A/N: I hope everyone enjoys the Chapter. I know that I said there were only 14 chapters but there are now 15 chapters. But 15 will be the last chapter. So please enjoy and let me know what you think!

Six months later, Sara sat in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee as she waited for Juice to finish getting ready. This afternoon he was heading up to Eureka on a run and wouldn't be back until Monday. While the boys were in Eureka they would be having a bachelor's party for Juice. Likewise, Lola was hosting a bachelorette party for Sara this weekend while the men were away.

Although Juice and Sara were supposed to wait until June to get married, things did not go as planned. Last month Juice and Bobby had been arrested for arson in connection to a fire they set at a cookshop of what could only be described as Darby's successor. Bobby and Juice's trial was set to start in April. So Juice and Sara made the decision to move their wedding date up.

Sara's parents weren't pleased with the fact that the wedding was moved up, but they realized that Sara was going to do this whether they approved or not. So her parents were due to fly in at the end of the week with her brother Zeke.

The wedding was going to be held at Juice and Sara's house in the backyard. It was cheap and the only place they could have it on such short notice. But that didn't mean it wasn't going to be nice. Sara, with the help of the other ladies, had gone out of her way to put together a nice affair including Sara's wedding dress.

Juice didn't mind the expenses for the wedding because, for once, the club was flush with money. Their new deal with the Irish was putting a lot of money in the club's pocket. But more than that Jax, Bobby, and Juice had been working tirelessly to get Caracara Studios back up and running. Juice worked diligently to get the servers up and running. The studio had been back in action for three months and they were already seeing a nice profit.

Although Sara trusted Juice, she often stopped by Caracara because she didn't trust the porn queens. Juice always had to remind her not to bruise the talent. But Sara was just as quick to remind him not to let them anywhere near his dick.

Juice walked into the kitchen and quirked an eyebrow at his bride-to-be. "What's wrong?"

Sara said, "Hmm? Oh nothing is wrong." Sara laughed and got up pouring herself another cup of coffee. "I am just going over all of my plans for today in my head. I need to do the last fitting for my dress to make sure it will be ready for next weekend. And I need to go out to the supplier and pick up the liquor for the reception. And I still need to make it back to Charming in enough time to get ready for the bachelorette party. Lola will not be cool with me being late to my own party."

Juice had a seat at the table and laughed. "Listen, don't worry about picking up the booze. I will talk to Lowell and have him go pick it up for you. So all you have to worry about is your fitting and your party tonight."

Sara set her cup on the table and had a seat in Juice's lap. "You are so good to me, you know that?" She leaned in and kissed him. "I don't want to even think about the kind of three-ring debauchery you guys are going to get into this weekend," Sara said, laughing as she thought about it.

Juice gave a sheepish grin and said, "It is going to be fun - that is for damn sure. It is a bachelor party slash 'me and Bobby might be going to prison for awhile' party." Juice decided to take her mind off of his party. "So what do you ladies have on tap for the evening?"

Sara said, "Well, when you let Lola loose on a party you just never know what will happen. But I know that she's got some entertainment booked for the night."

"Entertainment?" asked Juice with a quizzical look on his face. "Like a magician or a clown right?"

Sara fell into a fit of giggles and said, "Well, from what I understand our three entertainers are Chocolate Thunder, Magic Stick, and Grande. But besides the entertainment there will be good food, music, and plenty of liquor. Lola was complaining yesterday that she can't drink at the party. She is so pissed that we moved the wedding up to February. She was hoping for March so that she would have given birth by then. I am just glad that we finally found a maid of honor dress that she liked."

Juice quirked an eyebrow at her. "I am not sure how I feel about some dude named Chocolate Thunder shaking his junk in your face. Do you guys really need to have strippers?" asked Juice seriously.

Sara frowned. "I know you are not acting that way when you are going to be screwing anything with two sets of lips this weekend. Nothing is going to happen here other than a couple of guys dancing for us while we hoot and holler and throw some dollar bills at them."

"I know. I know. It is just that... you are my old lady and..." Juice trailed off seeing the look she was giving him. He knew that if this conversation continued they would just end up in a big fight before he had to leave for the weekend and he didn't want that either. He said, "Okay... okay. Just behave yourself while I am gone."

Sara gave a mischievous smile and said, "Don't I always? It is not like I am going to do anything to embarrass you while you are gone, Juice. I will always be faithful. That is one thing you do not have to concern yourself with."

Juice nodded and said, "I know. I am just being paranoid." And a little jealous if he was honest with himself.

"Oh, my mom called this morning to let me know that she and Zeke are going to fly out on Thursday instead of Friday. My dad will fly in on that Friday. So we get an extra day with my mom..." said Sara laughing seeing the look on Juice's face.

"That is... they aren't staying here are they?" asked Juice.

Sara bit her lip and then grinned at him a little. "My mom isn't going to want to stay at a hotel, baby. She's old-fashioned. We have two extra rooms... she is going to think that we just don't want them staying here..."

Juice looked at her incredulously. "We don't want them to stay here! They don't like me."

"That isn't completely true. After my dad heard how you handled Franklin, he started liking you a little more. He likes knowing that I have a man that is going to protect me. Even if he wasn't necessarily fond of your methods. Please... let them stay here so that I don't have to hear my mother complain. I know it is asking a lot since you already agreed to let Zeke stay here for his Spring Break."

Juice groaned and said, "Fine... but I am not sleeping on the couch or anything crazy like that." He chuckled and added, "Zeke is a different story. He's fine with me. He's nearly an adult. It isn't like we have to do anything but make sure he makes it back home to your parents alive and without any major injuries or tattoos. When is his break again?"

"No, I wouldn't ask you to sleep on the couch. My parents want to stay here - they are going to have to deal with how we live our life here. Thank you, honey, for understanding about Zeke." said Sara kissing him softly. "It is still sweet of you to be okay with it. It is next month. My break is the same time. I'll probably take him down to the beach while he's here."

"I am still shocked that your parents are willing to let him come out here," said Juice laughing.

"It was better than letting him go to Cancun with his friends. At least here they know that I will watch out for him and make sure that he is safe. He is my little brother and I've been known to be overprotective of him. Besides, my parents are slowly coming around. They understand that I love you and this is a real thing," said Sara.

"You sure you are okay with the wedding happening next week? I know this sort of goes against tradition."

Sara chuckled and said, "I am fine with that. I want to be your wife and you may not be a free man in June. Getting married now just makes sense. Besides, when has anything about our relationship been traditional? I was actually thinking of going non-traditional. Do you think Bobby would be interested in performing our ceremony as Elvis?"

Juice started chuckling and gave a thoughtful look. He said, "I don't think you can get anymore non-traditional than that. You know, it might not be half bad to let him perform the service as Elvis. I'll float it by him this weekend and see if he's interested. Does this mean that you want Bobby to sing too?"

Sara laughed and said, "It wouldn't be an Elvis wedding without a little singing and hip shaking."

Juice shuddered and asked, "Can we not talk about Bobby shaking his hips? It is giving me all sorts of bad mental images."

Juice looked at his watch and frowned. "I've got to get out of here. Clay wants to pull out of town earlier than normal."

Sara stood up and kissed him. "Okay, well have a safe trip and try not to get in too much trouble."

Juice stood up and returned the kiss. He winked at her. "Now when have you ever known me to get into trouble?"

Sara laughed and said, "You are always getting yourself in trouble. I love you."

Juice said, "I love you, too." He smirked at her before walking out of the kitchen. He grabbed his bag from the living room and left the house.

The last six months seemed fast to Lola. She had gone from casually sleeping with Tig to being pregnant and being in a serious relationship with him. She was living with him full time and was very close to giving birth to their twins, Cristian Alexander and Sofia Grace. She had gotten to know his daughters when they came to visit him for Christmas. Lola had gotten along with Dawn and Fawn famously when they were in town. She just tried to be their friend and it worked out well. She was on edge as they got closer to her due date. The babies' room was painted, courtesy of Sara, and ready for their arrival. Lola was working as a counselor out of her office in Stockton. The irony of Tig having a mental health professional as his old lady was not lost on anyone - least of all him.

Lola walked out of the bathroom fresh from a shower. She laid stretched out across her and Tig's bed with her hands rested on her rounded stomach. She watched him packing for the weekend.

"I can't believe that you are leaving this weekend when the due date is so close! If I give birth to the twins without you I will smother you in your fucking sleep, Alex Trager!"

Tig tried not to chuckle as Lola went through her tirade. It was her second one today. He finished packing and walked over to the bed and had a seat next to her. "You do know that you couldn't actually smother me in my sleep. I'd wake up and throw you off of me."

"Not if I dosed your beer with muscle relaxers first," said Lola with a smug look on her face. She picked up and pillow and pushed it against his face with a laugh.

Tig shook his head and laughed. "You are fucking crazy… you know that?"

Lola laughed and said, "I know. But crazy is such a good shade on me. I am serious though. You and I are going to have a serious failure to communicate if I go into labor without you."

Tig kissed her and said, "I do love your crazy. You have four more weeks to go, Lola. You are not going to go into labor while I am gone. You are worrying for nothing. Gemma, Tara, Lyla, and Sara all agreed to stop in and check on you while I am gone. I'll be back Monday night. And then Tuesday you can take part of my cut and go buy more stuff for the babies."

Lola quirked and eyebrow and asked, "How much of your cut?" She sat up in the bed so that she was resting against the headboard

He chuckled and said, "You are breaking my balls on purpose. You can use however much you need to get the last of what we need. That good enough?"

"And you will go with me? You won't wuss out at the last minute and try to send Sara with me?" asked Lola staring at him.

Tig chuckled and said, "Fuck! Yes, I will go with you. I will push a fucking cart while you spend all of my money on two people that can't walk or move on their own. Happy now? Can I go on this trip and make this money?" He moved closer to Lola and kissed her. "Why are you trying to be difficult?"

Lola laughed at him and said, "Fine. You've got to do what you've got to do I get that. I am not trying to be difficult, Tig. I've just got a bad feeling, Tig. And I just can't shake it." She groaned slightly and grabbed his hand putting it on her stomach. "They are kicking like crazy again. They don't want you to go either." said Lola.

"You have nothing worry about. Okay? So just relax." said Tig. He rubbed her stomach feeling the kicking against his hand. "Or maybe they are rebelling against the Italian Beef sandwich with spicy peppers and chili cheese fries that you put back last night. You were up all night with heartburn."

"I was craving it... leave me alone. You ate it too. What is your excuse?" asked Lola laughing at him.

She got up from the bed and grabbed his cut from the dresser. She tossed it at him. "Put it on. You've got to go."

He chuckled and said, "It smelled good enough. So are we okay?" he put on his cut.

She nodded and said, "Yeah, we are okay."

He groaned and pulled her into his lap. "Stop pouting. The weekend will go by quicker than you think. I'll be back home before you know it. In the meantime if you really need me... use the pre-pay and call me."

"I am not pouting. It'll be nice having you out of the house for the weekend. I have a bachelorette party to host in your absence. And you'll actually answer? Even if you are face down in some bitch you don't know?" asked Lola.

Tig bit back a laugh. "I will wipe my mouth and answer the phone... you have my word. Don't think of it as me being gone all weekend think about the money..." He chuckled at her and said, "Yeah, Juice's party is this weekend, too."

She laughed and said "You are such a gentleman - wiping your mouth first." Lola quirked an eyebrow at him. "How is a bachelor party any different than what you guys do on a run anyway..?"

"I aim to please, baby." said Tig with a smirk. Tig had a shit eating grin on his face and said, "The debauchery just gets more outlandish. The last time Bobby got married a couple of girls performed a fuckin floorshow."

Lola just started laughing. "That is... not that surprising when I actually think about it." She chuckled and said, "Finish getting ready."

She climbed off of his lap and walked into the kitchen. Lola stood in the kitchen putting the last touches on the cake for Sara's bachelorette party. Being her maid of honor it was up to Lola to host the party and it was sure to be one hell of a night. She was hosting the party at her and Tig's house.

Tig walked into kitchen. "What the fuck is that?" asked Tig staring, at the cake on the table. He walked closer to it and shook his head.

"It's a penis cake, honey." said Lola. She swiped her finger against the side of the phallus shaped cake and licked the icing from her finger. "Mmmm... caramel frosting. Want some?" asked Lola with a smirk. She squinted at the cake. "Do you think the color looks like Juice?"

Tig laughed and shook his head. "That is some sick shit to walk into the kitchen and see. No, I don't want any. And I am not even answering your question about Juice." He pulled her into his arms. "Just what do you girls have planned tonight?"

"I'll never tell." said Lola with a smirk. "All you need to know is that we are going to have a real good time. I can't drink so I will just have to get my kicks in other ways. Speaking of which, I need to hit the bank today and get some singles for tonight."

"Singles?" asked Tig tilting his head to the side looking at her. "Strippers?" asked Tig laughing.

Lola smirked and innocently said, "Maybe... maybe not. Who can say?"

"Male strippers?" asked Tig. He wasn't sure that he was cool with that idea at all.

Lola laughed and asked. "Isn't it time for you to be going?"

"Don't try to distract me… you are having male strippers? In my house?" asked Tig seriously.

Lola said, "Your house?"

He growled at her and said, "Just don't let any of them rub up on you."

Lola laughed and said, "I look like I swallowed a watermelon. Trust me. Nobody is going to want to rub up on this."

Tig looked at the time and said. "I've got to try to get out of here. I'll call later."

Lola followed him to the front door. "I'll see you when you get back. Have a good time."

Tig smirked and said, "I always do. But you don't have too much fun." He kissed her and then walked out of the door.

Later that night, the ladies were assembled at Tig's house drinking, eating, and mingling as they waited for the real entertainment to arrive. The living room of the house was decorated festively for the bachelorette party and rock music blared from the stereo. Sara walked over to Lola and gave her a half hug. "I am enjoying myself so far. You did an amazing job with the party, Lola. Although, I never really had any doubts that it would be great."

Lola laughed and said, "Well, I am glad that you are enjoying yourself. I wanted this party to be great for you. But I couldn't have gotten all of the decorations up without Lyla's help. Me climbing on a step-ladder just isn't a good sight these days. I am liable to topple over. It seems like everyone is having a good time."

"Everyone is having a great time and why wouldn't they? The food is delicious, and the cake brought on so many laughs I thought I might pass out," said Sara with a grin.

"Next weekend you will be a married woman, and I couldn't be happier for you. Juice is a good man." said Lola.

She had watched the agony Sara went through after her relationship with Willie. It was nice to see that she was finally starting to enjoy life.

Sara nodded and said, "So it seems. I never thought that marriage was in my future, and, yet, here I am a week away from becoming Mrs. Ortiz. It boggles the mind how you can find the perfect man when you aren't even looking."

Lola laughed and said, "I think that is the best time to find a man. That is how I found Tig. I wasn't looking for anything more than a summer fling. Every time I say that I found myself wanting to burst into Summer Nights from Grease."

Sara laughed and asked, "Danny Zucko and Sandra Dee?"

"Well, I'd consider Tig and I a little more Kenickie and Rizzo. Actually, we might be a little closer to Sid and Nancy. But I love him," said Lola with a smirk.

"Will wedding bells be ringing for the two of you anytime in the near future?" asked Sara with a grin.

Despite Lola's earlier protests, Sara had known from the beginning that Lola and Tig were something special. As much as neither one of them wanted to admit it - they just clicked.

Lola shook her head. "I don't imagine that Tig and I will ever get married. He's not really the marrying kind. But I knew that all along. It isn't as if it was some sort of great surprise. Besides, I've already been engaged once before, and that didn't get off the ground. I am not really interested in giving it a second try."

Tara walked over to talk to Sara and Lola. Tara smiled at Sara and asked, "So have you and Juice decided where you are going for your honeymoon?"

Sara said, "We are going to stay at a cottage out at Yosemite. I absolutely love nature and Juice is obliging me by going along."

Tara chuckled and said, "He probably figures if you are away from civilization that there will be more sex."

Sara laughed and said, "Well, there won't be much to do other than having sex." Sara smirked mischievously.

Lola laughed. "You devil! It was your plan all along?"

"Well, I have no way of knowing how this trial is going to go. I could be losing my husband for a couple of years. Between now and the start of the trial, I intend to take advantage of him on a daily basis."

There was a knock at the door. "Oh, I am going to get that," said Lola.

She waddled to the door and peered out of the peephole. She smiled seeing the male strippers she'd hired for the party. Lola opened the door and smiled.

"Come in fellas. You can use the guest room down the hall to get changed." Lola showed them to the guest room.

Sara fanned herself slightly and looked at Lola. "You do have good taste in men."

"Only the best for you." said Lola laughing.

The women got settled in preparation for the start of the show and took their seats waiting for the men to get changed.

Sara said, "I will feel strange throwing my money at half-naked men. I've never actually seen a stripper before."

Lola smirked and said, "I won't feel strange at all. I have plenty of small bills so that I can make it rain. Alright Sara. You sit right here front and center."

Sara laughed as she had a seat. "I don't know about front and center. Juice wasn't happy with the idea of strippers."

Lola laughed and said, "Neither was Tig. Chauvinists are what they are. But lovable chauvinists."

After a couple of minutes Lola said, "I am going to go check on the entertainment."

She slipped down the hall and knocked on the bedroom door. "Just let me know when you are ready for me to start the music."

The stripper that went by the name Grande stuck his head out of the door and handed Lola as CD. "You can get the music started."

Lola smiled and said, "Okay."

She took the CD and walked back to the living room and got the music started.

A few moments later Grande came down the hall wearing a fireman's uniform.

"Good Evening Ladies! I hear someone needs me to light their fire!" said Grande. "Where is the bride?"

Tara laughed and pointed at Sara.

Grande smirked and walked over to her as he started dancing.

The party raged on for a couple of hours before Lola went into the kitchen to make up another batch of margaritas. She had been in pain on and off for the last two hours but had largely ignored it. However, while she was standing at the kitchen counter she doubled over in pain.

Lyla realized that Lola had not yet returned with the drinks. She walked into the kitchen and asked, "Do you need a hand with the margaritas?"

Lyla stopped in her tracks seeing Lola clinging to kitchen counter for dear life. She turned and yelled into the living room.

"Tara! Something is wrong with Lola!" Lyla rushed to her side and helped her ease down onto the floor.

The music came to an abrupt stop and the women rushed into the kitchen followed by the strippers.

Tara made it to Lola first. She kneeled on the floor next to Lola and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lola gritted her teeth slightly and said, "Nothing... I just felt a little faint for a moment. That is all. A sharp pain sort of shot through my back for a moment."

Tara gave a concerned look. "How long has your back been hurting?"

Lola said, "Off and on all day really. Why?"

"It could be back labor. Some women experience it. Are the pains very close together?" asked Tara.

"They come and go. I hadn't given any thought to timing it..." said Lola with a groan as a another pain hit her.

Tara said, "Okay first of all let's get you up off of the floor and into the living room. We'll time your pains and if they are in the neighborhood of every five minutes then I will get you to the hospital to be checked out."

Sara walked over and said, "I'll help you get her up."

Chocolate Thunder stepped up from the back of the pack and said "This is only my second job. I am a paramedic the rest of the time. Please let me help."

The 6'3' 200 lb. African-American man walked over and easily lifted Lola from her prone position on the floor. He carried her into the living room and laid her on the couch.

Sara asked, "Lola, where is your cell phone just in case we need to call your OB/GYN?"

Lola struggled to think clearly. "Oh, it is in my purse. And my purse is back in the bedroom." Lola attempted to get comfortable on the couch. "I think all of you are making a fuss about nothing at all. I am fine. I am sure of it." said Lola.

Tara had a seat next to Lola on the couch using her cell phone as a stopwatch. "Well, we are just taking the necessary precautions. I will start timing the next time you feel a pain. So just let me know."

"Oh, but I hate to think that I am ruining Sara's bachelorette party. She should be stuffing dollar bills down Chocolate Thunder's g-string right now," said Lola.

Sara walked back into the room with Lola's purse. "Oh, don't be silly. I've already shoved dollar bills down his g-string. The important thing is making sure that you aren't in labor you silly woman."

Tara said, "I can't believe you didn't mention the pain all night long."

"I thought it was just normal back pain. I am carrying what appears to be a large watermelon on the front of me," said Lola making a face. She frowned at all of the disapproving faces of the women. "Don't look at me like that!"

Gemma chuckled and tried to bring some levity to the situation. "Oh, it could be worse. I went into labor with Jax in the middle of nowhere. No transportation except for the motorcycles. My car was broken down at the moment. He was very nearly delivered by John and Piney."

That brought laughs from all of the women.

"How did you manage to get to the hospital?" asked Tara.

"John went out and stole a truck and drove me to the hospital. The man was nothing if not resourceful in a time of crisis," said Gemma with a smile.

Lola laughed and the cried out in pain. "Ow! Okay. That was a sharp one."

Tara started the stopwatch. "Okay, now we wait until you feel the next pain."

Gemma said, "Tara, can I have a word with you?"

Tara nodded and said, "Sure. Sara, can you keep a watch on Lola and the time?"

Sara nodded and said, "Of course." She accepted the cell phone from Tara and took her seat once she moved.

Tara walked away from the group with Gemma and asked, "What's up?"

"How likely is it that we are going to be making a trip to the hospital tonight?" asked Gemma.

"On a scale of 1 to 10? Probably a 6." said Tara.

Lola groaned in pain across the room.

Tara shook her head and said, "Make that a 9." Tara went back over to Lola.

Gemma took that opportunity to slip away from the group. She fished the pre-pay phone from her purse and walked outside to call Clay.

Clay stood outside of a police station when his cell phone started to ring. He saw that it was the pre-pay and answered.

"Gemma, is everything okay?" He hadn't expected to hear from his wife that night since they had already spoken earlier.

"Not really. There is a very good chance that Lola is in labor. Tara is timing the contractions right now. But Tara seems fairly certain that she is in labor. Do you think Tig can make it back tonight?"

Clay groaned. "Son of a bitch... Bobby is trying to bail Tig and Happy out of jail right now. He got pinched for drunk and disorderly and public nuisance. He'll be in the drunk tank all night if Bobby can't persuade the local sheriff to give him a pass."

"Do I even want to know what happened?" asked Gemma disapprovingly.

Clay laughed and said, "No... no you don't. Trust me. I'll call you back when I know anything for sure. Love you baby."

Gemma said, "Alright. I love you too." Gemma ended the call and shook her head. "Leave it to Tigger..."

Gemma walked back over to the couch. "How are we doing?"

Tara said, "We'd better get her to the hospital just to be on the safe side. If these are contractions, they are around five minutes apart. It is better to get her to the hospital to be checked out."

Lola said, "Sara, get the check for the guys out of my purse to pay them, please."

Sara nodded and said, "Can do."

Sara went through Lola's purse and found the check. She walked over to the guys. "Thank you for the show tonight. " Sara handed the check over to them.

The guys had already gotten dressed figuring that the party was over.

Tara said, "Okay. Lola, do you think you can walk to the car?"

Lola nodded and said, "Sure, the pain has passed for now. I should be good." Lola stood up from the couch. "Oh, I need my purse and I haven't packed a bag for the hospital."

Sara said, "Don't worry about the bag. I'll pack for you and meet you at the hospital."

"Oh, I need to call Tig." said Lola.

Gemma said, "I will handle calling Tigger. You just get to the hospital."

Lola nodded. "Okay." She walked toward the door with Tara before doubling over in pain again. She nearly hit the floor, but Chocolate Thunder had been nearby to catch her.

He said, "I don't think you are in any condition to be walking." He scooped her up into his arms and looked to Tara. "You can show me the way to the car?"

Tara grabbed her own purse and said, "Of course. Thank you." Tara walked out of the house and showed him the way to her Cutlass.

Soon Lola was situated in the car and Tara was driving off toward the hospital.

Meanwhile...
Clay stood outside Tig's cell in Eureka. He said, "I just got off the phone with Gemma. They are having to take Lola to the hospital because she is in labor."

Tig was stretched out on the rock hard cot but shot up hearing that Lola was in labor. He sat there and just started laughing. He shook his head. "This morning she threatened to smother me in my sleep if I was gone when she gave birth," said Tig laughing harder. Tig's face was bruised and battered like he'd been in one hell of a fight.

Clay quirked an eyebrow at him and then shook his head. "Sounds like your kind of woman. I guess you'll have to be sleeping with one eye open for awhile."

Tig shook his head and smirked, "She said she'd drug me with muscle relaxers first." He chuckled and laid back on the cot shaking his head.

Clay chuckled and said, "Bobby is trying to grease some palms to get you out of here. But even if he does, it is already midnight. We won't make it back to Charming til the wee hours of the morning. 6 or 7:00. I am going to go see if I can help move this along any..."

An hour later the sheriff's deputy walked to Tig's cell and unlocked the cage. "You are free to go Mr. Trager. You can pick up your property at the front desk."

Tig stood up and walked out of the cell. "Thanks."

He followed the deputy out to the front desk to collect his property and headed outside where the rest of the guys were waiting.

Clay chuckled at him. "We need to get some coffee in you before we can try heading back to Charming. There is a diner not far away."

Five hours later Tig and the rest of the guys arrived at the hospital. Gemma spotted Tig and waved them over.

Clay walked over and hugged Gemma. "Mornin', Baby."

Gemma smiled at him and said, "Morning."

Tig walked over to Gemma and asked, "How is she? Did she already...?"

Gemma said, "Lola is doing good. She is resting right now."

Gemma smiled and nodded. "Congratulations, Tigger..."

"When?" asked Tig a little stunned.

"A.J. came into the world at 3:35 and Sofia arrived at 3:50," said Gemma.

"Are they okay? I mean being early...?" asked Tig trying not to sound worried but he was.

"They are fine, Tig. They are in Lola's room with her. I'll show you to her room."

Gemma led the way back to Lola's room and opened the door. Sara was half asleep in the chair next to Lola's bed, and Lola was fast asleep in the bed. Gemma left the room.

Sara woke up hearing the door close. She smiled seeing Tig. "Lola is going to be excited to see you when she wakes up. Here have a seat. Is Juice here?"

Tig nodded and said, "He's out in the waiting room with the rest of the guys."

Sara said, "I am going to go see him."

Sara walked out of the room and went to the waiting room. She smiled seeing Juice. "Good morning, baby," said Sara with a smile.

Juice quirked an eyebrow at her attire. Sara was wearing a black leather skirt and a gold shimmery halter top. He stood up and walked over to her. "Interesting outfit..." he kissed her softly.

Sara chuckled and hugged him tightly. "Well, we came straight here from the party. There wasn't time to change into something else. I am so glad that all of you made it here safely. I was worried about all of you drive along those roads at night."

Juice smiled and said, "It wasn't that bad and we actually made really good time. I heard you were in the delivery room. How was that?"

Sara laughed and said, "Life altering. It was the most wonderful and horrible thing I've ever witnessed all at the same time. "

"So what did Lola name the babies?" asked Juice.

"Cristian Alexander. But she has settled on calling him A.J. and Sofia. They are the cuties babies ever. How was your night?"

Juice chuckled and said, "It was fine before Tig and Happy got arrested. That is a story that I will have to tell you later. We were pretty much trying to get them out of jail out at that point. But for a couple of hours it was fun."

"I am sorry that your bachelor party was cut short," said Sara trying to bite back a laugh.

He laughed and said, "Are you laughing?"

"No... no... well, maybe. Yes," said Sara laughing harder.

Lola woke up and looked over for Sara but instead saw Tig sitting next to her bed holding A.J. She smiled at him groggily and said, "You do know that I am going to kick your ass when I get out of this hospital bed."

Tig chuckled and moved so he was sitting on the side of her bed. Tig cradled their son in his arms. "I'll let you get in a couple of shots. I deserve it. In my defense I was in jail when I first found out..."

Lola laughed and said, "Yeah, Gemma told me. Did you make any friends named Bubba?"

Tig pointed at her and said, "That isn't funny." He was quiet a minute. "I'm sorry..."

She laughed a little and said "Don't be. It was fuckin' horrible. I don't want you seeing me that way."

"What? They wrecked you on the way out?" asked Tig laughing. "I'll still want to hit it."

Lola shook her head and laughed. "Why do I love you? You are sick. No, I was sort of like the exorcist. I called Sara a fucking bitch when she told me to just breathe. That was before I got my drugs though. After that I was fairly pleasant."

There was a faint whimper from across the room.

Tig said, "Here, I'll go get Sofia." He gently passed A.J. off to Lola and then walked over picking up Sofia. Tig walked back over and had a seat on Lola's bed holding Sofia. "They're beautiful, Lola."

Lola laughed softly and said, "Yeah, we've got pretty good genes."

Tig spied some flowers on the bedside table. "The girls get those for you?"

Lola laughed and said, "No... actually Chocolate Thunder, Grande, and Magic Stick bought those. Well, Cedric, Anthony, and Drake..." Lola laughed at the expression on Tig's face. "Love you..."