Rory's POV

'AAAAARG!' I screamed as another contraction hit.

'Benny drive faster!' Ethan yells from beside me. Ethan, Carlos and I are in the backseat. Oh yeah, and I'M IN LABOR!

Contraction after contraction! This must be the closest to death I've ever been, and vampires aren't even fully alive. So that's saying something. My head is in Ethan's lap and feet on Carlos's. I'm clutching my stomach the best I can without hurting the babies.

'I'M DRIVING AS FAST AS I CAN!' Benny screams at Ethan who rolls his eyes. I was about to tell them to shut up when another contraction hit.

'BENNY IF YOU DON'T GET ME TO THE HOSPITAL I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!' I threaten once the contraction passes.

'WE'RE HERE! ETHAN TELL THE DOCTORS WE'RE HERE, CARLOS GET THE BAG!' Benny ordered before getting up and rushing to help me out of the car. I was trying to control my breathing as we walked into the building.

I'm not sure about happens after that exactly. The nurses are yelling about paper work, Benny is screaming for someone to see me, Ethan is trying to calm down Carlos, who is freaking out about all the new stuff he had never seen that was in our bag. Finally Logan shows up and gets me into a room.

I am undressed and put in a weird hospital gown that has a hole where my stomach is, then I'm told to lay on the table. Luckily this table could be lowered so I wouldn't need help getting on it.

'Looks like your boys are getting tired of waiting.'

I jerk up and see Logan coming in, he has on gloves and that weird ass mask.

It's too early, I'm only seven months. The babies cant be here yet!

'It's too early...are the babies OK? I ask between breaths.

'They are just fine, magic babies develop fast. It takes six months for them to develop, other two months are just housing months.' Logan explained.

'Where's Benny? I'm not having these babies without him.' I say once I'm sure my babies are ok.

Just then the father of my babies burst in, dressed the same as Logie. Benny looked at me and rushed to my side and kissed the top of my head.

'I'm right here Rory Bear.' Benny cooed as he held my hand, just then another contraction hits me, hard.

'OK, how for is he, ready for the c-section?' The nurse asked, a actual nurse, not Erica. Like I'm letting her have anything to do with the birth of my babies. Bitch please.

'His vitals say so, get him ready.' Logan orders.

Soon I'm drugged up and Logan is getting ready to cut me open. I'm scared shitless, I know I wont feel it, but what about my kids. What if I fucked up some how and Benny leaves me. What if my boys aren't healthy.

My thoughts are interrupted when Benny Squeezes my hand tighter, but not enough to hurt me.

'Everything will be fine, I promise.' Benny comforted.

'What if I messed them up?' I sob, squeezing his hand tightly as the tears run down my face. I look up and see that Logan is holding a knife, he's about to start the procedure. I lay my head back and look at Benny, and he looks at me.

'Benny, they're on the way. Our boys.' I breath out.

'Yeah I know, and they are gonna be beautiful. Just like you.' Benny says before kissing the back of my hand lovingly.

'I love you Benny.' I whisper.

'I love you too Rory.' Benny replies.

'OK, we are almost done...' Logan says, his voice trails off in concentration.

There is what felt like hours of total silence in the room before...

'WAAAHHH!'

I jerk up quickly and see Logan lifting up the baby. He's bloody, slimy, shriveled and the umbilical chord is on him, but he looks like an angel to me right now. I watch Logan hand my baby to the nurse after removing the chord. I squeeze Benny's hand tightly in anxiety as Logan reaches into me a second time, and wait for the baby to cry.

Silence once more. I squeeze tighter, and feel Benny doing the same.

The baby didn't cry.

'Oh God.' I say as my eyes water, realizing that my son was...oh my God no.

'No. No, no no!' Logan said shaking his head furiously. He looks around the room, as if looking for answers.

Logan gasps loudly before looking at my lifeless child, and smiling.

How could he smile? How could he, when he is holding my dead child?

My question is answered when Logan sinks his fangs into his own wrist, and bleeds into my child's mouth. I can see that Benny is about to get up and demand answers from the doctor, when I hear the most amazing sound.

WAAAAHHH!'

I let out a breath, so does Benny and Logan, who gives the second boy to another nurse, again, not Erica. My baby, just like the first, he was taken away to be cleaned up.

'OK, lets get you all stitched up Rory.' Logan says cheerfully. I guess he was just as happy as we were about the child.

'W-what just happened?' I ask.

'I was so focused on the spell master part of the babies, I forgot a vampire baby is dead before having blood.' Logan explained in a peppy tone while sewing me together, and throwing away the mask.

'So...he's OK?' Benny asked happily.

'He should be fine, we need to run test to see the health and abilities of each boy.' Logan answered.

'You mean if one is spell master and the other vampire, or if its mixed?' I ask once Logan is done stitching me.

'Exactly. Now Rory needs to rest. He lost a bit of blood during the delivery, and you need to sleep off the drugs.' Logan advised.

I was sleepy, but I wanted to stay awake and talk to Benny about our babies. But sleep was calling my name, so Benny would just have to wait. But there was something that could not be put off any more.

'Go on Benny, I only need a few hours. But Benny... I need you to do something.'

'After you gave me kids? I'll do anything.' Benny replies.

'Call my parents.' I say before falling into the dream world.