Celeste shrugged. "We could ask Odessa and Xander to stay?" She thought out loud.

Sage raised his eyebrows. "At the hospital," he asked. Then he sighed. "I don't see many other options," he admitted, running his hands through his hair. "We all need to stay together."

Celeste nodded, "I'll call her," she replied, calling Odessa. She explained everything over the phone, and Odessa was there 45 minutes later.

Sage nodded, sinking into the chair with a defeated sigh. "Yeah," he noted, offering Odessa a tired smile when she got there.

Finally, the nurse brought back her son. Celeste sat up, reaching out for him. She baby squeaked with a grin, reaching out to his mother. Celeste held her son close, kissing his head.

Sage felt his ears perk up and his head shot up as he heard the nurses footsteps enter their hallway. He'd had a million false alarms, and she'd gone into different rooms, but tired as he was he always alerted to it. Finally, she'd come in with their son, and he let out a sigh of relief as he reached for his mother. If he responded like that, he had to be ok.

Celeste clutched onto her son close, so thankful he was okay. "We still hafta pick names," she smiled up at Sage, making light of the moment.

Sage grunted softly in agreement. "Five of them," he noted with a tired laugh. That was a lot of names to pick. He loved it, of course, but that was a lot of kids.

"Three girls and two boys," she smiled.

Sage chuckled softly and nodded, watching them all sleep. They were all a nice mix of the two of them, except one boy who was a pretty good copy of Celeste and a girl who looked a lot like sage.