A/N: Okay so this is the last chapter!! I hope you all enjoy it and the short Epilogue that will follow!!

Edward's POV

The boys were sleeping peacefully as I rocked slowly in the rocking chair provided by the hospital. My thoughts were running wild, the boys were only hours old and I already felt like a complete failure. My mother and Renee were nearly hysterical in the waiting room because I refused to have visitors. I knew deep down that I needed to let them in to see their grandchildren, but I just couldn't do it without Bella. She was my life line, and she was blissfully unaware at the moment as she slept through the exhaustion that labor had caused.

The boys looked so peaceful as they lay there, despite the numerous tubes and monitors that were hooked to their little bodies. I closed my eyes and leaned forward placing my elbows on my knees as I ran my fingers through my hair.

I can do this, I thought. I took a deep breath and continued with my silent pep talk before finally speaking aloud. "We can do this."

I took a deep breath once more before making my way to the doors of the NICU, which would lead me to my parents.

When I walked through the doors into the waiting room they were all there. I don't know why I expected anything differently, but I was nearly brought to tears again as I realized that everyone had stayed. Despite the late hour, or early hour as it had recently turned into our entire family was still waiting. In the extremely uncomfortable chairs of the waiting room, they were waiting to see our little miracles.

My father was the first one to notice my arrival and stood, quickly making his way to my side.

"Well?" he asked softly. He knew as well as I did what the odds were, but thankfully in this case the odds were in our favor. My first born son had been without oxygen for less than a minute after he was born. They were able to get his heart restarted and pumping oxygen through his body quickly enough, and in most cases similar to this the out come was a favorable one. That didn't help me though, it still broke my heart.

"They are doing well, they are in the NICU and they will more than likely have an extended stay but we have every reason to believe they are going to be fine." My voice had grown hoarse during the past few hours from my silence, and it didn't help that I barely spoke above a whisper.

"Oh thank God," said my mother as she pulled me into a hug. I felt the tears threatening to spill once again as my mother clung to me. She had been so good me my entire life, how was I going to live up to that? How was I going to be there for my children like my parents had been there for my brother and myself? Would I be able to be that kind of father? Would I make my parents proud, or would I be the kind of father that was a workaholic and eventually ended up with children that hated him?

"May we see them?" asked Renee, as she took her place at Esme's side.

I smiled the best I could and forced the negative thoughts out of my head before nodding.

"I'm going to go check on Bella, but if you make your way to the NICU they will help you get dressed so that you can see them."

"Thank you Edward," said Renee leaning in to kiss my cheek before looping her arm through my mothers. I watched as the our parents made their way through the maternity ward in search of the NICU, allowing all the negativity I was feeling to flood me again.

Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper and Alice had stood and made their way to my side as I watched our parents leave the waiting room.

"How is she?" asked Alice.

I turned to face her and did my best to force a smile.

"Don't give me that bullshit smile Edward. How is Bella?" asked Alice. She wasn't angry, but I could tell from the tone of her voice that she wasn't fooling around either.

"She's fine. I hope she'll be awake soon, I don't know how much longer I can do this without her."

"Why don't we go see her?" asked Rosalie.

The five of us walked in silence as we made our way through the halls of the maternity ward.

Bella was sitting up in her bed, fiddling with the hospital bracelet on her wrist as we walked into the room.

"Hello love, how are you feeling?" I asked as I rushed to her side.

It wasn't until she looked up at me, that I saw her tear stained face.

"Bella love, what's the matter?"

"There's something wrong with him, isn't there?" she asked softly. "I'm so sorry Edward. All I ever wanted was to be able to give you a beautiful family and here I thought I was going to give you a beautiful son and I screwed that up. I can't do anything right, can I?"

"He's perfect Bella," I said as I took her hands into mine, lifting them to my lips and kissing them both.

"Both of them?" she asked, barely above a whisper.

"Both of them."

"Bella, why don't you let Rosalie and I help you get cleaned up and then we can go and see them. You two can formally introduce us to your sons. I'm dying to know what you named them, because right now they are still Twin A and Twin B," said Alice with a soft smile.

Bella nodded and leaned into me, wrapping her arms around me as she took a deep breath before allowing the girls to help her off the bed.

Less than a half an hour later I was following behind the girls as they lead the way to the NICU. I could see our parents sitting inside; both of our fathers standing back as our mothers each held one of our sons. It was a sight that made my heart soar. Bella and I had decided on names for the boy's just days ago, agreeing that we would name them in the order in which they were born, so that there would be no confusion as to which boy got which name. That was the easy part; the hard part was going to be telling them apart once they were released.

Once we were all inside the NICU I helped Bella out of her wheel chair and into a rocking chair before placing Twin A in her arms. I took Twin B from my mother and turned to face my family before speaking.

"I'm so glad that you could all be here to share this moment with us, Bella and I have been looking forward to the moment that we became parents for many years now, and our dream has finally come true." I looked down at my wife who was gently stroking the face of my fist born son; she looked up and smiled at me before turning back towards our family.

"So without further ado, I would like to introduce you to Cayden Anthony Cullen," she said softly before turning to look up at me.

"And Masen Alexander Cullen," I finished.

All four women squealed as quietly as they could, considering their surroundings, and nearly swarmed the two of us.

After visiting hours were over, I walked with our family as they made their way out of the maternity ward.

"They are beautiful Edward, they look so much like you," said my mother as she pulled me into a hugged.

"Thanks mom."

The rest followed in suite and hugged and kissed me before heading out to the parking lot. My father was the last one to pull me into a hug, and before he followed the rest out the door he stopped to talk to me.

"Keep your spirits up Edward. Everything is looking well for the boys, and your wife is going to need you. Not only to help hold your fragile young family together, but to hold her together as well. I know it's going to be hard right now, but she is in a fragile emotional state at the moment and she's going to need for you to be her rock."

"I know Dad. Thanks," I said hugging him once more.

The next several weeks went by in a blur. The boys were growing stronger and stronger by the day and Bella and I spent most of our time at their side. Our mothers visited daily, and the rest of the family made the trip at least once a week. Finally, nearly six weeks after their birth, they were released with a clean bill of health.

Bella's POV

One day seemed to blur into the next as we spent day after day at the hospital. Every ounce gained was celebrated, and I will never forget the day that they were strong enough to breathe on their own. I was beginning to think that we would be raising our sons in the hospital, but thankfully six weeks after I gave birth, they were released.

I was sitting in the NICU holding Cayden when Dr. Shea walked in.

"How are you feeling?" she asked as she sat down next to me.

"I'm good, I wish I could take them with me, but I'm just happy that they are going to be okay. I would stay here for a year with them if that's what it took to take them home healthy."

Dr. Shea smiled and nodded in agreement. "So I wanted to talk to you about something, I've paged Edward to come up here because I thought I should talk to you both about this."

"What's wrong?" I asked as Edward came running through the doors of the NICU.

"Bella, what's wrong?" he asked. His face was red and he was out of breath from running.

"Nothing is wrong, calm down Dr. Cullen," said Dr. Shea with a laugh.

"Then why was I paged up here 911?" asked Edward as he continued to try and catch his breath.

"Did you run the whole way?" asked Dr. Shea.

"Yes, the stairs were the quickest. You try running up seven flights of stairs," he said.

Dr. Shea laughed and rolled her eyes at Edward before continuing. "I have good news, as long as all goes well tonight and tomorrow with the boys off of the ventilator they are going to be released on Friday."

I looked up at Edward, and I was positive that the look on his face mirrored my own. We were going to take our sons home, finally.