"Hey, I called the ambulance but it might be a while," Alan said.
"Can we just drive?" Tracy asked while Alice painfully gripped her hand.
"I just got off the phone with GH. All the roads are washed out. I don't want to drive and have to deliver twins in a car. We'll be much safer here," Monica said.
"When was the last time you deliver a baby? You're a cardiologist and Alan's glorified paper-pusher," Tracy said, nervously.
"Tiger, I'm fine. Emily can deliver me. I'm sure an E.R. doctor can do this. Just get the generator going and me in bed."
"Emily has been a doctor for four years. And part of that time she was chasing Helena Cassadine and living with Sonny Corthinos!"
"Well, Tiger, unless you're volunteering to deliver our cubs, shut up and help me to bed!"
"Ned, go to the garage and get the bags from the car. I'll grab towels and other things. Dillon, Jason, help Tracy get Alice to bed, "Alan calmly gave orders.
"Oh, Tracy, just chill out." Monica said, walking out the room to get the bedroom ready and to change clothes.
Tracy held Alice in the shower. "Is this helping? Emily said this will make the contractions stronger and more constant."
"It's working. They're about fifteen minutes apart," Alice was gripping the handrails installed for Lila.
"We're lucky Monica had a couple of bathrooms adapted for Mother. Just relax…" Tracy began to rub Alice's back when the door opened.
"Here are your moms just before you two were born. Granny, how far are the contractions?"
"They're twelve fucking minutes apart. Now get out!" Alice snarled at Brook Lyn and the video camera.
"Oh! O.k. then." Brook Lyn closed the door.
Monica chuckled.
"What did I do?" Brook Lyn asked.
"Nothing. Alice's just in the rough part of labor and in the shower with her wife. She probably wants some privacy. Emily, you all set?"
"Yeah. Just need to move the lights when we get Alice position. Mom, could you have Dillon and Ned grab a crib and move it in here? I want a crib warm and ready when we have babies here."
"I will and I'll grab the meat scale from the kitchen. "
Tracy, dressed in borrowed scrubs, helped a robed Alice back into bed. Alice settled back against Tracy. Emily propped Alice's legs up. "You are almost fully dilated. I need about three more centimeters. Could you walk around the room?"
"You're kidding me," Alice groaned.
"Alice, just one lap around room. You almost got it," Emily coaxed.
"Allie, we almost have our babies, com'n." Tracy hauled her wife up and walked her around the room. At that moment Edward opened the door.
"I thought I'll check on things. How is everything going?"
"Fine. Now, get out!!!" Alice growled.
"Right. I'll just go."
"I told you not to go in there," Alan glanced up from the paper.
"Alice yelled at me."
"She's in labor with twins. We just need to wait a while longer," Ned said.
"But I want my new heirs now!" Edward pouted.
"Edward, you sound as bad as Spencer when he's denied a new toy," Nikolas said.
"Just a little bit longer, sweetie," Monica coaxed, taking the pulses of Alice and the babies, " Emily how is everything?"
"We're good. Alice, the next contraction push."
"Com'n, Lion. Push harder, almost. 1,2,3,and push," Tracy coached. Alice grunted and pushed.
"Tracy do you want to see your babies born?" Emily asked.
"No, I think I'm good. Alice has a firm grip on my hand and isn't letting go."
"O.k. because I got a head."
"Our baby has a head," Alice half-laughed and half-cried.
"And here comes the body and it's a boy!" Emily pulled the crying baby up and placed him on his mother's stomach. "Tracy do you want to cut the cord?"
Tracy cut the cord with shaking hands. "Hey there, Morgan James. Look how handsome you are! Baby boy, welcome to the world."
Morgan screamed indignantly.
"Sounds like a Quartermaine, already," Alice chuckled.
"Oh, I know you were nice and warm, weren't you, sweetie? And this isn't very dignify is it? But sweetie, you're a Quartermaine, a lot of things aren't going to be dignify," Tracy cooed to her newest son.
"O.k. let's have Auntie Monica check you out, while I deliver your baby sister.." Emily wrapped the baby up in a towel and handed her mom the bundle.
"Oh, hello, Morgy. Yes, hello, little sweetheart. I'm your Auntie Monica," Monica wiped her tears.
Alice felt the next contraction coming on. "I think the next is coming. Oh, Tracy…."
"Alice, the head's in position. You just need to push," Emily said.
"I'll only make you this once more, Lion. Now, come on Aidan is waiting," Tracy coached.
"Oh, God, it hurts," Alice groaned.
"Just one more. Now push." Tracy whispered.
"O.k. we got a head and now, Alice, just relax, and let me get the body out, there," Emily smiled, "Here's your daughter. Tracy, could you just cut right there?"
Tracy stared at her daughter, who was screaming. "She looks like Mother."
"She sounds like you," Alice smiled tiredly.
"She totally does," Monica agreed, snickering.
"Oh, Aidan Lee, you'll fit right."
Alice frowned. "That doesn't sound right."
"What? We agreed on Aidan Lee Quartermaine a month ago. Lee for Mother."
"I know but it doesn't fit."
"Alice, we agreed on Aidan since we knew you were pregnant. Now you don't like Aidan?" Tracy asked.
"No, I like Aidan. But she has your mother's eyes. I think Aidan Lila Quartermaine sounds much better. "
Tracy started to cry. "Aidan Lila is perfect. Oh, thank you!" She leaned over and kissed Alice.
"Honey you're smushing the baby," Alice smiled. Tracy smiled.
"I think I'll go down and tell the family." Monica kissed her new godchildren.
"Brook, we probably should let the new parents get to know the twins." Emily nudged Brook Lyn.
"But…."
"Burroughs, you can come a little later. But Alice looks tired."
"O.k." Brook Lyn kissed the new babies and left.
"Thank you, Lion." Tracy gently climbed in bed next to her wife and children, giving Aidan her finger to play with.
"You're welcome. They are pretty cute, aren't they? But Tracy, never again."
"Never again." Tracy chuckled.