It was like the whole world came crashing down around us.

Lindsey had woken up and was told the news. I'm pretty sure China could hear her. Gerard was distraught as well, crying his eyes out as he tried to console Lindsey. That was a task that was proving n

The Doctor said something about their airways being blocked, causing them to suffocate. Somehow this didn't make the situation any better.

Aiden, Brendon and Paige were perfect, but that didn't matter. They would never get to grow up with their missing family. We never even got to know the twins but we already loved them and missed them more that was humanly possible. It hurt so much.

Bellatrix was stitched up and woken up, after being placed in the same room as Linds adding to the heartbreak and sadness. She rapidly join in on crying the Atlantic a sister. We hadn't noticed the Doctor that had walked in until he spoke.

"Would you like to see them?" He asked.

"Huh?" Lindsey sniffed, failing at an attempt to dry her eyes.

"Sometimes it helps the healing process if you see them," The Doctor explained.

"Um... okay then..." Lindsey answered nervously.

A wheelchair was brought in to take Lindsey to the NICU to see her babies that were struck down way before their prime.

Lindsey POV (the last bit was in Bert's POV for the record)

I was lifted carefully into the wheelchair and was taken down a few halls to the NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit). When I got there my heart broke even more. My little babies lay in separate incubators, all tubed up and not breathing. I broke down crying and Gerard, who had followed me to see them, was at my side instantly. They looked almost peaceful. Well, honestly, they looked like squiggles. There was no distinct features to ether of them. It was understandable though, considering they were 2 months premature and twins.

I smiled sadly to myself and wheeled over to them. I placed a hand gently on both of their lifeless chests and stroked them slowly. I cried again, thinking about what could have been.

I imagined them both, running around the back garden, laughing and playing.

I imagined them on prom night, all dressed up on the arms of their dates.

I imagined them on their wedding days, Her in a long, beautiful white dress, laughing and hugging her Groom, Him dancing lightly with his Bride.

I imagined them having their own kids, and being a grandma.

All of this would never happen though. Because they were gone.

Then, something happened. The one thing that I thought would never in a million years happen.

I felt soft, quick, labored breaths brush my hands lightly. I felt their chests rise and fall slowly and I almost jumped out of my skin.

"GERARD! DOCTOR! SOMEONE! PLEASE JUST GET IN HERE! NOW!" I screeched at anyone that could hear me.

"LINDSEY WHAT THE FUCK?!" Gerard shouted, rushing over to me to see what I was screaming about.

"They're breathing Gerard! They're breathing," I said lowering my voice. Gerard went over to them and checked for movement. He stared in complete shock for a moment then started shouting for a Doctor.

It was all a blur after that. Doctors started rushing around trying to stabilize the Twins and I was ushered out of the room along with Gee. We stared through the window as though our gaze would burn holes into the glass. We stayed like that for what seemed like days when in reality was apparently only a half hour.

Eventually we were allowed back in and according to the Doctors, they would be okay. Gerard wheeled me in and next to them both then went to sit in the seat next to me, with a baby on both sides. I was crying yet again, but this time they were happy tears. Our little Squiggles would be okay.

"Lindsey, we still need to name them," Gerard said, also with happy tears streaming down his cheeks.

"How about I name the boy and you can name the girl," I suggested, to which Gee nodded and began thinking. After about 10 minutes I had a name in my head and I think Gee did too.

"Sweetie, can we call her Ash?" Gee asked, looked down at out beautiful girl. Ya'know, she kind of looked like an 'Ash'.

"Sure Gee, whatever you want," I replied.

"Ash Leigh Charlotte Balleto," He thought out loud.

"Way," I said firmly.

"what?"

"Ash Leigh Charlotte Way," I replied.

"Sweetie you don't have to do that," He said, reassuring me that they could have my surname if I wanted.

"I know, but I want to."

"I love you Lindsey," Gerard stated.

"I love you too," I said. I thought over the name in my head for a few more minutes before coming to a decision.

"How about... Garret David Crash Way for our boy," I offered.

"I love it."

"I love the name Ash."

"And I love you."

Too soon we had to leave our Squiggle's sides and return to the still sobbing messes that are our family.

"Oh My God! what the hell took you so long?!" Jamia said loudly, jumping to her feet and hugging me tightly.

The overwhelming happiness was only heightened when the triplets were wheeled in. Bells and Bert decided to call them Aiden Nathen Jennifer, Brendon James Zaki and Paige Nimah Maverick Iero. Something was telling me Aiden was going to hate them later in life for that name.

YAY i'm too nice to you xD

RIP Mitch Lucker

~ xoBB