Here is the second to last chapter. The next will be an epilogue.

I was bored; no tick that, beyond bored. Shortly after confirming that I was expecting triplets and not twins I had been put on bed rest. I was allowed to go to the library, my office, the bedroom and the bathroom. I was only allowed to go to the infirmary for my now weekly appointments. Since I found out I was pregnant Will had moved completely into my room within a month declaring he wanted to be with me for everything. I had refused to completely stop working so now I did paperwork, which was the extent of what I was allowed to do besides walk to the bathroom; I wasn't even supposed to go to the kitchen.

Two weeks into my new found restrictions and I had had Henry and Will move my now frequently played piano back into our rooms so that I could play as I was often finished with most of the paperwork by two or three in the afternoon. So here I sat on a beautiful spring day inside playing the piano and reading a biology volume at the same time because I was bored. The volume was perched where the music sheets should have been sitting but I didn't need them. I had memorized every piece of sheet music I owned and had ordered more in the weeks that I was on restriction due to the high risk nature of carrying triplets. I memorized those too.

Turning the page on the biology book and continuing the notes to a piano cover of an Evanescence song I began to wonder (as I had every day for the past two weeks) if I was going to go into labour or if Kate was going to go into labour. We had both made it to term which was surprising in itself. Most women who carried multiples were early and about half the women during their first pregnancy were early as well. Our shared due date was in two days and it didn't look like either of us were going to hold that date.

I was doing my best to waddle out of the bathroom and back to the couch to my book when Will ran in. "Kate's having the baby she immediately asked for you, do you want to go?" he asked eyeing me as I put a hand to my back rubbing a sore spot. I smiled at how fidgety he was being.

"Of course I'll go I should start now, I may make it before she has to push." I joked waddling my way around the furniture Will and I made our way down to the infirmary level slowly. "You know Will darling as much as I love you, I'm NOT having multiples again if I can help it." I said as the pain in my back intensified a little. The lift doors opened and I heard screaming coming from the infirmary, obviously Kate was trying to avoid any medication at this point.

I waddled through the doors to find Kate glaring at Henry. "Henry, why don't you wait outside with Will, I'll look after Kate." I said quickly before Kate could speak again. Henry looked at me and nodded heading out of the room to sit outside with Will.

The hours ticked by and Kate progressed at a normal rate. I was sitting by her bed holding her hand and rubbing her back, coaching her. We had planned this because neither of the men were going to be able to handle it without losing their heads which we didn't need. I had to swap hands frequently because Kate kept cutting off the circulation. 'Wow I don't remember squeezing hands this much.' I thought to myself. I was remembering or rather, trying to remember, the 26 hours of labour with Ashley; however I was in a daze mostly. I remember the first contraction and my water breaking. I remember yelling at James and walking, a lot. I wanted quiet and just let the natural process take place, time was not something I had cared about. I wondered if I would be so lucky as to deliver at least two of the babies without a cesarean section, Ally and I both know that it would depend on the force of my uterine contractions.

I sat Kate up and began to help her down, explaining that walking would speed the process up she nodded in agreement.

Twelve hours Later

"Kate darling, you have to push just one more time and your beautiful baby will be here, just push when you're ready." I told her. The only voice she was listening to and not screaming at was mine. Ally was ready for the baby and so was I but it depended on Kate and her body. Her grip on my hand tightened again as she bore down for the last time. I watched Ally clean out the airways and the little boy cried. 'What a set of lungs he looks just like Henry.' I thought smiling. I have a grandson. Wow, now I actually get to spoil him. I smiled at Kate who was now beside herself with excitement. I excused myself and ignoring the tears of happiness, waddled through the infirmary doors.

"Henry, go on in and see your son."His smile lit up the whole corridor as he walked toward me. I hugged him then turned to watch him go through the doors. I turned to Will who was grinning from ear to ear. He looked like a child on Christmas morning.

"If this is what being an uncle feels like, I can't wait to be a dad." He grinned. I waddled over to him and pulled him into a hug. He hugged me back and started kissing my neck.

"Mmm, Will kissing my neck got us into this predicament and I'm afraid I'm not cleared for this activity until these little ones are six weeks old love." While regular sex happened during the earlier months of my pregnancy, I had progressed far enough that sex was not safe, no matter how bad I wanted it. At two centimeters dilated I was under instruction of no 'strenuous' activity as it could break my water or cause contractions. I was seriously considering inducing labor with sex. At least it was more fun.

"I know darling, I was thinking get you excited so we could have our little ones here faster." He pulled back and smirked at me. I smiled and kissed him because it was all we were going to get. Ally came through the doors looking happy and carrying fetal monitors. The moment was crushed.

"Ally what are you doing with the fetal monitors?" I asked her looking around for another pregnant woman who was in labor, I didn't find one. She smiled and motioned for me to lift my shirt. When I did she placed the monitors over my very large tummy.

"Helen, I'm outing them on the other woman in labor." I looked at her then at Will. I felt the color drain from my face.

"What, labor, I'm not in lab…" I stopped mid-sentence as I felt a familiar wetness pool around my feet. The pain in my back intensified. I face palmed. "I should have considered back labor." I groaned. I honestly hadn't thought I could be in labor my back only hurt a little more than normal. I turned to look at Will who was grinning triumphantly., and Ally who was the new Cheshire cat.

"Helen, there are reasons kissing and sex are good for pregnancy, like a well loved cervix, and the kissing helps the body prepare. I talked to Will and figured that with the looks you have on your face every hour on the hour, a heated kiss or stimulation would help you move along and I was right." Ally grinned and pointed her finger back to the infirmary doors. I glared and waddled my way to infirmary.

18 hours later

I didn't care about anything really. Walking, I cared about walking and the hand that was rubbing those soothing circles on my back. Those were good things. I liked the quiet I wanted, no needed it quiet. I felt the person beside me change. Replace with smaller hands. That's all I knew. Occasionally I would be given something to drink. My life at the moment was all about the pain and the pressure I needed to do something I could feel it.

I looked around the room and noticed that a bed had been lowered to the floor and at some point the birthing sling had been set up. I looked at the person at my side and realized it was Kate. I liked Kate, she was good I needed her but she was supposed to be resting, she'd just had a baby.

"Kate… you should….be..resting.." I groaned out. She looked at me and shook her head. I looked at her confused.

"Honey, I had Gregory yesterday, you've been in labor for eighteen hours." She looked at me. I looked back at her through the pain and then over to the bed on the floor where Will was waiting patiently with Ally. I started to make my way there. Pain was not going to overwhelm me but I had to get down. Making it to the bed I was helped down and was trying to find the most comfortable position to push.

Everything was a blur I pushed twice and a little girl was born. I smiled and then I felt the urge to bear down again. Three times more and another little girl left my body. I felt better after that. I was almost free. There was more time to rest. I reached down around my belly something was supposed to be there, a hand guided mine. I bore down again and felt a head pushing its way into my hand. I pushed again and there it was I could feel the head through the ring of fire at my centre. Another push and she was born, another little girl. They were here. I stayed on the floor propped against Will smiling and crying. I held each girl and knew everything went well and the sounds of crying started to register in my mind. Everything was perfect now. I let myself drift into sleep.

I know, not likely that Helen would have such an easy birth with multiples but it is possible. So I was lazy and nothing went wrong. I like it when births go according to plan, It is so much easier. This is the last chapter unless you want an epilogue. Review and let me know.

Andria