[Lovebite]

Eric still held the first born twin against his chest as he slept and he waddled back and forth in the kitchen, transition made him too nauseous to stay in any other place in the apartment. The smell just made him want to vomit,"Stubborn as a mule."He muttered, shaking his head and sighing as he shuffled around slowly,"You're brother is as stubborn as a mule."He repeated, looking down at Logan in his arms,"Though you may have had a feeling he was."He sighed and went to place the baby in a basket gently on the kitchen table,"Here."He sighed, then stood back up straight again, rubbing his belly that was still only twinging with contractions, sighing,"I think you can go now."He said,"Jacob's not coming right now."