Here's a little epilogue/extended ending for you guys. Hope you enjoy!

The apartment was complete chaos. Elsa and Xander were home from their first day in kindergarten, and Tooth was in one of her moods. When the doorbell rang, she chucked a mug at it. "Fuck off!"

A muffled voice called out from the other side of the door. "Umm...I have a delivery for a, uh...Snowflake?"

Jack came into the room with a groan. "Tooth, would it kill you to open the damn door? Some of us are actually busy with stuff." He gestured to the little girl clinging to his leg and the boy climbing up his back. The man picked up a pillow and chucked it at the woman's head before going to answer the door. "Sorry about that. You have a package for me?"

"Yeah, uh, just sign here." The delivery boy held out a clipboard, his other arm busy juggling a package and a large bunch of roses.

The Were signed the clipboard and carefully took the deliveries with a confused look. "And who did you say this is for?"

"Snowflake? I dunno, that's what the guy said."

"Th-thank you." Jack stood frozen in the doorway long after the delivery boy left.

"Papa? You okay?" The little, dark haired boy stared over his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah. How about you two go tell uncle North all about your day, and I'll make you a yummy celebration dessert later."

"Okay!" The two said in unison before jumping off of Jack and running off to North and Nightlight's room

Jack moved slowly, as if in a trance, to his room (Pitch's old room). He sat on the edge of the large bed and carefully opened the package. A small card fell out onto Jack's lap. For warmth. Inside the package was a photo album, full of pictures of him, his children, and the rest of their pack. The empty box fell from his hand with a gasp. Jack flipped through the album with tears welling in his eyes. He quickly snatched up the box again, searching for a return address.

"Jack, who was that?" Tooth stood in the doorway, her arms crossed over a faded Breaking Benjamin t-shirt. Jack wordlessly held out the little card and album to her, too in shock and confused to say anything. She looked at it and silently flipped through the pages. "The son of a bitch actually did it."

"What?" His head snapped up to look at her. "What do you know that you aren't telling me?"

"Only that somehow Pitch planned on dying, being burned to ash, and then somehow coming back to life."

"If he came back, why hasn't he come back to us? How is that even possible?"

"I dunno! It isn't! I told him he was crazy, but he wouldn't listen!" Tooth plopped down next to him. "He's gone, Jack. This is obviously some...weirdo or something."

"It's not some weirdo. Only three people know of my nickname. North, Sandy, and Koz."

"Well maybe they're playing a trick on you?"

"I don't know." His shoulders slumped, feeling deflated. "Can I have a moment alone please?"

"Sure. Just...don't get lost in this again."

"I-I won't." When she left, Jack curled up on the bed. He lie their bawling as he flipped through the album again.

"You know," Tooth whispered, sticking her head back in. "You could always call the post office and ask them where it came from."

"Thanks for the idea, Tooth." Tooth nodded, closing the door again.

It took about an hour, but Jack finally pulled himself together. There had been times years ago he'd lost himself to his despair for weeks at a time. He couldn't do that anymore. He knew Xander and Elsa were more perceptive than another five year olds. He had to be strong for his children if not for himself.

On the bedside table, Jack's phone dinged with a text message from an unknown number. Do you like it?

Jack furiously typed back. Who is this? If this is some joke, it's not funny.

Our children, our family, is not a joke.

My mate is dead. This is a sick joke.

I told you we would see each other again.

I'm going to block this number and report it. Whoever you are, you don't get to come in and toy with my and my family's emotions like this. His heart sped up.

I think it's time we meet. The club where we first met at 9 tonight. I'll answer all your questions then.

And if I don't show up?

Then I'll stay dead.

Jack didn't reply, instead letting himself flop back on the pillows with a sigh.

I swear to god, if this is some joke, I'm going to hunt this guy down and kill him. Jack angrily chugged another drink. He'd been sitting at the bar for an hour, the meeting time having passed half an hour ago.

"At least this time you won't spill a drink on me."

Jack swung around, nearly falling off his stool in shock. "This isn't possible."

"Correction: it shouldn't be possible. It fucking hurt." Pitch tied his long blonde hair back into a ponytail. "You try re-forming from a pile of ash."

"H-how?" He slowly stumbled forward, almost scared to touch him.

"How are the kids? I saw them at school. God, Elsa looks just like you. And Xander...spitting image of me, except for the eyes. He has your eyes."

"They're wonderful. They can be a handful at times, but the pack is there for us. It takes a village to raise a child." He shrugged.

Pitch smiled. "I've missed them." He reached out, cupping Jack's cheek. "I've missed you."

Jack leaned into the touch with a shuddering breath. "You're really here," he choked on the words.

"I've always been here. I promised you that I would always be with you." Pitch stepped closer. "I'm sorry. I had no choice."

"You could have told me!" His fists pounded against Pitch's chest even as he started to cry.

"I needed your pain to be real." Pitch let Jack beat him, his arms hanging limply at his sides. "I needed to die."

The pounding died down until Jack simply stood there, leaning his head against the man's chest as he sobbed. "And what about the last five years?"

"I've watched you, from the crowd or from across a room. I kept myself from you until I could be sure you were safe." He moved his hands up to stroke Jack's back and head. "I don't expect you to just take me back. I didn't intend to reveal myself. It's just...happy birthday, Snowflake."

"You bastard," Jack chuckled softly. "You'll never be able to top this birthday present. Not for eternity."

"I don't want to. I want the rest of your birthdays to be simple, normal, romantic things. Like breakfast in bed. Coming back from the dead is a one-time thing."

"Good. I don't think I could survive it again." Jack yanked the man down for a desperate kiss, lips meshing for the first time in years.

Pitch held him close and returned the kiss with the five years of longing he had pent up. "I want to come home."

"I'd love that." He cupped the man's face, taking in every detail as if for the first time. "Your children always wished they could meet their father."

"Jack, I must remain dead. Kozmotis, I mean. My name's Erik now."

"What if we moved where no one knows you? The pack won't spill your secret." His fingers combed through the long blonde hair with a frown.

"I don't think that's possible. Can't you accept me as I am now? I'm the same; just different hair and a different name."

"No, I don't want to accept you this way. I want the man I remember back. There has been peace between our people since you left. Not a fragile peace like before, but a real and lasting one. You were right about our children being the key to connecting the clans. None of them wish war anymore. Not now that they know such a union is possible and that war would damage both sides and tear this new breed to pieces. More vampires and Weres have found mates amongst each other now they aren't feuding, and the peace is only growing stronger. Nothing could change that now. Not even you coming back."

Pitch proudly smiled. "Very well." He backed up and bowed deeply. "Kozmotis Pitchner, at your service."

"Jack Frost at yours." Jack smiled fondly at him before holding his hand out for the man to take. "Let's go introduce your children to their father."

"Will they like me?"

"They'll love having another person they can climb all over and order around. The twins can be very...persuasive."

"Just like their Papa."

"Indeed. Speaking of...I'm going to skip the persuading this time and say you're changing your hair back to before. We both know I'd have won the argument anyway." Jack turned to the bar to order a last drink before they left.

"I figured. You always did like my black hair."

"I did indeed." He thanked the bartender when he was handed his glass of White Russian. Jack turned and dumped it down the front of his lover's shirt. "I'm also one who likes my petty revenge. That's for leaving me high and dry for five years." He smirked at Pitch, still holding the empty glass.

Pitch licked his lips. "And this is for being so damn cute those five years." He tugged Jack into his arms, kissing him deeply and passionately in the middle of the bar.

The other customers stared at the two in confusion. Most fights that started with a drink being spilled on someone didn't end so passionately. Jack and Pitch carried on like they were the only two in the club, not caring who watched.

Thirteen years later...

"Alright, so we have acceptances from Dartmouth, Yale, NYU, and Harvard. Damn, my children are so smart!" Pitch wiped an invisible tear from his eye. "They must get it from me."

"You say that like I'm not intelligent." Jack glared and pushed him out of the way as he took the letters from the man's hand. "So where were you guys leaning towards? And remember there is no limit to where. Your father's paying in full."

Xander laughed from where he was draped over the ottoman, blue eyes shining in mirth. "I was sort of leaning towards Dartmouth or Yale. There's lots of places around there I can go run as a wolf if I want to. Plus they have pretty good drama and history departments."

"As much as I don't want to leave everyone, I was thinking of accepting NYU. It'll be hard to be so far away, but I guess I'll have eternity to bug my big brother. A few years is nothing." She shoved the other teen out of his spot and took it with a grin, golden eyes like her father's staring down at him.

"We have the plane, so we could easily visit." Pitch watched his children with loving eyes. "Whatever you choose; only the best for my little pups."

"We aren't pups anymore, Dad," they both rolled their eyes at him in unison.

"You both will always be my pups, even when you're a thousand."

"Then what are our own pups going to be someday to you if we're still pups?" Elsa grinned cheekily at her father.

Jack shook his head. "I don't care that you know you'll live for eternity. For right now, you are too young to even be thinking about pups!"

"It was a joke," Xander drawled out before returning to the playbook he had been reading.

"Your pups will be absolutely spoiled, when you're old enough to have them." Pitch smiled and kissed Elsa's forehead. "No pups until you're at least out of college. Then we can think about it."

"We know the rules," Elsa chuckled.

"Besides, we're pretty sure we'll be waiting for a long time for pups anyway."

The teen girl nodded firmly. "We both agreed that we want what you guys have. So no pups until we find our soulmates. No matter how long that may take."

Pitch chuckled and looked over at his mate. "What we have? A love created in a few days and destined to last forever."

"It's worked out for us so far." Jack smiled fondly back at him. "I'd say that's a pretty good thing to hope for."

"Indeed." Pitch kissed his cheek. "I waited for my soulmate, and it was the best decision I ever made."

"But that doesn't mean actively go searching for them either." He turned back to their children. "It'll happen in its own time when you least expect it."

"They could one day spill a drink on you at a bar or reach for the same book or be sitting across the room from you. You won't know until you look up and suddenly there they are. The other half to your soul."

"We've heard the stories. You guys, uncle North and Nightlight, Uncle Sandy and Aunt Tooth. You all met differently." Xander smiled, looking up from his book.

"But you all share the same love. That's why we're waiting."

"The love can be different. The person may not seem like the right one. Maybe they're arrogant, rude, or temperamental, but don't doubt your hearts. They'll know."

"We won't," they chimed together.

"Alright, alright. Haven't you guys got studying to do?"

"Nope!" They grinned.

"But I do need to run my lines a few more times so I guess I'll go work on that," Xander said sarcastically before heading to his room.

Elsa followed close behind, grinning. "And I guess I'll finish up those early admission applications for specialized med students."

Jack crossed his arms with a tiny smile. "Smartasses."

"They remind me of someone. Oh, who was it again?" Pitch teased.

"Yourself?"

"For the sake of not getting smacked, I'll say yes."

"Wise choice."

"But I was talking about you," Pitch purred before quickly ducking out of the way. "Jack, put the frying pan down."

Jack threw it at him, knowing full well the vampire would be able to dodge or catch it. "You think you would have learned the first time not to piss off a pregnant Were."

"Now, I did apologize for getting you pregnant again, you know that. I didn't mean to." Pitch ducked as a pot was chucked at his head. "It's not my fault you're a wonderfully fertile mate." He froze when a knife embedded itself into the wall next to his face.

"I'm not upset you got me pregnant again. I'm upset that you apparently think it's so damn funny to piss me off when I'm pregnant!"

Pitch quickly swept behind Jack, gently biting the back of his neck in a display of dominance. "Forgive me, my darling. Calm yourself now." He moved his hands down Jack's front until they covered his swollen belly. "I'd hate to have to bend you over and calm you that way."

"Hate? Don't lie; you'd love it." Jack's fingers clenched the countertop, his body slowly starting to calm.

"I would." Pitch used his weight to press Jack against the counter. "Relax. I was only teasing you."

"Why do you enjoy teasing me so much? You know I hate my emotions being all out of whack already."

"You know why I love teasing you." Pitch licked Jack's neck and kissed under his ear. "You're the sanest one of us both. I apologize for teasing you."

"I accept your apology. But only if you make it up to me later."

"How may I make it up to you?"

"Back massage. This child is killing my back." Jack chuckled and leaned back against his lover.

Pitch smiled and shook his head. "Of course." He pulled Jack's shirt up and dug his fingers into the man's lower back. "You're bigger this time than when you were pregnant with Elsa and Xander. Maybe we're having triplets this time."

"Oh, god I hope not. It was hard enough to get around with only two of them." He let out a low groan as the pain eased from his back.

"Well, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it's one, really big pup." Pitch splayed his fingers over Jack's back, kneading and digging at the bunched muscles.

Jack's grip on the counter faltered with his breaths. "I'd be okay with that. Just one."

One of Pitch's hands covered Jack's, their fingers tangling together on the counter. "You have no idea how it makes me feel to see you large with my pups."

"I have somewhat of an idea. I can see in your mind, remember?"

"What can you see then? Tell me what's in my mind."

"Well, when you see me pregnant and our children it gives you that same sense of completion as I get. And when you think of me being pregnant it makes you think of how you got me so, and you get horny." Jack grinned at him

"Jack Frost, I demand you marry me. Right now."

"You mean, after all these years, we still haven't done that?" He teased.

"You still wear your engagement ring, but you keep refusing to become my husband. No more. Marry me, now."

"I keep refusing because maybe I'm still a little butthurt you didn't tell me about your plan all those years ago and intended to stay away forever." Jack stuck his tongue out.

"Not forever! Only a few years. And I came for you the moment I could. Even when I was away, I was courting you. Don't you remember the little gifts at your door or on the windshield of that damn truck?" Pitch flipped Jack around, his fingers tugging the collar of his shirt down enough so he could kiss and bite at Jack's collarbones. "I never stopped being with you even though I couldn't be beside you."

"Don't diss my truck! She lived a long and happy life before she died on me. Your damn fancy cars didn't even last through Tooth and the five years you were away." The wolf let his head fall back with a sigh.

"She always was a terrible driver. I watched you try to learn, and I was so proud of you. I watched you every day, watched our children, kept as close as I could without drawing attention." Pitch nuzzled under Jack's chin to kiss his throat. "You really will not marry me?"

"I will. Of course I will. You know me; I'm a sucker for my petty revenges. Making you wait was the most fitting revenge for making me wait."

"You have made me wait much longer than five years. I refuse to wait any longer." Pitch took Jack's hand and pulled him up, dragging him from the room. "Everyone up and out! We're going to the church!"

Xander and Elsa stuck their heads out of their rooms. "What?!"

Jack chuckled as his mate dragged him around. "Are you at least going to let me change? Shorts and a t-shirt aren't exactly wedding attire."

"You look fine. Xander, Elsa, get the pack together. Your Papa and I are getting married right now."

"Married?!" Elsa darted out excitedly. "Don't tell me you're getting married in that." She made a face.

"That's what I told him!" Jack laughed.

"Yes, he's getting married in that. Now move your butts, or you're getting left!"

After dashing back into his room, Xander came back out in a minute, straightening his bow tie. "Good thing I'm well-practiced in quick changes." He grinned. "I'll get Uncle North if you go get Aunt Tooth." The twins nodded before splitting up. They came back in a few minutes with the other four family members in tow.

North was laughing heartily. "I hear there is finally going to be a wedding!"

"I need to make an honest wolf out of him."

"But you are already married in the eyes of wolves, I thought." Nightlight gave a confused look.

"That's correct, but I want to make it official before human and supernatural alike."

Elsa gave a little curtsy with her skirt. She teased, "Does that make me the flower girl?"

"You're too old to be a flower girl!" Xander bumped her out of the way.

"You can be our flower girl, and Xander may be my best man, if he would like."

"It would be my honor, father." He gave a dramatic bow.

"You know, in all this time spent talking I totally could have changed into something else." Jack eyed his fiancé, who proceeded to ignore him.

Pitch pulled Jack from the apartment and nearly ran down the stairs toward the parking lot. "Everyone in the truck!"

Jack rolled his eyes, shouting behind him, "Feel free to drive your own cars! We aren't all going to fit in my truck."

"And if you're late, too bad!" Pitch helped Jack into the truck and hopped into the driver's side. "I am not waiting anymore. You are my husband, and, damn it, I'm going to make it official." He put the truck into gear and sped off down the road towards the church.

"Whatever you wish, my love." Jack sat in the passenger seat, reaching over to take the vampire's hand and bring it to his lips for a kiss.

"And then we can have a proper wedding night." Pitch held Jack's hand tightly and smiled. "You and our pups will have my name, by law."

"We already have your name, dear," he chuckled fondly.

"But not legally. In the eyes of the law, you're a Frost, and our children are bastards. I want to make you all a Pitchner, legally and binding. I want our pups to hold their heads up and say that their parents are married and happily so."

"In the eyes of the law? Since when have you cared about the law?" Jack opened the window with a laugh. "Admit it. You just want to be able to say I'm yours in every possible way."

"Damn straight. You're mine, and I want to be yours. Or are you no longer as possessive of me as you once were?"

"Oh, I haven't changed. I just enjoy watching you get all possessive for the both of us." He grinned. "It's hard to show it when I'm too exhausted by your rowdy children nowadays."

"I remember when hearing you growl 'mine' was enough."

"Maybe I'm just more comfortable in my stake on you. I know I have no competition."

"Maybe, maybe not. Maybe I'll dump you for someone younger."

"Younger?" He laughed sarcastically. "Any younger and the age difference would be appalling. You're not going anywhere. I won't let you."

"There is that cute siren who just moved in downstairs. He's young, fit, and hasn't had children yet."

"You're not. Going. Anywhere." Jack emphasized his point with a glare and nails digging into his lover's palm.

Pitch looked over at his hand in Jack's. "Why? What's stopping me? He's certainly flirtatious enough."

"You're doing it again…"

"I'll stop as soon as you do it."

"Do what?"

"Say that I'm yours, in that possessive growl I like."

"You mean state the obvious? Like this?" His voice dropped to a husky growl usually reserved for bedplay or when his anger pulled the wolf to the surface. "You're mine, Kozmotis Pitchner. And I won't let some siren boy take you away from me." As they pulled to a stop at a red light, he lunged across the space between them to leave a dark bite mark on his lover's neck.

Pitch gasped and squeezed the steering wheel so hard it almost bent. "Jack Frost, I adore you," he whispered breathlessly.

Jack's tongue soothed over the already darkening mark before buckling back up in his own seat with a smug smile. "I love you too."

Pitch licked his lips and brought Jack's hand to his mouth for a kiss. "By the way, that siren is one hundred and fifty-two years old and has different partners for every day of the week. I cannot stand infidelity."

"Good. More proof I have nothing to worry about it."

"The only thing you have to worry about is how long I'll give you before getting you pregnant again." He turned Jack's hand over to kiss the delicate wrist.

The wolf shivered at the sensitive touch. "Sounds like I don't have much to worry about."

"Nothing at all. I have no reason to stray from your bed, or your heart."

"Just the way I'd like to keep it." Jack pulled their hands over for a kiss of his own.

Pitch stepped on the gas as soon as the light turned green, speeding towards the church. "It goes both ways, you know. If I'm yours exclusively, then you're mine exclusively."

"With how often you've had me confined to bed the past thirteen years, do you seriously think I've even had the chance to look at other men?"

"Perhaps."

Blue eyes rolled. "The answer is no. I haven't the time, will, or desire to look at other men. Other than the time I accidentally walked in on Nightlight in the shower." Jack chuckled to himself, remembering the vampire's embarrassment.

"If he wasn't already mated, I'd kill him and fuck you next to the corpse as punishment."

"You're ridiculous. The poor guy was already mortified enough for punishment. You'd think after all these years around werewolves he'd at least not completely freak out at being caught nude. Besides, it was your fault. You got me pregnant and had the gall to lock the damn bathroom door while you showered. I went for the closest bathroom I could find."

"You had only just found out about the pregnancy, and you know how horny that makes you. I wanted to shower in peace."

"And thus it was your fault."

"I'm going to kill him and fuck you next to the corpse."

"You're an idiot. A jealous one but still an idiot."

"I'd stop, but you love it when I'm like that."

"I do. So long as you don't actually do what you threaten. I can't have one of my best friends trying to kill my mate because he killed his mate."

"I wouldn't dare make North angry. He can almost break my back, and that's just when he's hugging me."

"Exactly. Don't force his hand."

"Fine. Don't walk in on younger, cuter men naked in the shower. At least knock first."

"I was desperate!" He gave an exasperated sigh. "It was that or stand in the hall and pee my pants."

"Or you could pick the lock and not make me jealous." Pitch smiled over at his mate. "I'll make sure to keep the door open for you from now on."

"Thank you. See? That wasn't so hard was it?"

"It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I expect to be thoroughly rewarded later," Pitch teased.

"Well, since it's apparently our wedding night, I'm sure there will be much rewarding later on. And I'm quite looking forward to it myself."

"I'll let you be on top."

"Don't be ridiculous." Jack waved it off, his gaze shifting back to the window.

"I'll take good care of you, love. I promise I'll give you a wedding night you've never even dreamed of."

"I can't wait. Just remember I'm not exactly able to do a lot of things we usually do." A hand ran happily over his large stomach.

"I can adapt. Especially for our pups."

"Sounds to me like it'll be an amazing night."

"I hope so. I have high standards to live up to."

"You can blame yourself for that. You shouldn't make it so damn good every time if you don't want my expectations to be so high."

"Not my fault that my lover is insatiable and wants to be bedded at least three times daily. I have to keep it entertaining for you."

"Yes, it is your fault. Sex was addicting before I turned. You knew that being a vampire would increase those appetites, yet you turned me anyway. Thus it's your fault."

"I didn't turn you for the sex. I turned you so I could keep you for always. The sex is all your fault, adorable pup."

"Still your fault for being so damn sexy."

"I can't help how I look, or that you like it when I'm naked. Blame my ancestors."

"But you can help purposely walking around nude to distract m- fuck," he hissed, his face suddenly turning to a grimace.

"What's wrong? Is it the pups? Are you going into labor?"

Jack nodded quickly, his focus quickly turning back to the pain radiating from his stomach. "Pull over, pull over," he gasped.

"Fuck, can you mind call North or something?" Pitch quickly pulled over by the side of the road and unbuckled his seatbelt. He leaned over and put a soothing hand on Jack's belly and the back of his neck. "It's okay. Breathe. That's right, nice and slow."

Jack gave a pained laugh as he quickly flagged his friend down in the other car. "At this rate, we'll never get married."

"Promise me we'll get married as soon as the pups are born. If you do, I promise to at least wait a full century before getting you pregnant again."

"Deal." Jack reached to give Pitch's hand a quick shake.

The passenger door suddenly opened, and North was inspecting the pregnant man. "You have the worst timing, Jack. Worst possible timing."

"You think I don't know that?!"

"Yeah, we were going to have fantastic sex tonight," Pitch mumbled, rubbing Jack's back. "Shit, I'll actually get to see it this time."

"It's nothing pretty. Rather gory if the blood I had on me was any indication."

"There is still time to go back home. You don't want to do this out here."

"I don't want to move."

"I don't have any supplies out here, dumbass. That means claws, teeth, and no pain killers."

Jack's face paled even more than it already was. "H-home please."

North turned to snap at the twins, who'd chosen to ride with them. "You two take truck back now and get everything ready. Elsa, you've been reading up on what to do. Make your brother help." He turned back to the couple in the truck and unbuckled Jack's seatbelt. "You two come with me. Nightlight will drive, and we'll sit in back with Jack."

Pitch nodded. "Let me carry him. I want to be here for this. All of it."

"Good. I don't think Tooth would appreciate nearly having her hand broken again." Jack winced when his mate lifted him from the truck. Xander and Elsa hopped into the truck and sped back towards the penthouse. Nightlight was already buckled in and ready to drive by the time the others got in.

Pitch slid Jack into the backseat and hopped in beside him, holding him close. "I have you, Snowflake. You'll be alright."

Jack turned to glare at him even though he appreciated him being there. "If you can figure out how to come back from the dead, you can get a normal man pregnant. Next time you're going to do this, and I'll just watch."

"I'd like to see you try," Pitch purred lovingly.

"If it means I get out of this pain," he sucked in a breath as another wave of pain washed over him. "I'll fucking find a way."

"Two centuries, I promise." Pitch kissed Jack's cheek. "And I'll buy you a new truck, at least ten years old. You love old trucks." Jack didn't have a chance to nod before his face screwed up in pain again. His grip on the vampire's hand tightened, and Pitch let him squeeze his hand as tight as he wanted. "It's okay, love. We'll be home soon."

The car hadn't even come to a complete stop before North was hopping out. "Bring him up quickly." Pitch lifted Jack into his arms and quickly carried him up to their apartment. North was waiting in the spare bedroom, him and Elsa geared up with everything they'd need. "Set him on the bed. Do you want to be awake this time, Jack?"

Jack nodded slightly. "I want to try to this time."

"I'll be with him this time."

"Then I'll just numb the incision area, okay? Hold still." North took the syringe Elsa handed him and, after double checking it was correct, started injecting.

Pitch held his mate close and kissed his cheek. "You're alright. I'm here."

Jack let out a sigh of relief as the injection did its work. It was far from painless, but at least now he didn't feel like it would better to shred his own stomach to free his pups. He let Elsa ease him onto his back and didn't complain as his shirt was removed. Xander ushered the rest of the family out the door, leaving just North, Elsa, Pitch and Jack.

"North...be careful with him. I know you've done this before, but I wasn't here to fret."

"He will be fine." The big man carefully made the first incision. Jack's head fell back on the bed with a groan, his hand tightening its grip on Pitch.

You're alright, my love. I'm here. You're not alone in this.

As he grew more used to the pain, Jack wondered at the other feelings going on. His stomach felt impossible tight, then there was a vague pinching, and now things were being moved around inside of him. It was all too odd for his brain to handle and he was almost glad another pain hit him to wash away his confusion.

When he finally stopped clenching his eyes, Jack noticed Elsa cleaning a little bundle in her arms. "My baby sister is just the cutest little pup," she cooed at the baby.

She's so beautiful, Jack. You've given me another beautiful daughter.

"Elsa, focus! We aren't done yet." North snapped at her.

"Sorry, uncle. Here. Hold her, Daddy." She carefully set the bundle in Pitch's arms before grabbing another towel and returning to North.

Pitch held their newest pup to Jack's face so he could see his new daughter as North worked. "Say hello to your papa." Jack gently stroked the soft white fur on her snout with a smile. He gasped softly when he felt something new tugging inside him.

"You have twins again!" The big man chuckled heartily. "It will be much harder to tell apart this time." Elsa took the second white pup with a giggle.

"Is it a girl or a boy?"

"Girl. Poor Xander's the odd man out." Elsa set the second pup into Jack's waiting arms.

"Two girls," Pitch whispered, snuggling beside Jack. "They're so beautiful, my love."

Jack smiled tiredly, only vaguely aware from the pulling sensation that North was stitching him back up. "What should we name them this time?"

"Hmm...how about Maraclea and Azelya?"

"Where in the world did you come up with those?" He sniggered.

"If you don't like them, you come up with something."

"I wasn't saying I didn't like them. They're just not names I've heard before."

"Maraclea was a young woman loved by a Knight Templar, and Azelya is a derivative of the flower."

"What if the other kids can't say their names?"

"Well, they could be Mara and Leia for short."

Jack gave an approving nod. "I like them." He looked down to see Elsa watching North work in fascination. "Is it safe to shift, North?"

The big man gave an affirming nod. "I did a special stitch so it shouldn't be affected by your shifting. But keep it to a minimum!" He and Elsa started cleaning up the area and gathering supplies.

Pitch took the other pup from Jack's arms, leaving him free to shift. He then nestled the two whining pups against Jack's side, their small bodies almost disappearing against Jack's white fur. Their small black noses were the only things keeping them from being perfectly camouflaged. What was your mother's name?

Lily. Well, Lillian was her full name. Jack's tongue went to work on the pups, cleaning off any of the extra gunk that might still be on them.

Maraclea Lily Pitchner and Azelya Selene Pitchner. Our two daughters.

Our family just keeps growing.

I did promise to give you time. Two centuries, as I recall, before our next set of twins.

Good thing too. That hurts just as bad as that burning arrow I got stuck with. At least the outcome is much more pleasurable here.

You like carrying them. You just don't like the labor part.

Of course not. I was sorely tempted to have North knock me out again like last time. Jack's cleaning slowed as exhaustion finally started to creep on him.

Why didn't you?

I wanted to be a part of it for the first time too.

I guess last time didn't really give us much time to enjoy it. Pitch laid down beside Jack, his hand lifting the pups to snuggle between them.

From now on we will have all the time. We won't miss a moment. He shifted a little so his larger form curled around his family. The only thing that could have made him happier walked in the door at that moment. Xander and Elsa cuddled up to their parents too.

Pitch shifted, giving their older children space to cuddle up between them and beside their new sisters. You have made me so happy, Jack. I never imagined a spilled drink could lead to such joy.

Best clutz….moment… Jack's nose twitched, sleep finally overtaking him.

I love you, my darling. Pitch smiled and let his own eyes close, his body melting into the warm mass of their perfect family.

Hope you guys enjoyed the story. It was tons of fun for us writing Jack and Pitch like this. One last thank you to the lovely Ionahi on tumblr for the cover artwork! I'll be posting our next story soon after I've had time to edit. That one is also fully written so no need to worry ;)

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