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Prompt: "Mama Said Knock You Out" by LL Cool J, prompt provided by Tricky Raven's Weekly Flashfic Challenge forum, week 18, Mother's Day prompts

Out Cold

The following morning, Leah sat on the back porch, soaking in the final quiet hour of peace with a cup of tea as she rocked gently in the surprise glider her Quils gave her for Mother's Day. She ran a hand over the slope of her belly as she swayed, marveling that something so small contained two tiny lives. The miracle of their existence came as a shock every time.

She remembered the first time; Quil told her she was pregnant. She didn't believe him despite the hour she laid in bed with him crawling all over her, snorting her delicious new scent. A dozen pee sticks from the clinic's own inventory eventually confirmed Quil's excitement, but it took her mother's confirmation that afternoon for it to sink in.

Sue nearly bounced out of her shoes when she confirmed the second pregnancy, but announcing the twins was almost more than her heart could handle. The clinic staff knew all about the pack, so when someone got a peek at the ultrasound photo in Leah's hand as Sue walked her to the door in happy tears, they all descended on her en masse—three PAs, a visiting midwife, and three receptionists cried over the little black and white slip of paper.

She could forgive her pack friends for their lacking enthusiasm. Six made the spirits swear on the best of days, but he talked Bran into cutting Bella's hair that week, so a little grumbling side-eye wasn't unexpected when she announced the impending arrival of two more where Six came from. The girls perked up after a few drinks and hours of quiet and wished her well. Even Bella laid a hand on Leah's belly with a wistful smile and congratulated her sincerely before the end of their brunch.

Dozing on the porch as her mind drifted, Leah dreamed a sunny scenario—a quick birth and happy babies, the twin grins of her smiling Quils peeking over the edge of a bassinet at the new additions.

She'd known them for days and already loved these new lives as much as the others in her care. Her family. She sighed and curled up in the chair.

A whisper roused her, "Lee, honey…"

Blinking awake to the sun riding low over the trees in the east, she took a minute to gain her bearings. Her husband knelt at her side, arms full of sleepy boys.

"You brought home an extra," she noted, amused when Quil's face took on the perpetual guilty look of the last few days.

Quil bit his lip. "I owe Bella pretty big, even if she doesn't know it yet. Told Embry we'd take the kids for the day. You don't mind, right?"

She shook her head, "Not at all. Evie and Nora?"

"They'll be over later. They're helping Paul get his girls settled so Rach can sleep in."

"Well, look at you and the pack, getting all your pups in a row," Leah teased.

"I fucked up; I know it. At least the campout went smoothly. No new haircuts for anybody." He winked. "Come on, baby. You shouldn't be sleeping out here. Hurt your back or catch a cold or some damn thing." he grumbled, swinging the door open with his arms full by some miracle and nudging her to her feet to follow him.

She kissed his cheek, "You're so cute when your wolf gets his back up. I can't get sick, and it would take more than napping in a comfortable chair to cause any real discomfort. Pregnany's easy. Badass werewolf vampire-hunter, remember?" She pecked his cheek and pinched his butt.

He hated when she reminded him of their other occupation. Grumbling some more, he climbed the stairs and laid Six in his oversized bed beside his best buddy in the world, Bran, while Leah watched from the door.

"They look so much like you and Emb."

"You should have seen the four musketeers all lined up in their sleeping bags when Jack and Nora were with them at the campout last night. It's like having a time machine—when we went on the dad campout with Billy, my dad, and Charlie at the same age. Nora's eight, and with the boys all about six and a half, it's like Bells and Embry reincarnated themselves in their kids. Jake, too."

"And you," Leah needled her husband in the ribs.

"Ouch, woman!" He slapped at her hands and tried not to snort. "I'm nothing like Six."

"Your mother still calls you the demon spawn and swears you emerged on your birthday with cloven hooves and a forked tail."

"Tongue, too. Wanna see?" He flicked the air with the offending digit.

"I am somebody's mother," Leah gasped in mock outrage. "Are you propositioning me, Quil Ateara?"

He cocked his head. "Does that mean trying to get you naked?"

Leah laughed, "Keep dreaming," and flicked his nose, then bolted down the hall.

He growled, giving chase.

"Don't you get growly with me," she ordered, grasping the iron bars of their bed's footboard behind her back. "Use your words." Leah ran a hand from her belly, trailing it slowly up over the curve of her breast, outlining her new shape, and continued in a breathy voice. "I like the dirty talk. And the hands. Can't do that with paws." She let go of the bar and wrapped herself around him, hindering his progress as he struggled to get out of his shorts and into the bed.

"You say that, but half the time you pass out on me while I'm running my mouth and rubbing your back, like you downed a handful of sedatives."

"I do not!"

"Put up or shut up, Ateara," he purred, pushing her towards the mattress.

She scurried under the quilt, whipping off her borrowed T-shirt and sliding one bare, bronze arm from beneath the the covers to tease as she dropped it to the floor.

By the time he thumbed his cutoffs open and prepared to launch himself at the far side of the bed, soft snores rumbled from the spot the slender arm disappeared.

Out cold.

Bemused, he sighed heavily and slipped into bed. He knew the boys were only out for a while, anyway, not down for the count. When the girls arrived, chaos would reign again. Gathering his snoring mate close, his warm fingers wove through hers to support the gentle swell of his pups. He smiled, thinking about running herd on three little Sixes one day.

He needed all the sleep he could get.

E/N: IT'S SO FLUFFY! Can you tell I just DESPERATELY needed to write some fluff lately? Who else loves Leah/Quil?! :D

Want to read more flashfics from this AU? Let me know which pairing you want to see next in the comments and in case you missed it—there's a new addition to the end note on chapter two that lists all of the kids' approximate ages that have them and any the details I've already worked out.