and it made sense to have her name carry on with both my kids. Aven is Neva backwards and Donahue is Jake’s middle name. Just seemed right.” And it was right, in every way.
Smokes Devils had three new members, two of would need time to grow but they had more family than they’d ever need. More people to love them, more people to protect them from whatever might come.
The Bastards were no more, Smoke and the brothers made sure of that but evil had a way of surfacing in strange places. For now life would be quiet and serene for the two youngest members if the Devils Apostles, as it should be.
