Ryan was pacing all around the waiting room for the past 30 minutes. A person that was walking along the beach had seen the car get pushed off the pier and called 911. Natalia was rescued by divers, and sent to the ER, her condition critical. Along with her, Horatio was also sent to the ER, his condition also critical since he had lost a lot of blood after he was shot in the gut.

The doctors had told Ryan, Maxine, Travers, and Walter that Natalia was supposed to be out of surgery about 2 hours ago, but no nurse or doctor had appeared in the waiting room for the past 4 hours.

"I just can't understand it. What can so suddenly happen to Natalia that she has to undergo another 2 hours of surgery?" Walter said, as Ryan made another lap around the hallway.

"Broken bones, she could've broken a rib and it penetrated a lung, deflating it, a lot of things could've gone wrong." Ryan said, coming to a halt, staring at the wall.

"You should sit down, Ryan." Maxine said.

Ryan muttered something and continued pacing about. "I mean, she was just in the hospital 2 months ago, and now she's back in, her condition critical."

"Uhm, Dave just texted me, Horatio's stable." Maxine said, showing her cell as some proof. No one even bothered to read the text. Maxine shrugged, slipping the phone into her purse. "Ryan, she'll be fine."

"She was supposed to be out of surgery TWO DAMN HOURS AGO!" Ryan barked so loud, the bench under Maxine vibrated. "If she's going to be okay, they would've told us, damnit!" Ryan snapped.

"Okkaaayyy then." Maxine said, crossing her arms across her chest. The next fifteen minutes were spent in total silence during which Ryan actually sat down. Then the doctor came out of the surgery. Ryan was the first to get onto his feet.

"Well, she's stable, but we had to run a lot of tests, we exactly sure if the results were correct because, um, it was something that we wouldn't see possible with the trauma her body has sustained." The doctor said. Ryan's mind was whirring so loud in his mind, that he was almost positive that the whirring was heard from the outside.

"You wouldn't see what possible?" Ryan asked, the gears now whirring so fast that he felt that steam was coming out of his ears. "Is she okay?" Ryan wanted to grab the strawberry blonde doctor by the shoulders and shake her.

"Yes, she's fine." A small smirk spread across the doctor's face. "Actually, they're all fine." The doctor said.

Screws were flying this way and that way. At least that was what Ryan thought was going on in his head. His pulse sped up, and he felt like he was doused with a bucket of cold water.

"They're all fine? You're not saying that she's-?" Ryan couldn't finish the sentence. How the hell was that sentence even possible?

"Pregnant?" The doctor asked. Ryan barely nodded. "Yes."

Maxine's cell phone clattered to the floor and everything went quiet. Ryan couldn't figure out if he was in shock or if he had just had a stroke from the news, because he couldn't feel any part of his body or breath.

"Twins." She smiled before leaving. Ryan's hazel eyes were nearly square and he felt like a heat wave was rising up his neck.

"Wolfe!" Walter exclaimed, staring at Ryan.

"Well damn!" Ryan laughed, and all of them stared at Ryan like he was an alien. 30 minutes ago he was angry, and now he was laughing.

Maxine raised her eyebrows at Ryan, almost questioning what he was going to say next. Because if it was something remotely close to explaining how this situation came about, but Ryan knew better than to answer her.

"I will see you all later. I need to go see Natalia, and then I'll go see Horatio." Ryan said, and with a smile brighter than the headlights of a Hummer, hurried out of sight.

"CONGRATS, RYAN!" Maxine called after him, before picking up her phone.

"Hey." Ryan said, as he entered the room that Natalia was in, closing the door behind him, and closing the blinds as well. He had experienced too much of "Maxine the Spy" to allow her to watch him and Natalia.

"I'm okay, magically." Natalia smiled.

"I was so afraid you weren't going to get through it." Ryan sighed, hugging Natalia, kissing her softly. Then he pulled back, gigantic smile still on his face. "You could've told me though, Nat." Ryan said.

"Hmm?" Natalia asked, although she knew almost exactly what Ryan was talking about. Sweat prickled at the back of her neck, and her leg started shaking slightly. Then she decided to no longer bother with the lie that she was carrying around for the past week. "You know?" Natalia asked in such a low whisper that Ryan didn't even think that he had heard it.

"That you're pregnant with twins? Yes." Ryan grinned, tucking a lock of hair behind Natalia's ear, tracing a finger over her jaw line. Natalia returned that smile eagerly.

"I'm glad that you're not mad, Ry." Natalia said.

"Oh Talia, I love you. And that's a fact, not a lie, so why would I be mad if you told me that you were pregnant?" Ryan asked, intertwining his fingers with hers. Natalia shrugged. "When'd you find out?" He asked.

"'Bout a week ago." Natalia said. "I- um, who else knows?" Natalia asked.

"Probably the whole world by now." Ryan said, and Natalia laughed, resting her head back on the pillow. "I love you."

"I love you too, Ryan. Or should I say, Dad?" Natalia asked, and now it was Ryan's turn to laugh.

"Get some sleep beautiful." Ryan swooped down to kiss Natalia again.

Here are a few important rules.

a) When your muse is locked in a suitcase during a fic, let it out after you finish the fic!

b) Even if your muse is dead you can still write.

This chapter(and the next one*) are complimentary gifts from Forensic Kitteh Fanfics United. Thank you, thank you very much, my minions.

*YES THERE IS ANOTHER CHAPTER. I also have a post finale one-maybe-two-shot so be ready for that. (:

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P.S. and maybe one more fic for 9.18. :P