Belinda blinked back the blinding tears that were stinging her eyes and rolled over on her stomach, she heard the pounding foot steps. She was pushing herself up off the ground when the EMT's made it over to Naomi. "She's lost almost a liter of blood and her water is broken we are going to have to deliver right now." The parking lot was filling with people now and they were all just looking and gasping, one girl lost her dinner at the sight of all the blood

"What!" One of the EMT's screamed while hooking Naomi up to the oxygen equipment. "She is going to die if we don't get going."

"All three of them are going to die if we don't deliver those babies. Now hand me a scalpel, and cradle her head and keep that oxygen going." She directed. Her friends from the bar were running over, "I need all of you to back up, I have to operate on this woman and I can't do that with all of you so close." She instructed the crowd. "Peyton please keep them back." Peyton pushed some of the people back, and Belinda went to work. She doused her hands in alcohol and out on a fresh pair of gloves and swabbed Naomi's stomach and her hand made precise cuts into her womb. Her blackened blood sprayed out hitting Belinda in the face, she recoiled and prayed she didn't just contract an infectious disease. The EMT reached up and dabbed the blood off of Belinda's face and Belinda gave her a wiry smile and dug her hands into Naomi's stomach and felt around for the neck and legs of the first baby, and finally she felt a pair of legs and started to pull. It was a girl and she came out screaming her head off. The EMT handed her some clamps to cut the cord and the baby was passed to the other EMT to wrap up in a blanket, and Belinda dove back in for the second baby, and it too was a girl, but unlike her sister she was quite as a church mouse and let out the tiniest yelp when her naked body hit the crisp January air. Belinda clamped her and cut her cord and handed her off and started sewing up Naomi, it was an ugly job, the stitches were not her best handiwork, but speed was her main concern not beauty, and Belinda wanted to get her closed up as soon as possible and on the way to Mercy General.

"Let's go!" She yelled when she was done. Everyone spring into action and the ambulance was speeding down the street in 3 minutes flat. Belinda was in the back with Naomi and the twins, who were sleeping like angels.

"Are they ok?" Naomi squeaked out from behind the oxygen mask.

"Oh honey, they are both healthy and fine. Just you relax and worry about you now." She rubbed the young woman's black hair out of her face, and wiped the sweat off her forehead. In the harsh light of the ambulance Naomi was strikingly beautiful with her jet black hair, honey brown skin and almond shaped brown eyes. She resembled a pint sized Sophia Loren.

"What is your name?"

"Belinda Charles." Belinda was holding her hand and stroking it.

"Belinda, that is a nice name. Belinda would you do something for me?"

"Sure."

"Well you take care of my babies?" Belinda stared at the woman. She must be joking, Belinda thought. Belinda had just killed her fourth cat two weeks ago; plants ran screaming from her apartment. "I have no family anymore, and I don't know who the father is." She was serious.

"I don't know you and you don't know me. I can barely take care of myself." Belinda argued.

"You came to my rescue. They will split them up and they will never know each other existed." She said leaning up a little to look at her babies.

"You are going to be fine and in a few days you will be going home with those two precious little ones."

"I am not going to make it. Please promise me you will take care of them." She pleaded her eyes were glossing over and she was losing the battle to stay conscious.

"Ok Naomi. I will care for your babies if you don't make it." Naomi beamed at Belinda one last time and then she flat lined. Belinda sprang into action. She started CPR and kept the oxygen going, but by the time they made it to the Emergency Bay, she was ready to call the time of death. Dr. Rush met her at the nursing station at the emergency room.

"Who was she?" She asked flipping through the chart.

"My sister," She lied.

"You never said anything about a sister."

"She came up today to celebrate my promotion and surprised me with her pregnancy." Belinda's faced was blood and tear streaked so she looked the part of a grieving sister.

"Oh B, I am so sorry. Where are the twins now?"

"In the neo natel unit. Can I go see them?"

"By all means. I will finish up this nasty business you go be with your nieces." Dr. Rush gave her a reassuring pat on the back and turned back to the paperwork of Naomi's death.