Authors note: Thanks for all the reviews guys! means a lot! and now, it's time for the little babies to be born! yay! :D

I can't sleep. It's impossible. The contractions are getting worse and more frequent, and the kids are literally due in a few days. Mal and I already have our overnight bags packed, and My mom and sister, and even my dad, are in a hotel near the hospital so they can be there when the kids are born. I tried to lay down, and at least close my eyes for a while. I glanced at my clock, 10:03 pm. Damn. I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep.

I woke up and looked at the clock once again. It was 3:07 now. And the bed was wet. Wait, the bed was wet?!

" Mal, wake up!" I whisper to him, shaking him awake.

" Hmm? what's up?" he asks in his sexy sleepy voice.

" I think my water broke..." That definitely woke him up.

" What? Okay okay, um, I'll grab the bags, you get in the car and we'll get the hospital okay?" he commands, obviously excited.

I do what he says, and waddle out of the room, passing the nursery on the way. Pausing for a moment, I look into the nursery. We did it when I was five months pregnant, after finding out we were having twins. the walls are a beige neutral color, and the cribs are white. Near the corner of the room, was a legit mountain of toys. Teddy bears, dolls, so many toys for the kids. They are definitely going to be spoiled. I smiled, realizing that when we came back home, the kids will be in this presently empty nursery. A sharp contraction brought me back to reality, and I continued out to the car, waiting for Mal. While he was coming out the front door, locking it behind him, I was attacked my another contraction. Holy shit, this one really hurt. I took out my phone and called Neha. After a few rings I heard Neha's cheery voice. God does she ever sleep?

" Hey sis!"

" Neha! Hey, tell mom and dad to meet Mal and I at the hospital, my water broke."

" OH MY GOD!" she squeals into the phone. " Okay, I'll wake them up!"

" Okay, love you, see you soon!" I say as I hang up the phone.

" You ready?" Mal asks me as he slides in next to me.

" As I'll ever be." I reply back.

" Oh, so did you pick an official name yet?"

"Yup."

" And the winners are ?" he jokes.

" Ariana Isabel Fallon, and Bradley Charles Fallon." I say.

" I love them. And I love you."

We pulled into the hospital, and almost immediately I was taken to a room in the maternity ward. Within a few minutes, a doctor showed up, to check my progress.

" It seems to be that you are 5 cm dilated, and are in the second stage of labor. You still have time until its time for the baby to actually be born, so I'll be back in an hour to check your progress, all right?"

I nod okay, and she leaves the room.

Within ten minutes, the pain in my abdomen has intensified by at least 30%.

Poor Mal was trying to make the pain go away at least a bit by running my back, but it wasn't that effective.

Suddenly, I heard the door open. And I heard my mothers voice. Thank God. She's been through this twice.

" Natara sweetheart! Neha woke us up and told us you're in labor! Thats great!"

" Yeah, if you're not the one in extreme pain..." I retorted sarcastically, the hormones still apparently working.

" Awee sweetie. " She walks over to my bed, and starts to massage my head. I know it sounds weird, but whenever I was stressed out when I was little, my mom used to gently rake her fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp and it always calmed me down. I didn't even realize she remembered that.

" Hey sis ! Dad went to Dunkin Donuts because he was really sleepy and needed coffee, he'll be here in.. Oh, there he is." Exclaimed Neha.

"Hey Nattie." I smile as he says my childhood nick name.

"Hey Daddy." I respond back.

" How's it feeling?"

" Like my stomach just got stabbed a million times every time there's a contraction."

" Awee honey." Mal cut in.

" Well believe me, after all the pain, the most rewarding feeling is being able to hear them cry after being born." cut in my mom. She smiled, probably remembering when me and Neha were born.

Suddenly another sharp contraction cut into my stomach, and I nearly bend over in pain. I gasp and grasp the bed rail, my knuckles turning white. I shut my eyes trying to block out the pain. I've been through pain before. I've been shot, stabbed, cut, but it was nothing compared to this.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, the contraction stopped. I laid back down and tried to relax again.

The next thing I know, two hours have already flown by. Along with several painful contractions. And tons of random conversations.

Doctor Hart came in to check my progress.

" Okay, now you are 9 cm dilated, putting you in Stage three of labor. After this, is when the actual birthing phase kicks in. All right? If you feel the need to push, simply press that blue button next to the bed, okay?"

" Okay." I replied.

He said something to Mal, Anita, Raj, and Neha, something I didn't catch, but they nodded in agreement.

With that, the doctor left the room. Mal came over to me to tell me what he said.

" Basically he said, that the contractions will be the worst and more intense in this phase, and you might throw up. But, it is the quickest phase and it probably will only take a few more minutes until you have to start pushing. All right?"

I nodded feebly, and then a wave of nausea came over me.

" Um about the vomiting?..." I trail off, and Mal sees the look on my face and grabs a trash can. I make good use of the trash can, as I throw up basically everything I've eaten in the past two days. Well, it felt that way anyway.

"Thanks..." I mumble, as a sudden contraction hits me again. Holy shit, once these kids are old enough to be grounded, I'm grounding them for causing me this much pain.

A few minutes passed, and then I suddenly felt some pressure down there.

" Uhm, Mal, I think... it's-"

"Show time?"

"Yeah."

He presses the blue botton and within a few minutes, was here.

" 10 cm dilated, okay you ready?" she asked me.

" As I'll ever be." I responded.

" On three, start pushing, Allright? One, two, three..."

Ten painful minutes later, I heard, 'Okay almost there, one more push.'

Uhg. Are you kidding me?

I pushed as much as I could, and then I heard " it's a girl."

But wait, something wasn't right. Shouldn't I hear crying? I glanced at the clock. It was 6:08 am, and the second hand seemed to stop. Everything seemed to stop. But then, after I saw them clear her throat, and nose, and then I heard the perfect sound of her crying. I couldn't stop smiling. Even in the pain I was in, hearing Ariana cry was the most beautiful thing in the world.

8 minutes later, I heard the sweet sound of Bradley's crying as well.

I couldn't believe it, I was a mom.

I looked up into the faces of Mom, Dad, Mal, and Neha, and it all said the same.

" I'm a grandma, I'm a granddad. I'm a father. I'm an aunt. "

And my life, is now perfect.

AUTHORS NOTE: There's one more chapter and then an epilogue! I just wanted to update the story!

:D

yay they were born.