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A/N: This is the last chapter! I hope you have enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I'm currently working on the sequel, "Pieces of tears" So look out for that!

Chapter 15

The birthing room was almost silent as I lay dozing under the thin blankets that cover the birthing bed.

The room was unnaturally warmed, almost stifling. Even though it was 9 in the morning it was very dark inside, because huge curtains were hung permanently on the window.

The only sound in the room was light sucking, which was coming from the babies that lay on my chest.

I had given birth to twins, and they were still blood soaked, being only 10 minutes old.

Sadey had excused herself so she could go find water to clean the babies, and so I could nurse them. Clinging to my left breast, sucking gently on my nipple was the baby girl twin. She had raven hair just like Lex, but it was just fuzz. Her eyes were the same color as mine, and she looked beautiful. Her hands and feet were so little. Had Brady's been this small? I felt guilty because when Brady was this size I was ignoring her.

On my right breast the baby boy twin I gave birth to was sucking also on my nipple.

Though it felt more like he was biting it. His little nails on his little fingers were scratching at my skin, and as I held him to me, I found I was too tired to care it hurt so much. He had brown hair like mine, but his eyes were Lex's. It was almost disturbing to look into his small dark eyes. I was almost waiting for him to lash out even though he was just born.

The birth was hard, painful and bloody. Between contractions, I saw Patsy, with Ariel on tail, bringing in towels and rags. This must have been real dejavou for her, and Amber. The whole time Amber was there holding my hand and encouraging me on.

Sadey had been wonderful. She delivered both babies and handed them to me, tears shining in her eyes exclaiming how beautiful they were.

Everything felt unreal as I lay nursing the twins. Some time later Sadey and Amber came back and took the twins so I could sleep, and they could get cleaned up. And for the first time since what seemed like forever, I didn't have one nightmare.

"Did you name them yet?"

It was three days later. Patsy and I stood in the nursery of White hospital, standing by the cribs that had been set up especially for my twins.

The room was small, and the walls were white. The carpet was a soft baby pink, and in one corner was a rocking chair, and next to it a changing table.

Patsy was at the changing table, tickling my baby boy's stomach as she changed him. The sunlight that filled the small room because of the large window warmed it nicely. Patsy turned her face toward me, her black hair swishing as she did.

I smiled slightly and sighed. "Not yet Pats." The truth was I didn't even feel like I was obliged to name them. Sometimes it didn't even feel like they were mine.

"Maybe you should name this one Damien." Patsy grinned down at my son and finished dressing him back up. She had put him in little footie pajamas. They were very much like the ones Bray had put on his son when…

I fought back the urge to cry, and tried to keep smiling convincingly. "I think Damien is a perfect name." I walked over to Patsy and picked Damien up from the changing table, and carried him over to his crib and set him down.

Patsy wandered over to the crib where my second daughter rested and smiled down at her. "You know Trudy, you never told me who got you pregnant." She reached down to the baby girl in the crib, her brow furrowed.

"Oh." I replied, my voice starting to shake. "It was a accident. I got drunk at the casino and woke up the next day in someone's bed."

"Oh." Patsy replied. "I just find it strange…"

"What… What do you find strange?" I questioned, biting my lip, and staring over at Patsy.

Pasty looked up at me looking particularly confused. "They just look so much like Lex."

After about a week I named the little girl Angel. I was hoping if I named her something sweet, she wouldn't inherit the man who fathered hers attitude.

Amber talked to me briefly about charging Lex with a rape crime, seeing as we had two flesh and blood proof of what he did. I finally told her I wouldn't be able to go though with it. Too many painful memories were attached with it. Amber reluctantly agreed after a while, then we discussed going back to the Eco's and I agreed. Just as long as we'd be able to come visit Bane city whenever possible, I'd be happy. Of course, being cursed as I am, that never happened.

Two weeks after the birth of my twins, I was sitting alone in their room on the rocker.

Both the twins were sleeping and I was dosing off as well. The multicolored light I had traded for at the market for the room was on, and the moon was shining in. It was a full moon again, and again I felt like it was watching me.

The light of the color lamp danced on the walls, casting odd shadows, and all I could hear was the crickets chirping. I turned my sleepy eyes to look at the door, which was shut, for no reason at all.

To my surprise the doorknob started to turn. I was afraid for some reason, and I couldn't help but shiver when I heard scratching on the other side of the door. Finally, the door swung open in one quick moment, and standing in the door way was Lex.

He looked angry, his breath coming out rattled. He was wearing a white medical coat, and his hand was deep inside his pocket.

"Lex?" I managed to squeak out. I glanced over to the twins and still they slept on.

Lex drew out his hand, and sure enough the ever-appearing scalpel was in his hand.

I looked at his hand and shock and quickly shoved my hand into my pocket. I had kept that scalpel in my pocket just in case. How had Lex gotten it?

"I told you I'd save this for later." Lex whispered. Flashes of him sneaking into my room once before just like now flashed though my head. They were just hallucinations though weren't they?

Lex's eyes flashed in anger, and he dived at me.

I fell off the rocking chair, smacking my head against the changing table. I crawled away, feeling my head bleeding, but Lex pounced.

He drew out the knife and he stabbed at every inch of me possible. The pain was terrible. I was screaming. I was screaming for my life. Then finally the scalpel stabbed into my chest. I knew I was bleeding to death.

I closed my eyes and opened them again. Lex was gone. I was holding the scalpel in my chest. I had lunged it into my heart.

Slowly everything slipped away, slowly fading to black. I didn't bother to fight it. I was leaving this world for good. "I love you Brady…" I managed to whisper as I heard the door swing open. I closed my eyes, and then finally, I did not feel anymore.

Epilogue

My story is done. I, Trudy, have died .Lex finally took over my life; he has won, but Brady's, Damien's, and Angel's story goes on. May they have more luck then I did in life.

A/N: Thank you to all my readers! In case the ending is confusing, Trudy killed herself. It confused a few of my readers on a bb I go to. Thanks again for reading. Keep a look out for pieces of tears, coming to a Fan fiction place near you!