Jay and Nya walked into Grand Sensei Dareth's Mojo Dojo, soaking wet. Dareth rushed up to them. "Hey! Jay! Nya! What do I owe the honor of seeing you two again?" He tossed them each a towel.

"Just in town and wanted to drop by to see our 'honorary brown ninja!'" Nya replied, drying her wet hair.

"But that storm was fierce!" Jay grumbled.

"Glad you're okay. How're you doin' Nya?" Dareth asked.

Nya patted her slightly rounded stomach. "I'm good, but the real question is, how is Hannah?"

Dareth's bright face was replaced by a frown. "She's in the hospital still. She won't let me see her. I'm gettin' worried." Then he brightened. "Hey, could you guys check up on her for me?"

"Anything for a friend!" Jay tossed Dareth his towels back. "We'll bring back the report!"

Dareth hugged them both, and they went to the hospital. Nya was the first in the room and nearly squealed in joy when she saw her best friend with two bundles in her arms. Hannah motioned for the young couple to come closer.

"Nya! Jay!" Hannah smiled. "So glad you're here!" She looked nervous. "Is Dareth with you?" They shook their heads and she breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm feeling too stressed for him to be pestering me with questions. No offense Dareth! But seriously, when he's nervous he keeps asking question upon question! And I like to talk a lot." She giggled and handed them each a baby. "Helene and Madeleine. Take after their father, don't they? Speaking of him, I think I'll at least call him."

Nya giggled as she watched Hannah grabbed her cell phone and speed dial Dareth. Nya cradled Madeleine gently. She couldn't wait until her own baby was born.

Jay looked at Helene. She was so tiny. He was excited for their own child. He glanced over at Hannah, whose brow was creased with worry. "Han?"

Hannah jumped at his voice, apparently in a world of her own. "What?"

"You look worried. Is everything alright?" Jay asked.

"Dareth was just talking on the phone while driving. Again. I'm worried that will be the end of him one day," Hannah admitted.

"I'm sure he'll be fine," Nya comforted. "He should be here soon. We'll wait with you until he shows up."

The three waited for hours, but no Dareth. Suddenly, the door opened and a policeman came in. "Ms. Camia?"

Hannah looked confused. "I'm sorry, but that's my maiden name. I'm married-"

"Your husband is dead."

The room went dead quiet. Hannah seemed to be having trouble processing this. "H-how?"

"Car accident. A drunk semi truck driver ran a red light and hit your husband just as he hung up his phone. The last call was traced to you and you were clarified to be his wife. I'm extremely sorry for your loss." The policeman's monotone voice made his apology sound fake.

Jay and Nya exchanged shocked glances and then looked at Hannah, who looked like a statue. "Han, I'm so sorry for-" Nya began.

"Just go. Please." Hannah snapped, taking the twins back. "Give me time to grieve."

Jay and Nya scampered out of the room, but not before shooting Hannah a worried look.

A/N: all you Dareth fans; PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! If everything goes as planned, *spoiler!* he'll live.

This is my first attempt at a fanfiction, I AM NOT PERFECT, please don't hold this story against me. Also, please no cursing or swearing or flames!

Genesis