A/N: This is my story, and I will write it however I want to. And if you're going to say my story/chapter sucked, at least give a constructed response as to why, don't just say "No offense but this last chapter sucks."

Anyways here's the chapter you were all waiting for! And I am getting explained by my mom what it feels like... So blame here if something's wrong ;D

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I moaned in pain and tried turning around do I was on my side, but it didn't work out too well.

"Do you need anything?" Dimitri asked me. I snorted, what kind of a question was that?

"Yes," I snapped.

"What do you need?" he asked again.

"For you to fuck off."

He rolled his eyes and turned himself around. Lissa walked in and rushed to my side.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her.

"I came here to support both of you," she answered, a small smile on her lips.

I snorted again and the nurse came in with a Popsicle.

"Woopie!" I exclaimed. I took it away and put it to my lips.

"I'm hungry."

Everyone in the room looked at each other, worriedly.

"So, am I going to eat, or starve to death?" I snapped.

"Eat, of course!" Dimitri laughed, nervously.

"Better."

Adrian ran out of the room, to get my food.

I laid back down, deciding I should rest for a while. I rested my hands upon my stomach, drumming my fingers. I shut my eyes as another contraction hit me.

We'd been here for five hours now, and it had been a really painful,long, five hours.

I whined for the millionth time.

"Is he here yet with my food?" another contraction.

"No."

"What about now?" contraction.

"No."

"Now?"

"The answer is still no, Rose."

I got another contraction, while my mother closed here eyes, and shook her head.

"Now?" I asked.

"NO!" everybody yelled together.

I cringed and hid my face in the sheets.

"Fuck you all," I whispered, although, I'm pretty sure they heard.

Adrian burst into the room, panting.

And all together, almost rehearsed, we all chorused, "Finally!"

His eyes widened, "Sorry! I had to wait till they opened!"

"I don't care! Hand it over," I demanded. I started eating it, stuffing it down my mouth, when the doctor came in.

"Oh no, missy!" she took it away from me, before I could get another bite.

"Noooo!" I screamed, reaching for it, but my watermelon wouldn't let me.

"What do you want?" I complained.

"Check how far apart you are," she said simply.

My eyes widened and I closed my legs, nobody had checked me while awake.

And that wasn't guna change.

"Noooo."

"Yes."

"Hell no!" I yelled.

"Rose!" she yelled.

"Open your legs!

"Tha sounded wrong!"

"You think wrong!"

"Just open your legs!" we all turned to look at Dimitri who was breathing fast.

I raised and eyebrow, but said nothing.

I slowly opened my legs.

"Thank you."

I rolled my eyes and she peeked in, I felt her hand and cringed.

"Ewww!" I exclaimed, as another contraction hit me.

This one more painful than the last one.

I clenched my jaw.

"One more," was all she said and walked out.

(One hour later)

"Owww!"

"Owww me asshole!" I yelled. I squeezed Dimitri's hand harder, his knucles white from the pressure.

"Ahhhh!" I yelled.

"Push Rose! He's almost out!"

"Better be," I mumbled and pushed with all my strength.

Pain coursing through my whole body.

"I see his head!" she encouraged me.

My mother and father standing behind her, my mother crying, and my father trying not to look.

"AAAAAAAAARGHHHHHH! Fucker!" I yelled as I gave the last push, and the first twin came out.

"Boy!" she yelled, my mother applauding.

I groaned in pain.

"Push again Rose!" the doctor said.

"Easy for you to say bitch!"

"Shhh, Roza," Dimitri's hand ran through my hair, soothing me. He spoke in his native language, as I pushed with all my strength.

"Almost there, two more, two more," she soothed.

I cried out in pain.

"I can't!" I yelled. The pain was excruciating, I felt like my back was falling apart.

"Yes you can, try," Dimitri whispered in my ear.

"No, it hurts too much," I told him.

"One more Rose," the doctor said.

And I pushed with everything inside of me, "Another boy!"she exclaimed. I heard someone let out a breath, but I was in my own world. I heard the twins cry, Michael, and Andrew. God, that was a beautiful sound.

I leaned back, exhausted.

Finally... They were out!

My back, hips, were on fire.

I gasped in pain, black stars dancing in my vision. A beeping went off, and there was moving all around me.

"Stay with us Rose," the doctor's voice was urgent, pleading.

"Rose!" I started drifting off, giving into the darkness.

The pain was unbearable.

I gave into the darkness, the pain, knowing that my sons were okay.

And hoping I would wake up.