"Thing is, I don't know if anyone besides my grandmother would be willing to hang around," Glory said. She sighed. "Why don't you sit outside with your brother?" He wouldn't be there next to her, but he would probably be more comfortable outside, away from all of the stress.

Léan scratched his head, nervously. "I would rather not leave you alone...I'm nervous..." He would be willing to, perhaps, if someone else was inside helping her.

There would have to be someone else helping her. She was certain that she wouldn't be able to deliver the twins on her own. She was terrified that something would go wrong. She wanted him there as support, but there would have to be someone there who knew what they were doing.

Léan was frowning slightly. He had no idea who in the area that Glory trusted knew anything at all about delivering children...he didn't want anything to go wrong--he was already terrified something would...

Glory was almost considering going to a hospital topside if she had to... It would be safer than trying to deliver on her own, and the bills wouldn't be too bad if she only stayed for a couple of days. Just long enough to get back on her feet and make sure the twins were healthy.

Léan would be afraid to accompany her to a hospital. In that case, he would really need someone to keep him calm...and doctors he wouldn't even allow to get anywhere near him...

Glory snuggled closer to him. She knew that if she ended up going to the hospital, he wouldn't follow, no matter what she said. She'd resigned herself to it.

Léan would try. He would need to be accompanied by someone who would forcibly keep him under control, though...perhaps someone dominating. Maybe her mother would fit the part, but he wasn't sure.

((I'm taking a short nap...I'll be back in a bit, once I feel a little better.))

Glory rested her head on his shoulder and tried not to think about it anymore. She needed to stay relaxed, and thinking about such things was anything but relaxing.

Léan closed his eyes, attempting to push all thoughts of it out of his head. He didn't particularly like talking about it...

Glory cuddled with him, closing her eyes. She was drifting off to sleep against him, though she didn't mind. She wanted the nap.

Léan managed to fall asleep before her. Once again, the stress slipped away from his features. Anyone could tell that the moment Glory felt she was going to go into labor, Léan was going to full-on panic...

Glory snuggled close to him as she napped. For the moment, she was relaxed and peaceful, although the twins could arrive at any time. For now, though, she would take the sleep she could get.

Léan would panic when that time came...it was probably going to be bad if he didn't have someone to cool him down. He brushed off his worry as he slept, and did not dream.

Glory slowly woke up from her nap, but didn't move from where she was snuggled in. She was comfortable, and her back wasn't being strained while she was laying down, so she really didn't want to get up yet. Obviously, the twins shared her sentiments, because they were both still and quiet for the moment.

Léan was still asleep, curled up into a tight ball. He seemed relaxed, like he was either having a good dream or not dreaming at all. He'd been really stressed lately...so this was good.

Glory let him sleep. She knew how stressed he'd been lately, so she would let him sleep as much as he liked. After a few minutes of just laying there, the twins started to kick her, so she reluctantly got up. Walking around for a little while would put them to sleep again.

Léan slept for about ten more minutes before he finally stirred, and opened his eyes slightly. He stretched himself out, sighing softly. "Mm...I needed that..."

Glory was out in the next room, walking around a bit. The twins slept on and off, and she couldn't get them to settle in at all. It made her a bit nervous, she wasn't sure if their being active would trigger labor.

Léan finally managed to get up, his desire to find something to nibble on overriding his laziness. He greeted her with a weary sort of wave before going to dig through the fridge.

Glory waved back and let him root around in the fridge. She wasn't hungry at the moment, so he was pretty much on his own. She'd left some of the tuna in there, though, rather than the freezer, so at least there was something he would recognize.

Léan nabbed a little bit of the tuna, and also fished out a water bottle from the fridge. He purred softly when he bit into the tuna--it was, after all, still his favorite fish.

Glory settled herself on the couch, a little anxious. Now it was just a waiting game, and she'd never been the most patient of people. With her luck, she would end up going into labor while Léan was off-shore for some reason...

Léan wanted to leave, possibly to see if Glory's mother would mind keeping him in a semi-calm state once she finally went into labor. At least she was immediate family...he didn't trust her, but then again--he didn't even trust Damon, his brother's mate...

Glory noticed how he kept glancing out the window at the water.

"You can go, you know," she said softly. "Nothing's stopping you."