"Raven, come here." A voice called from behind fog and tombstones. In the cemetery again.

"I'm coming!" I called happily, running down the tombstones to the voice as if I was a child again.

"Raven, look at them." The voice said in awe.

I looked. One beautiful boy with pitch black hair and green eyes in a little red and white soccer uniform and a gorgeous little blonde girl in a black dress, her blue eyes sparkling with wonder. The girl held a rag doll in her arms as she sat on a soft red blanket on the cemetery grounds while the boy rolled a soccer ball with his fingers as he crawled toward it giggling like crazy.

If I lost them today, I wouldn't know what to do. I couldn't live on without my children and probably never would. If they die today, I hope I die too.

But what about Trevor? A small voice in my head called.

Yes. Trevor was happy with our children, the thought of all four of us in a family. I couldn't leave him either.

Now I need to wake up. Need to open my eyes.

"Raven!" Becky called, practically flinging herself onto me in a choking hug that could crush a wrestler's bones in one swipe.

"Okay, Becky, take it easy. She needs to recover." Matt said softly, prying my friend from my sore body.

"Raven, you're awake! I'm so happy you're okay." Trevor said, sitting by my bedside and bringing his hand up to cup my cheek, a loving look staring at me in the face.

No, I couldn't leave him even if I lost the babies. I loved him too much and we'd have to try harder, maybe move away from all the stress of Dullsville haters until the babies are born.

"How are the babies?" I asked in a rush, looking down at my round belly through my hospital gown.

Trevor's hand rubbed it in a soft circle. "They're going to be fine. The boy's been kicking you though. Every time the nurse came in to do more ultrasounds to make sure, he was kicking and you made a sour face. He's going to be the perfect soccer baby." He grinned proudly.

"And the girl is okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's okay too. She's been relaxing the past couple of hours you've slept, kicking every once in a while but not as hard as her brother."

I smiled softly. "If he makes her mad enough, I guarantee it'll be harder and at her brother."

Everyone laughed. Everyone but Sebastian. He sat in the corner, his usually bouncy and bright blonde hair sulking just as much as he was. I felt horrible about all of this. "Sebastian? Can you come here a minute?"

Sebastian started in surprise as he walked to me and sat next to Trevor who just couldn't stop smiling to save his life.

I grabbed Sebastian's hand and put it on my stomach as both babies decided to kick. "They're very healthy, Sebastian. And it wasn't your fault I ended up in here."

Sebastian's eyes lit up as the babies continued to kick but slowed down as they grew tired and finally settled.

"Raven, you have another visitor." A nurse called from the door as she let someone in.

Luna practically skipped in, her bright pink hair filled with glitter and her large tutu dress barely covering her rounded butt as her blue eyes sparkled with mischief and happiness all at once. She hugged me tight, straining her arms to not squeeze me in a vampire-crush-hug. Must be nice to have that kind of strength for such a small girl.

"Alexander told us all about the babies and 'that bastard Trevor who did it!'" Luna said matter-of-factly.

"Us?" I asked as Trevor's smiled seemed to darken into an angry grind of his teeth.

Jagger stepped in, his white hair bright against the blood-red tips and the black tee he wore with his black army pants and combat boots, chains hanging from his waist, his skeleton earring glinting in the bright hospital lights.

"We've come to take you and Trevor somewhere…special, actually." Jagger smirked, leaning over my bed in a rather sexy manner, however terrifying too.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Don't you still want that bite of your life?" Jagger whispered darkly.