Author Notes: Because the next book deals with the kids of Lynn and Rose it will have it's own part to it. :D

Five months later, In Lynn and Quirrell's room-

Lynn hadn't been sleeping well the last few nights. She'd toss and she'd turn but despite how tired she felt, sleep was just out of reach. If she hadn't been so tired she'd go see Rev to let her sleep, but for the last few days she hadn't had the strength to get out of her comfortable bed.

Lynn sighed turning over to face Quirrell whom wasn't quietly sleeping like she thought he was, but instead was watching her half-awake. He smiled softly, kissing her sweaty forehead.

"I love you," he whispered.

I love yo-" Lynn paused, gasping slightly, and then murmured, "Quirrell?"

"Yes?" He asked.

"I think we need to go to the hospital."

"What? Now?" Quirrell asked jumping out of bed, helping Lynn out. He left her by the door as he rushed to Rose and Voldemort's room looking rather terrified. "BABY TIME!"

"It's not my turn..." Tom rolled over, only to be shoved then stepped on when Rose catapulted out of bed.

"Tom, stay here with Volderrell." She pulled on her cloak.

"ow, what?" Tom rubbed his stomach, "Hey!"

Rose grabbed Quirrell's arm and hurtled to Lynn. "Talk to you later, sweetheart."

"Wish us luck," Quirrell looking pale as they left Rose's and Tom's room and rushed over to where Lynn was leaned up against the wall, sitting down.

"I don't think I'm ready." She murmured, her hands resting on her stomach.

"Ready or not," Quirrell replied kissing her forehead. "It will be okay. I'm here."

Rose knelt next to Lynn, her face paling, "We may have a problem."

"What kind of problem?" Quirrell asked and Lynn groaned, "I don't like problems, Rose."

Rose plucked Lynn's pj's, they were scarlet with blood, "Don't panic, but I think we'll have to do this here. You seem to be hemorrhaging. Lynn, don't panic, this just means that we can't go to the hospital without the baby being born on the way."

"Oh joy..." Lynn said, placid. "No meds. . ."

Quirrell, however, wasn't as calm. "What!"

"Quirinius, go in your room and strip the bed, then get Tom down here. Come on, Lynn." Rose pulled her robe off and rolled up her sleeves, her wand behind her ear, ready for use. She bent down and started to hoist Lynn up.

Quirrell nodded, running down the stairs to his room quickly doing what he was told. It was only when he had went back to get Tom did he start really freaking out. "TOM! T-T-Tom, w-we ne-need yo-you."

Tom pulled himself out from under the covers, "Why are you still here? You're supposed to be...What's going on?"

"W-we can't g-go to the hos-hospital..." Quirrell was shaking, "T-T-To-Tom pl-pl-plea-please we n-n-need you ri-right now. Rose sa-said. I-I'm sc-scared Tom. Ly-Lynn's..." He burst into tears.

"Shit." Tom pulled on a pair of jeans, grabbed Quirrell, and ran back down the stairs. "Alright, Rosey, tell me what you need."

"Towels. Bring me all the towels in the fuckin' house." Rose called from the bedroom, "I'd hate to ruin this mattress. Lynn breath, you're doing fine. Oh, and Tom keep Quirinius out of here."

"Right, Quirrell, stay here." Tom took off toward the bathroom, he stopped and looked at his friend who had collapsed against the wall looking like he was going to start crying again, "Don't worry, I know that's basically impossible, but Rose knows what she's doing." He ran out of the hallway and didn't return for several seconds with an armful of towels.

"Here," Tom opened the door and handed Rose the towels, then he closed the door and sat on the floor. "And now we wait."

There were 'birth noises' (screams, swears... You know typical labor stuff) coming from the room. "It's alright, Lynn. Push, that's it." Rose sounded unbelievably calm.

Quirrell ran his shaking fingers through his hair. "D-Do you th-th-think she'll b-be o-o-okay?" He asked in a shaky whisper to Tom.

Tom looked at him. "Uh, well, I don't know, I did faint during my own son's birth, so-" Tom stopped, seeing how this was not helping. "I'm sure everything will be fine. Rose is so damn calm, I don't know how she does it, she's so serious. Even normally."

"I wish I was with Lynn," Quirrell murmured dropping his head, "I don't like waiting."

"Dude, you know you'd just be in the way, I mean, look how much help I was. Rose wasn't on any meds and I was out, and she still did fine." Tom put his hand on Quirrell's head.

"I still hate waiting," Quirrell murmured.

Several Hours Later-

Rose opened the door slowly, "Hey, you awake?" she asked Quirrell and Tom, guess which one was woken up by her voice. Quirrell shot up, watching her anxiously.

"How's Lynn?" was the first question out of his mouth. Quirrell gulped nervously, "How's the baby?"

"Well, Lynn's fine." Rose stood calmly watching him. Tom stood up slowly. "The babies too."

"B-b-babies?" Quirrell said with a squeak.

"Yes, Quirinius, two perfectly healthy, beautiful baby girls." Rose smiled moving to one side to let him pass. Tom smiled, though stunned as he was, he was happy everything was okay.

Quirrell walked inside and Lynn smiled sleepily from their bed holding two small bundles in her arms. "I didn't scare you did I?" She asked her voice rather raw sounding.

"A little," Quirrell said slowly walking up to her and carefully taking one of the baby girls. He looked at the sleeping baby in his arms and then looked over at the one Lynn was holding. "Twins... Lynn, they're so beautiful. You're beautiful..."

Lynn smiled, "You're quite the looker yourself, Quirinius." She looked down at the baby in her arms. "Could you ask Rose to- ah, I dunno... I'm tired."

Quirrell nodded and handed the baby back to her, kissed her forehead, and made for the door. He slipped out and there was Rose, sobbing into Tom's chest. Tom looked up at Quirrell, "Not as calm as we thought."

"Apparently not," Quirrell said softly and after a minute said. "Lynn's doing good. She's tired..."

"That's good." Tom gently smoothed down Rose's hair, talking over her sobs. "So, what'd you want? Did you name them?"

"Lynn asked for Rose," Quirrell murmured, "Probably to put the twins in a crib so she can sleep... As for names... No, not yet."

"Mm, well we can put the twins down in Volderrell's nursery, for now until we get more stuff. I don't think Rose is up to helping right now." Tom gently nudged Rose to the floor and led the way into the room.

Lynn tilted her head up seeing the boys. "I'm such a bother today." she whispered. A hint of a smile crossed her face as she leaned her head back down shivering slightly.

"You aren't a bother," Quirrell said kissing her forehead before picking up one of the twins and putting her carefully into Tom's awaiting arms. He reached back grabbing the second baby.

"Promise?" she asked her eyes closing as Quirrell pulled away.

Quirrell smiled softly and whispered. "Yes." He turned to face Tom the smile on his face quickly turning to a frown. His face paled and he began to shake.

Passing hovering behind Tom. "Hello boys."

"What are you doing here?" Quirrell asked watching as Passing's gold eyes flashed as she looked at the child in Quirrell's arms and then the Lynn. Passing replied with indifference. "Business."

Tom fainted, hitting the floor with a thump.

Passing sighed as the baby in Tom's arms wailed. She scooped up the child looking it over before murmuring, "If he keeps that up and I'll really have business."

"Y- You mean y-your not here t-to-" Quirrell asked as Passing hummed softly to the baby i she was holding. She looked up, "No."

"B-but you s-s-said you had b-business."

"Ah, Passing, so nice of you to come." Rose popped her head out the door. "Did you bring anyone else?" She scanned the hallway. "Quirinius, take a breath, you're shaking."

"B-but." Quirrell looked rather terrified.

"Breath boy, you'll wake the little ones. I do have business, but it is the family kind.," Passing said, to Quirrell before looking over at Rose. "Rev is downstairs. She left something here and couldn't make it up the stairs so asked me to retrieve it. I would have sent Aetas but he was busy with a time-turner, Vega and Kaleo wouldn't be able to convey what they were looking for, Isis's too young to know what to look for and would no doubt be found eating anything she could get her hands on, and Elin is off... doing who knows what."

"I see, well make sure you tell everyone that all is well." Rose nodded.

"Well, I almost had to do my job since someone fainted while holding this little gal," Passing said rolling her eyes nodding over at Tom's fallen form. "Not to worry, Quininus Quirrell, the baby is fine." Passing said to Quirrell whom fell back against the wall with the other girl still sleeping peacefully in his arms.

"He did what?" Rose rushed over and started smacking Tom across the face, "Wake up, you cretin!"

"Ow, ow, I'm already awake, woman!" Tom raised his arms to defend himself.

"You fiend," Quirrell said.

"I'd agree, poor little baby," Passing said tsking, her gold eyes turning on Tom.

"Oh, right, cause I did that on purpose!" Tom shoved at Rose and stood up. "Geez, she scared me alright. And you, no one died, what are you doing here?"

"You so sure?" Passing asked sounding rather amused, "As I recall you passed out."

Quirrell looked concerned and Passing looked over at him winking before looking back over at Tom.

"Passed out, not dead. There is a difference, dammit!" Tom blinked, "Oh my Rawling, I dropped the baby!"

"Babies are very delicate, you know." Passing said softly, running her free hand across the exposed arm of the baby she was holding. "Doesn't take much..."

Tom grabbed Quirrell's pant leg, "I'm sorry, Quirinius! I didn't MEAN to!"

"You dropped 'er though." Quirrell said looking down at his friend.

"NOOO! I didn't mean it! This is almost as bad as when I found out I go bald!" Tom was carrying on for a while.

Passing shook her head while looking over at Rose.

"Almost as bad?" Quirrell asked, rolling his eyes. "That means so much, Tom. Lynn love to hear about that when she wakes. You can explain it to her."

"Uh, okay, maybe a little more than 'almost'..." Tom slumped.

"Okay, you guys you've had your fun. Lay off." Rose said and Tom scooted over to wrap his arms around her legs, looking dejectedly at Passing and Quirrell.

"Sorry, Rose, couldn't help myself," Passing said, chuckling.

"It's alright, Tom, everyone's fine." Quirrell said, as Passing glided across the room and opened up a drawer searching through it.

"Ah ha," She said after a moment pulling out a strange shaped stone, "Here we go." Passing pocketed the item in question.

"Good, so what are the babies names?" Tom looked up from the floor.

Rose smiled, "Well, Lynn chose Anna Fate and Emma Rose."

"That's perfect..." Quirrell said with a smile

"I'm flattered," Passing said, passing the little baby into Rose's arms, "I'd love to stay and chat but, I best be off. See you all later. And congrats, Quinius Quirrell." She walked out of the door as silently as she arrived.

"Let's go put them in a crib, shall we?" Rose said and Quirrell nodded following her. Rose put the small bundle in the crib and Quirrell put the little girl he had in his arms down next to her sister.

It was perfect.