A/N: Thank you for the reviews and the follows, it really means a lot. This was my first SQ fan fic and I actually just finished the New Year SQ fan fic so I will put it up later on today. I don't know if I like this chapter it didn't go the way I initially wanted but I still think it came out well. This is the end. However I will be using this as a premise of most of my future stories mainly because I started this weirdly. Please review and favorite if you like.

8 Months Later

"I'm so tired," Regina whispered, yawning and stretching out on the hospital platform, causing the sanitation paper under her to crinkle, "I just want to go back home and sleep…"

"Nonsense, silly ," Emma teased, leaning close to her. "You have known we had this day planned out. We also have to go pick out furniture for the nursery."

Regina whined, "but I am only nine weeks along"

The couple sat staring at each other, Emma with a silly crooked grin plastered on her face an Regina with a playful smirk. They gazed at each other for what seemed like hours.

"You're glowing…"

"Awww honey," Regina giggled, "You're so full of it. Look at my little pooch right here. I've put on so much weight in this month alone…"

Emma started to reply when the heavy door opened and their doctor walked in and closed the door.

"Okay, Regina," Dr. Whale said, his kind brown eyes dancing as he sat down on the stool next to the exam table, "I have your results here and so far everything looks good. No downs, no other chromosomal abnormalities."

Regina and Emma looked at each other and Emma squeezed her hand even tighter.

"However…"

Oh God, Regina thought, here we go again….

"We noticed one abnormality," Doctor Whale sighed. "You have really, really high hormonal levels."

"What does that mean?" Emma asked, leaning forward curiously.

"It could mean a myriad of things," Dr. Whale replied. "And I really feel like another ultrasound is what we need in order to pick up what I may suspect is going on. That's why we made this appointment, right?"

Regina nodded worriedly and took a deep breath as she lifted her shirt and prepared to go through a process that she had been through so many times before.

Cold slimy gel.

…ugly monochromatic monitor.

Regina stared at the weird and indecipherable images on the screen and squeezed Emma's hand even tighter as she braced herself for bad news.

"Let's see here…" Dr. Whale mumbled, "I need to get a…good look. Oh, right there."

The couple looked confused as they stared at the screen and what Dr. Whale was pointing at. It looked like two small dark holes filled with white."

"W-what is that?" Emma asked aloud.

"Looks like two," Dr. Whale informed them, "Or three…but I don't see a third…not yet anyway…but there's definitely two."

—-

Regina emerged from the restroom for the millionth time. She was a big nine months, waddling with every step she took.

"Someone had to use the restroom. Again" Emma smirked.

Brown eyes narrowed. "Yes well your children are fighting for space on my bladder."

Emma smile grew and she threw her arms around her wife's waist. Regina nuzzled her nose into the pale, tones neck. Regina was the first to pull away. Her caramel eyes tinted darker.

"What is it, Gina?"

"M-my water br-broke." Regina cringed as the first contraction rocked through her body. "Call Doctor Whale. Now."

Emma rushed off to call the doctor as Regina sat recovering from the first contraction. The next one came fifteen minutes later. Regina let out a loud scream this time. Henry raced down the stairs to see his mother clutching her stomach. Henry ran to her side.

"I'm alright, sweet heart"

She screamed as one more contraction pulled through her. Seven minutes. Emma was at her side at once.

"Hey. Whale said that when your contractions are five minutes apart we bed to head to the hospital. Kay?"

Regina nodded. She bit back tears. Emma helped the distressed brunette to the couch where she laid. Emma ran off to call Snow and told her to meet them at the hospital. Regina was going in labor.

Five minutes. Regina clutched Henry's hand as the pain soared. She didn't want to alarm Henry by screaming, so she bit her lip. She cod almost taste the blood pull from the open wound.

"Emma. Get Emma," she breathed.

Henry ran to the living room to get his other mother. The two ran back into the kitchen to see Regina trying to stand. Emma ordered Henry to grabbed the bag by the door and the family headed out. Knowing Regina would never get into the Bug, Emma grabbed the Mercedes' keys, trudged towards the car.

They sped off.

—-

Regina was in shuffled to a room as soon as the family stepped foot on the hospital. Emma was right beside her bed trying to soothe her. Nurses kept asking if she would like an epidural, but both women refused; they wanted to do this the natural way.

Regina's contractions had lost their rhythm, coming at different intervals. After four hours of waiting for the contractions it was time to push.

"Oh, fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-" a shrill cry exploded from the brunette's mouth. Tears of pain began to pour down her face.

Regina clutched the pale hand tight. She was struggling.

"Emma. I can't do this"

The blonde leaned over to place a soft kiss on the brunette's temple. "You always say that," she whispered. "I believe in you. I believe in us."

Regina locked eyes with her wife. She could do this. Two more strong pushes and their first child was out. Regina's head wanted to roll back but another pain rocked from her center. She pushed, waited, then pushed again.

"Regina," the doctor called. "One more push and your baby will be out. One, two, three…"

Regina pulled her chin to chest and pushed with all her might. A cry erupted seconds later. Their children were home. They did it. She did it.

Emma disappeared from Regina's side for a moment, going to the two small tables on the other side of the room. She cut the umbilical cords. She helped clean them off. The penetrating howls from the newborns died down into slow gurgles. The former mayor lay spent in the hospital bed, eyes drooping slightly, then finally closing.

Regina felt soft lips on her cheek. Her dark orbs slowly opened as Emma appeared at her side with two small babies, one in each of her arms. Each sported fair skin and dangerously dark brown locks. Both were resting peacefully. One was placed in Regina's slightly weak arms.

"I knew you could do it," Emma peered down.

Regina smiled up at her. She placed her eyes back down on the sleeping baby.

"Hello Acelynn," the brunette placed a tender kiss on her forehead.

"Welcome to the world, Maddilynn," Emma smiled into her daughters cheek.

"Happy birthday," the women said together