A/N: hey everyone! it's me (Mimi) again, updating the second of my three chapters. hope you enjoy!

CHAPTER TWENTY
(chapter title – Nine Months Later)

"MARK! OH GOD! IT'S HAPPENING!" I screamed from our bedroom. Mark ran into the room and helped me onto my feet and into the clothes that we laid out a week ago. He then grabbed my hospital bag as Roger and Mimi helped me down the stairs and into Roger's car. Mimi and I sat in the back while Roger and Mark sat up front. I tried to control my breathing as Roger turned on the car and drove to the hospital. Mark was using my cell phone to call Maureen and Joanne to let them know I was in labor.

"Mary chica, just breathe." Mimi soothed me, wiping the sweat from my forehead. Mark and I found out at my last doctor's appointment that I was pregnant with twins – a boy and a girl.

"I'm trying to Mimi!" I panted, swallowing hard and tried to stay calm.

"Okay, we're here." Roger announced fifteen minutes later. Mark and Mimi helped me into a wheelchair while Roger went to go park the car. I put my hands on my stomach as Mark and Mimi wheeled me inside. Mimi was told to wait in the waiting room while Mark and I headed to the delivery room.

Once we were inside the delivery room, I was helped into a hospital bed and into a pink hospital gown. My regular doctor, Dr. Latham, was there, along with two nurses – Nurse Thoms and Nurse Menzel. Nurse Thoms was the Delivery Room nurse and Nurse Menzel was the nurse to make sure that the babies got cleaned, weighed and measured.

"You're doing great, Mar! Keep it up!" Mark encouraged me. I let out a grunt and pushed with all my might. I had been in labor for thirteen hours and I was getting tired.

"We have a girl!" Nurse Thoms announced, holding the baby towards us so that we could see her.

"Sara Elizabeth Cohen." I panted. Mark patted my hand and nodded. He cut Sara's umbilical cord and kissed me on the lips. Now the little boy needed to make an appearance.

Ten minutes later, my little boy was born.

"Owen Christopher Cohen." I told the nurse. Mark cut Owen's umbilical cord just as Sara was handed to him. He smiled down at her as Nurse Thoms handed me Owen.

"They're so beautiful." I whispered, adjusting little Owen's blanket so that he could nurse. Mark handed Sara to me and went to the waiting room where Mimi, Roger, Maureen, Joanne, Kris and Justin were waiting.

"Oh my God! Mary! They're beautiful!" Mimi whispered as she, Roger, Maureen, Joanne, Kris and Justin came into the room.

"Thank you." I said, looking down at my babies.

"Can we hold them?" Maureen asked. I nodded as Mark handed her Sara.

"What are their names?" Joanne asked as Mark handed Owen to Kris and Justin.

"The little boy is OwenChristopher and the little girl is Sara Elizabeth." I answered as Mark got out his camera.

"May 22nd, 1997 – two PM Eastern Standard Time. Welcome the newest members of our family – Sara Elizabeth Cohen." He pointed the camera at Maureen and Joanne. "And Owen Christopher Cohen." He pointed the camera at Kris and Justin.

"Happy birthday to you." I sang softly.

"Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Sara, Owen and Mark
Happy birthday to you." Everyone joined in, equally as soft.

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An hour later, I woke up because I heard crying. I tried to get out of bed, but my arm was stuck to something.

"Hey sweetie." Mark whispered, holding a pink bundle.

"Hi. How are they doing?" I inquired.

"They're fine – Owen's sleeping and I just got done changing Sara." He told me, walking over and sat down next to me. He held Sara so that she was facing us. I could see a few strands of brown hair sprouting on Sara's scalp.

"She's beautiful." I whispered as Mark handed Sara to me so that I could nurse her.

"Just like her mom." Mark watched me nurse our daughter. He stroked her head gently as she latched on and suckled. Just then, Owen began crying. Mark kissed Sara's forehead before getting up and tending to Owen. Mark brought the blue bundle out and soothed him.

"I have my girl and you have your boy." I pointed out.

"Yeah, we do. What are you gonna teach our girl?" Mark inquired, whispering.

"I'm gonna teach her how to measure her life in love." I told him, handing him Sara as I took Owen in my arms and let him nurse.

"What are you gonna teach our boy?" I asked, watching Owen as he nursed.

"How to film." Mark answered, scooting closer and patted Sara's back. She let out a little 'belch'. Both Mark and I laughed as I handed Owen to him.

"I love you, Mark." I told him.

"I love you, too, Mary." He whispered.