Hey people, happy 2014! My New Years resolution is to quit putting 2013 on my papers whenever I date them.

Anyways, I know that you guys are secretly dying for sex between a certain blond and a certain brunette.

And...I may just be able to deliver! Who knows? Maybe it'll be this chapter! *wink* *wink* *nudge* *nudge* ANYWAYS, I hope that you guys like this chapter and tell me what you think about it!


Ally

The nurse, who's name was Melanie, had just finished giving me the epidural, and it was starting to kick in, which helped me immensely. Now, I can just marvel at the kids without dreading the incredulous pain that was to come.

She had earlier checked my dilation, and was shocked to see that it was at 8 centimeters. I guess that was the way my body told me, through that colossal contraction.

"Now," she told me, updating my medical stats, "since you are only 18 years of age, there will be some side effects, but nothing too big. It should only give you cramps and a few other things, such as headaches, but nothing too bad."

I loved how Melanie treated me the same, unlike some of the other nurses that came in and checked on me. They all kept on giving me dirty looks and acted like there was some grudge there.

I've seen them around other patients, and there truly caring around them, so what makes me different?

I asked Melanie what she thought of this.

She sighed, wrapping a hand around mine and she squeezed it firmly.

"They saw that you listed the famous Austin Moon as the father, and they think that you're just some slut that wants attention from the public. Now, I've looked up your file and your name on the internet, and I believe you when you say that Austin is the father of your children. But, there were also some sources that rumored that the two of your dated, but no confirmation from the two of you."

They...they all think that I'm just desperate for attention?

All of those nurses are wrong, and I can prove it to them.

I pulled our my smart phone from the small table beside me and unlocked it, going over to the texts that I never brought myself to delete. Just to be safe, I had turned off the tracking device on my phone before I moved, but I was still able to keep all of the information on there.

Opening up Photos app, I scrolled down to a private album, which was composed of pictures of Austin and I being fairly close to each other. It was mainly kissing, but there were a few that were a bit intimate. There were a few where I snapped a photo of Austin sleeping the morning after. You could tell that he was naked, because I had recorded a video of Austin wiggling his eyebrows at the camera, saying, "in case if anybody's wondering, Ally Dawson is great in bed." The video had ended short, because I had smacked Austin lightly and decided to just start talking to the blond before commencing round 2.

I remember that day. Austin's parents were on an anniversary cruise that Austin sent them on, my dad was at a convention for a few days, and Trish and Dez were spending time with their families during the Spring Break. Austin and I had spent that entire time together, and there were no regrets.

I showed Melanie a few more videos, laughing at some of them, deciding to skip a few, and cooing at the ones where Austin and I exchanged the words 'I love you' back and forth. Melanie checked the date that those photos and videos were taken, she had confirmed that Austin was indeed the father, once she had asked me if I had ever slept with anyone else, and I had told her that Austin was my first and only.

She took a look at my ultrasound pictures, and she began to pick out the features that had also belonged to Austin.

"What are you gonna name the kids?" She asked me, pulling out the paper copies of the ultrasound and circling the parts that resembled Austin in red ink.

I glanced down at my stomach and poked one of the feet that was kicking. I spoke, "Alexandria and Andrew. Alex and Andy for short."

She smiled back at me once I had done so, but stood up abruptly when the door opened, the grin falling off of her face as she began to talk to me.

One of the nurses walked in and asked for my status report.

Melanie responded, "9 centimeters. Tell Dr. Been to prep the delivery room."

Why was she acting like this? Was she...was she embarrassed of me when there were other people around? Do the others think that she doesn't like me too?

The visiting nurse soon left the room, and Melanie turned to me, apologizing greatly. "Oh, I'm so sorry about that! We're not allowed to get to know our patients and have an emotional attachment to them!" I nodded, forgiving her, then feeling a large amount of pressure from the inside of my region.

I had an odd feeling about this, and it felt like the epidural was wearing off.

The pressing from the inside of my opening soon worsened, and it seemed as if Alex and Andy were lower than they were just a few minutes ago.

I could tell that Melanie was just being cautious, but she checked the dilation one last time.

Her eyes widened and a smile broke out on her face. "Ten centimeters! Child, you're ready to meet your children for the very first time!"

Oh...oh my God! I thought this as Melanie began prepping me to leave the room.

Once the two of us exited the hallway, I heard a male voice calling my name.

"Ally!"

I assumed that it belonged to Daniel, but I was soon proved wrong when I scanned the crowded hallway and saw a bright, mop of blond hair running towards me.

Was it really him? I thought that I would never see him again, especially during this time of need.

I blinked, rubbing my eyes a few times for reassurance that he just wasn't a side effect. I certainly was seeing this, right? He doesn't know where I am, he doesn't know why I'm here! He doesn't even know that I am here!

Austin ran over to me, taking my hand into his and squeezing it affectionally.

I whispered, looking into his eyes and the tears began to cloud my vision, "surprise. That's why I broke up with you––because I didn't want to end your career because our secret relationship took this unexpected turn. Plus, I heard when your dad told you to stay away from me, so I decided to end it right there, even though I never wanted to, ever."

I sighed, raking a hand through his wavy hair as I looked at him apologetically.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way..."

He shook his head solemnly, glancing down at the baby bump.

Finally, he spoke. "Either wehave one, giant child, or there's more than one," he said, looking up at me. It was more than a given that he was trying to lighten up the situation, or it still hadn't sunk in yet.

I laughed quietly, just thankful that he hasn't freaked out and left already.

"We have twins; Alexandria and Andrew."

Austin gasped, the hand, that he held mine with, accelerating to cover his mouth as I took note of the tears of joy and shock that were ghosting his eyes as he studied the large bump with his other free hand.

He kissed my hand tenderly, his lips shaking as he preformed this action. He then looked me in the eyes, and I could see every bit of detail in his eyes––which I had memorized over the period of time that we were together. But there was something off about the look in his eyes that kept me wondering, but I brushed it aside.

I don't care how he found me, because all that matters is that he's here, he knows, and he'll be able to meet our children for the first time, together.

Melanie cut the love-doused moment short, saying that we needed to get into the room as quickly as possible so we can deliver without causing any birth defects.

As I was wheeled down to the delivery room, Austin held my hand in a secure grip. Throughout the short trip, his thumb would brush across the back of my hand. Every so often, we looked at each other, having that same, unbelievable look painted in our eyes.

The second we arrived in the nursery room and the nurses around us prepped for the delivery, Austin kissed me for the first time in what seemed like forever. When he did so, I forgot about the pain, and I felt the same fireworks that I did the first time we kissed.

And look where kissing got us, I thought, clutching his hand a little bit tighter as I spread my legs, my knees rising.

I couldn't resist overhearing the other nurses calling me delusional.

"I can't believe that she thinks that Austin Moon is the reason behind her teenage pregnancy. And look where her craziness had gotten her!"

At the sound of these words, Austin was infuriated. I didn't know that he heard them two, but he hissed as soon as they were done judging a story that they didn't even know.

"How dare you," he hissed, "I know for a fact that these are my children because I'm been Ally's first and only. Now you two can either back the hell off or get two other nurses to deliver my girlfriend's and my children."

I was shocked, yet not surprised that those exact words left his mouth. Austin always had respect for everyone, and I've never seen him go off on a complete stranger because of me.

Without warning, the pressure worsened, causing a large gasp to erupt. I latched onto Austin's hand tighter and pulled him closer, wanting him to take all of my pain away, just like he had always done before.

I leaned in for one of his warm, comforting kiss, but his lips were oddly cold, but the attachment of our lips was still searing, just enough to ease the now excruciating pain.

Melanie, after changing her gloves, paged the doctor to come in. She began to explain to me that the epidural was now wearing off, so the delivery was going to be a bit tough.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Austin's face pale in the cheap lighting.

"Wh-what's wrong?" I asked him, reaching up to stroke his cool cheek with the pad of my thumb.

He glanced at me, desperation leaking out of his eyes in the form of a single tear that dripped down his cheek. "I'm just...this is all so much to handle at once. I love you so much, why didn't you tell me about this? I would've been there for you, and I know that you didn't want to, because of my career, but I would still be there every step of the way." He gravitated towards me unexpectedly and crushed his lips against mine, running his cold hand through my hair, but pulled away just as quickly.

"I love you, just remember that. Even when you saw me on that date with Cassidy, I still loved you" he reassured, glancing down at where my legs were spread. He then said, "now let's meet our children," he smiled softly at me, hunching in closer as the doctor calmly strode into the room.

After he washed his hands and put on sterile, rubber gloves that were his size, he grabbed a backless, swivel chair and brought it over to the edge of my bed.

The doctor introduced himself and began to give instructions. "All right, Ms. Dawson, whenever I tell you to push, you push. Whenever I tell you to stop pushing, you stop pushing. Am I clear?"

Huh, I really thought that the OB doctors would be a lot nicer, but I guess that that isn't the case here. I guess this is what happens when you don't have a scheduled doctor and people think that you're lying about the father of your children.

Austin opened his mouth slightly and took a sharp breath in, but held back from going of on the hospital staff again. He knew that Dr. Manse had the power to kick him out of the room, and he didn't want to leave me alone again.

Dr. Manse never even gave a glance to Austin, but he gave an odd glimpse at me when Melanie had explained something to him. He then looked at Austin's and my intertwined fingers and shook his head.

How dare he assume that Austin is just here because he believes the rumors? I bet Melanie had explained to him that he was in fact the father, but Dr. Manse apparently thought otherwise.

I know where he's coming from, me being only eighteen years old and giving birth to two children, but he doesn't even know me. He only knows me for this situation, and he doesn't know how I got here in the first place.

Melanie pressed a hand on Dr. Manse's shoulder and whispered one more thing. Dr. Miles then nodded his head reluctantly and positioned himself towards my throbbing center.

Relax, Ally, I told myself. He's a professional. He won't hurt you or take advantage of you.

"Okay, Ms. Dawson, first push."

My eyes flickered over to Austin, where he gave me an encouraging nod and a quick grip of my hand, telling me, "go ahead."

Taking a deep breath, I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed from my insides, my hips arching upwards slightly as I grunted quietly.

It wasn't enough, because I felt no difference as to where Alex and Andy were.

Austin said, "Doc, can you tell which one's coming out?" But, at the sight of no response, not even a second of attention, Austin sighed, defeated, but soon refocused on what was taking place.

Dr. Manse bluntly informed, "that wasn't strong enough. You're gonna have to push harder than that."

The blond beside me clenched his free fist tighter, his jaw tightening.

Without thinking, I turned to him and said, breathlessly, "now if I can only look as constipated as you do right now." A smile broke out on both of our faces, and he laughed lightly.

"Okay," Austin said, his expression growing serious, "now we're gonna do this together." He adjusted his stance and readied himself.

I began to push, using a lot more strength and grunting louder. than I had before. But what I didn't expect was Austin's commentary.

"Okay, um, you're pushing out a giant crap. You want it to come out, but you know you have to work to push it out so you can fit into your prom dress. This one's longer than the rest you've shat, and you really have to hurry up because your friends are in the other room. Um, you're lucky that the walls are soundproof––" I cut him off.

"What the hell is your problem?" I yelled at him, gaining odd looks from the others in the room.

Austin shrugged apologetically. "Sorry," he said, both embarrassed and shamefaced, "I'm not really good at this stuff."


The sounds of two, beautiful cries filled the room, leaving Austin and myself in tears.

Oh my God...Alexandria Gabrielle and Andrew Monica Dawson-Moon are here, and I'm looking at them right now.

They're...they're both so beautiful. I had no idea that something so small, so fragile could hold so much life.

Much to Austin's dismay, the doctor cut both of the umbilical cords.

Melanie cradled Alexandria and walked over to over to me, a never-ending smile that matched mine on her face.

"Here," she carefully handled me this warm, bundle of blankets, and I instantly fell in love. My baby girl is in my arms!

At the moment, she was sucking on her long fingers, which she got from Austin. She had my nose and Austin's eyebrows. My face shape and his high cheekbones. She had his long, dark eyelashes and my eye shape.

I wonder whose eyes she has.

I began counting all of her miniature fingers and tiny toes, ogling at her warm, velvet skin.

Bouncing her slightly, I still made sure to hold her as tightly as I could. There was no way I was going to let her go, ever.

I turned to face Austin, prepared to ask him if he wanted to hold our baby girl while Alex was having the blood cleaned off of him, but my breath was caught short when Austin wasn't there.

Confused, I looked all over the room, but I couldn't find him anywhere.

"Where's Austin?" I asked, bouncing Alex slightly to keep her comforted and her cries down to a whisper.

Everybody showed remorse as they all glanced at each other, as if they were deciding who was to speak.

Did...did he run out and I didn't notice? Was he afraid? Was this all too much for him? Did he freak out at the last second and leave?

Melanie held her hand out warningly, like she was trying to calm down an armed man. She carefully chose her next words.

"Ally, I'm sorry, but Austin was never here. The only side effect you had from the epidural was hallucinations, and you imagined him being here. He never was."

No, this can't be true! I refuse to believe them when they say that this was all a lie.

I looked up at them through my eyelashes, my eyes darkening.

"No," I denied, "you're wrong. You're all wrong! Austin was here! He held my hand, he kissed my lips, he whispered into my ear, and...and he told me that he loved me! I could see him perfectly, and he felt damn real to me!" Now, I was to the point of screaming, but I knew to not fully raise my voice, since I had Alex in my arms. I didn't dare let the tears fall out of my eyes. I knew that I had to be strong for my children.

"Where's Andrew?" I demanded, peeking around the room to try and find my baby boy.

Mr. Manse sighed, and then picked up Andrew from his cart and handed him to me.

It was then that I broke down completely broken down, letting my cries grow and the teardrops cascade down my face, which was covered in a thin sheet of sweat.

I choked out, suppressing another sob that was to come, "Au-au-Austin..."

Austin...


I know! I'm evil! BWAHAHAHAHA! Anyways, sorry that I haven't updated in a while!

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QUESTION: Are you guys ready for the new semester? Mine starts on Monday! Most kids would be sad, but I'm happy to go back to school! It may or may not have to deal with the fact that I found out that my crush may like me back...INSTANT GOOD MOOD.

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