~ Epilogue ~~
6 1/2 months later
"Faster, faster! For the love of God Damon why do you have a Ferrari if you don't know how to drive it!" Katrina screamed as she doubled over in the passenger seat, clutching her abdomen.
If he wasn't scared of getting punched he would have cracked a joke, so instead he only smirked and continued to drive, weaving through the dense New York five o'clock traffic heading for the hospital.
She screamed again, spouting off a slew of obscenities.
"Breath honey, breathe. You know like in Lamaze class." He attempted to demonstrate the technique and was thanked with a slug to the shoulder. He winced. It hurt. She seemed to have gained inhuman strength over the past half hour that she'd been in labour.
"Fuck you. You did this too me. And not only did you have to give me one, but two. Two Damon! Leave it to you to be the overachiever!"
He couldn't hold his laughter back any longer. He sympathized with her pain, but damn it, she was a hoot and a half when she was angry. If he wasn't so concerned over her and the babies - twins it seemed - then he would have been horny over the fire that was in her blue eyes.
"We're using condoms from now on buddy. Your sperm is potent and there's no way in hell I'm going through this again!"
As it had turned out, the chemo hadn't fully killed his boys. His sperm count was seriously down, but Dr Robichaud was convinced that in a few years his numbers would be back to normal.
She screamed again and her hand shot out and grasped his leg. Her fingernails tug into his thigh through his black suit pants. He winced, but didn't say anything.
He'd been in the middle of a business meeting when he'd gotten the frantic call from her. He'd left the meeting with Kevin heading it up. Kevin had proved to be invaluable over the previous few months and Damon planned on rewarding him for his loyalty. When he'd first found out about Katrina, Damon had feared it would challenge his loyalty to Damon and the company, but Kevin had been loyal. The cancer was still gone and life was falling into place so perfectly that Damon doubted he could have been happier.
Except for the pain that was intensifying in his leg... Damn, she'd gotten strong!
He let out a sigh of relief at the sight of the hospital coming into view. "We're here honey."
She lifted her eyes and fell back into the seat. Rubbing her stomach, the contractions seemed to lessen and she regained a slight resemblance to the Katrina he knew. She released his leg and took a deep breath in, releasing it slowly.
"I'll drop you off at the emergency entrance and park the car."
She glanced over at him and shook her head. "Hell, no. I'm not going in alone. I can walk from the parking lot with you."
Damon was about to protest, but the look in her eyes told him to shut his mouth and do what he was told. Being the dutiful husband he murmured, "Okay, sweetie."
*****
"Final push and it'll be all over."
Katrina grunted, tightened her grip on Damon's hand and gave the final push. Moments later a second cry filled the room accompanying the cries of the first baby that was being passed to Damon. Katrina released his hand so he could hold their daughter and watched as they cleaned up the second baby before passing the crying child to her.
As she held tight to what she considered her miracle baby she glanced up at Damon and their eyes locked. She'd never seen so much love, pride and joy in his eyes; not when they were married and not even when he'd received the news that he was cured.
"They're beautiful," one of the nurses gushed, Katrina didn't bother to look and find out which nurse. She glanced down at the baby in her arms, an exact replica of the one in Damon's arms. The babies had bright blues eyes with a tuft of blonde hair on her heads.
"Just like their mother," Damon commented, giving Katrina a smile. Taking her hand, he brought it to his lips and brushed her knuckles across his lips. "I love you."
"Love you too honey," she replied.
"Have you decided on names yet?" Katrina broke her gaze from Damon's to glance at the plump brunette nurse posing the question and nodded. "We sure have."
"What are they?" The nurse's smile widened and it was contagious. A wide grin spread across Katrina's lips as she glanced back down at her baby.
"Faith and Destiny."
"That's so beautiful," the nurse gushed.
Katrina nodded and her eyes caught Damon's again. The names were painfully appropriate. It was nothing short of a miracle that they found each other and conceived their girls when they did. She couldn't imagine calling them anything else. The past ten months had been a rollercoaster of emotion; laughter, tears, anger, but in the end it was worth every second of it. She had everything she could have ever dreamed of and it was all because of her high school sweetheart, the smoking hot billionaire, Damon Garratt.
The End