Redsand Canyon then I heard your heart beating

Yes, we do, he agreed when she stated they should name the newborns. He had a couple names in mind, one in particular. He was eager to share it with her. She rested against him and he kissed and nuzzled her for a few moments, lost in thought. 

He was about to speak when he heard her soft snores. He chuckled quietly and kissed her again. He wasn't about to wake her up after all she had just done; she deserved as much rest as she wanted, and he would ensure that she got it. They could name the twins when she was more rested; there was plenty of time. 

He would keep her close as she slept, his gaze glued to the twins as they ate or slept. He was proud of his family, all his previous reservations about being a father momentarily forgotten; it was easy when his heart was so full of love. Eventually, sleep would steal him too, and this time it would be without nightmares.