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We’ll make it work || 1.1

Despite doctors Claire remained on her feet constantly, their was no such thing as bed rest to her especially with guest over even if that guest was a family member or two. Never has she found it awkward when the two fought simple because pregnant or not, it was something the couple did often. Here they where, at it again because of Claire who simple wouldn’t listen to anyone's orders but her own. “You are suppose to be on bed rest, Claire.” Noctis said went through more bags of gifts the rose haired goddess refused to go through, why? She never had a good reason other then that they already had to much stuff. “Don’t Claire me, I still have things to do before being sleep deprived.” She uttered from a room over, it was like Noctis had eyes every where. Some how the man knew she wasn’t sitting still.

TIfa only laughed at the two, all her time would be spent here if not in her own home. She found it amusing how the two where so in love yet they seemed to fight more then anyone she knew. They worked rather strangely, it was amusing and cute. “You think being a doctor she’d listen to her own doctor” Noctis said in a light whisper to his sister only to receive a “I heard that!” from the other room, he just slid in his chair opening a gift bag. It held a little yellow onesie with frogs on it and a blanket to match. Noctis just smiled as he folded it. Finding a little shirt that read ‘My uncle Prompto is the best’ he rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Leave her alone she’s not hurting anyone, at least she’s home wondering around” Tifa said reaching over to take the shirt that was a gift from Prompto “I should have gotten a my auntie is the greatest shirt” The heir continued to go through some gift bags, giving his sister a glance as she talked about a gift “I wouldn’t let her wear it, I’m teaching my child not to lie.”

Tifa playfully threw the shirt back at her little brother in a way to tell him to shut up. She knew he loved her and it was all just a joke. Before she had a chance to respond to her little brother there was a crash, a sound of breaking glass filled the home, echoing against the hard wood floor only to have her word follow “Fuck.” The future king didn’t bother to get up, he wasn’t a person to panic especially after many false alarms with Claire of injuring herself or going into a false labor. “You alright?” He yelled out motion for his sister to sit down, she had shot up the moment the glass hit the floor worried for her dear friend. Claire walked out of the bedroom, her breath heavy. Digits rubbed her stomach several times over “Not at all” Simultaneously, both Caelums shot up doing everything as if it where a routine. Tifa grabbed the diaper bag and Noctis took the keys helping Claire out the door.

It took no time at all to get to the hospital, there was a reason Claire lived so close and it wasn’t because she was pregnant simple because she worked their. Several hours passed, of being in pain, yelling at the man and pacing to ease the pain. Twelve hours of labor and constant monitoring went by until at six thirty three am the couple’s first child was born. A girl, just as Noctis had said multiple times during the pregnancy. Procella Elena Caelum, the next hair to the Caelum dynasty, weighing at five pounds twelve ounces and eighteen inches with beautiful blue hair and at the moment blue eyes, only to darken with age. Noctis sat at the side of his wife as she slept exhausted from the long day, holding the itty bitty baby in his arms, eyes had not come off of the sleeping child, even when his sister had walked in.

“So, do I have a niece or a nephew?” She asked creeping into the room to sit beside her younger brother. He couldn’t snap out of it, he was so in awe by his little bundle of joy he almost didn’t answer her. “Tifa meet your niece, Procella.” he smiled carefully handing her over to her aunt, Noctis hadn’t wanted to let go at first. He had wished time stood still and he could stay starring at her for the rest of his life. Luckily for him a photographer had snapped several pictures during the whole process even after when he and Claire first sat there admiring their daughter. “Hey there little Ella” Tifa said already giving her niece a nickname coming from her first name. Elena wiggled in the blankets from the name almost in a fuss but her sour face turned into a smile in her sleep. The new aunt could only smile at how adorable she was, it seemed like a dream and she understood why her brother sat for such a long time in awe.

After the time alone and much needed rest, the couple took their daughter home inviting their close family and friends to come see the new born. The rosette rested on the couch and conversed with the people who where invited over as they seemed to pass around little Procella who after one day has been called so many different names, from Ella to princess even El or more commonly just Elena. While everyone wanted to hold her it seemed that every time she cried she was handed right over to her mother without hesitation. It made her laugh but she knew exactly what to do and the moment the child was asleep someone else would steal her away. Noctis watched them all like a hawke, “Careful” he was utter to anyone every now and again. Light found it incredible adorable and over protective of him to already be so attached to the child, even her sister was getting all giggle about the little girl. It was defiantly a family moment to remember.

“They are being careful” Claire replied massaging the mans shoulder in attempt to calm the nerves he clearly had as everyone but him held his little girl. The brunette laughed at her brother so on edge during the little get together. After hours of conversing and awing the new born one by one someone went home and the couple was finally left alone to admire their child and get much needed sleep before having to deal with the troubles of a new born crying at every two hour of the night. Tifa was the only one who stayed over, promising to help in the rotation of their first night with the Caelum heir. While the first night was rough and the nights before only seemed to get worse eventually it became a routine they got use to.

Several long weeks of chaos soon became a routine, having a new born became their normal. Visiting the castle the man once called home wasn’t something he normally did especially now with his daughter and exhausted wife yet it couldn’t be helped. Receiving a message of urgency it became a detour in their trip from the hospital for a one month check up to home. Claire set down the car seat with Elena it as they entered the lobby leading to his office. “I should only be a minute” Noctis smiled watching his wife get comfortable in a chair while she gently rocked the car seat, giving him a nod to acknowledge his words she returned to caring for the child. A loud thud was heard several minutes later with a crash. The door burst open, Niflheim soldiers fell threw it, one after the other and a few alive only to be attacked by the crystal guarder, Noctis. “Fuck” a flesh wound on his arm bleed sliding down his arm. “Claire” he uttered turning his attention towards her, the instant her name was uttered she flinched dodging an attack from behind. It was a trap and the amount of blood coming from the wound in the prince already said this would not be a good out come.

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We’ll make it work || 1.0

Feet up on the ottoman, digits brushed over an extended pregnant belly. Leaning comfortable against the cushions of the couch, crystals kept shut as a hum fell from behind porcelain tiers. A Tap against her stomach caused a chain reaction of kicks, one for each tap. Removing her palm from where it laid, it gave better access for the man resting his head on the rosette’s lap. A single Extremity continued to tap on the belly where the child was growing. “She likes me” the utterance was finally heard in the silence. A brow rose from the woman as emerald tinted ceruleans gave the heir a glance. “We already discussed this. She is a he.” Her utterance was short and soft, his slight chuckle followed her words. The amount of time they had argued about the sex of their child during these last eight months trumped over any agreement they’ve had during the last six years of being together.

“What ever you say” he finally spoke up. Finally rising from where he lay on his wife’s lap, he pressed a soft kiss to her belly and then her lips. “I’ll be back” the raven haired prince whispered against her lips as he moved from the living area to the kitchen. Claire didn’t move, simple because by this stage of her pregnancy it was much to hard to try to shift positions so she moved as little as possible. “What are you doing?” She called out stroking her belly with a single digit, it was like a game now. Always calling out to ask what he was doing, simple because it bored her to sit in one place. Being use to being on her feet all the time, this was irritating and Noctis knew this causing him to go along with her always asking. “Getting a snack” he uttered, the dishes clanking in the opposite room where he had been. He hit two spoons against each other while he thought of something to add to his little snack he had put together. “What kind?” She asked already bored within the second, he immediately responded with a “You’re favorite.”

“Pickles and gravy!” she chirped excitedly, only to be shot down nearly the second it was said. Noctis found that to be the most disgusting craving she had, and she had quite a few. It was the only one he didn’t share with her, the other ones weren’t nasty at all, like bacon and ice cream or Hot Cheetos and nacho cheese but pickles and gravy are where he drew the line. “No” he said returning to the living room with a bowl in his hand. Placing it on her belly where she often placed her bowls of food he continued “Ice cream.” she gave him a smile, taking a scoop of ice cream. Ever since she had gotten pregnant Noctis had been the best sport even if they had fights every few seconds because of raging hormones it caused. Several bites where taken alone, nearly emptying the bowl of cold cream. “Wow, some one sure eats a lot, can’t even save a single bit for me” the man said, of course jokingly but with hormones as wild as Claire’s it wasn’t much of a joke to her, consider more like an insult to her.

“Are you calling me fat?!” She snap in a second throwing a pillow at her husband. He huffed shaking his head in disagreement only to find a few other items being thrown at him. “No I swear!” he yelled out dodging what items he could. As the argument went on back and forth the front door squeaked open. Peeking through a brow rose concerned with what was happening just as the woman walked through. “Did I come at a bad time?” she asked as one uttered no, the one being the woman’s younger brother who still hid behind the couch as the rosette attempted to pick up the items she had thrown at the man who irritated her at the very moment. Claire angrily huffed “yes” before continuing with “Will you tell your brother I am not being over dramatic, Tifa.” The elder heir didn’t even have to know what was going on to side with her best friend over her younger brother especially during this time.

“How many times do I have to tell you Noctis, hormones are wild during a pregnancy and it is defiantly the wrong time to argue with her.” The young Caelum’s brows narrowed at his sister, why had she always taken Claire’s side? Blood before anything right? Perhaps that was just his way of thinking because she was defiantly not thinking the same way. “But” he said but was instantly returned a reply from his sister with a “But nothing!” he said nothing after, she was older so he knew he would never win even if he had a good reason. Two against one, now he was kind of hoping he was having a boy that way it would be even when it was just them.

The princess stepped fully into the house picking up a couch cushion Claire had thrown early, as she placed it on the couch she took a seat. The elder enjoyed coming over to her little brother’s house, it was completely different then being in the home they grew up in together. Small and modern, like any other regular family’s home. Of course she knew her best friend, not liking being in the light her brother was in constantly. Having a home for just them made everything normal and it was the love Noctis had for Claire that allowed him to adjust to this kind of living, something Tifa admired about their relationship. “How is everything going? The prepping for the baby I mean. Oh have you decided on a name?” She asked a little curious, she knew Light hadn’t wanted to find out the sex of their first born but they had to a least have picked out some names, it was two weeks until the due date after all! “Everything is fine, just finished the nursery.” Claire uttered trying to pick the spoon she threw off the ground. It being rather difficult for her to even attempt to.

No one helped simple because they’d be snapped at for it. Everything had to be done herself with no help no matter how hard it was in this state. “Regis, if its a boy” Noctis uttered trying his best not to help his struggling wife but anyone could tell he was on the verge of breaking and going over there to pick it up. “Aevum Regis to be exact” Light responded, she still struggled causing Tifa to shoot from her seat and pick up the spoon and give it to Light. Hearing the child’s name gave her this tug of emotions remembering her father, how she hadn’t got the chance to tell him things, how she missed him more than she had thought. “I like that, if it’s a girl?” Talking about the baby caused a distraction to the rosette who so badly wanted to yell at her for helping even though she hadn’t needed it.

“Procella or Elena” Noctis chuckled watching his wife pout from the help. It was the first time she hadn’t snapped, causing him to wonder if he’d be snapped at if it was he who helped instead of Tifa. “Or Procella Elena as a first and middle name” Procella had been the name of Noctis’ mother so when she died when the two royals where young they had never really gotten a chance to get to know who the woman was it was not a question when it was a suggested name. Tifa smiled enjoying the names they had picked out, she just knew the two knew what they where doing despite both being first time parents. Her niece or nephew would be well taken care of, she knew if it where her she’d have help with the castle staff. “Well I like them both.”