Hi everyone! First of all, I want to thank all of my reviewers for chapter 2, brebreisme, princesstillydoo, FerretMan, and pepper66. You guys are awesome! Even though I wanted a few more reviews, I'll make do. Ohhhhh, just one thing. In chapter one, the boy twin's name is TALON. I was really tired and kept typing Falcon. But Talon is the correct name. I'm done now.

Fang's POV

Just as Max and I were saying goodnight to the kids, we heard a scream. And not just any scream.

This was someone screaming bloody murder. Max shot a look at me as we bolted down the stairs. Iggy was standing in the kitchen, wide eyed next to a withering Ella. Iggy was breathing shallowly, trying to figure out how to comfort Ella. Max quickly went over to Ella and grasped one of her hands.

"Ella, I'm really sorry I have to do this, but when Dr. Carlisle gave me the pain killers, it helped a ton…" Max soothed Ella, while pulling an injector from somewhere inside her sweater. Why did Max have a injector with her? That's not normal is it? Max gently slid the tip into Ella's vein at her elbow. Ella gasped before becoming more relaxed and almost dazed. Max looked up at the helpless Iggy and I.

"Ig, call the hospital. Tell them we'll be there in 5. Fang, help me carry Ella." Before Iggy could protest, Max cut him off. "Fang's bigger than you, he'll be more help carrying Ella. Meet us there as soon as you can." Iggy scowled, but obeyed the leader, just like old times.

Max and I quickly grabbed Ella under each of her arms, and did a running take off in the front yard. Ella was still in a daze, and didn't complain until we touched ground at the hospital. And even then, it was just a small "umph." Of complaint at the rough landing.

"How much of that stuff did you give her Max?" I stared skeptically at my wife.

"Umm…all of it?" Thanks for clearing that all up.

"And how much would that be?" I prodded.

"Probably about three times the amount she should have gotten." Max avoided eye contact with me as she said this. We were met by Carlisle at the door of the hospital.

"How long?" He looked at Max expectantly.

"Twenty minutes? Less probably." Max had to start jogging to keep up with the wheelchair Carlisle was pushing Ella on. I followed close behind, feeling extremely insignificant.

"She's due in a week?"

"Yeah."

"What did you give her?" Carlisle looked at Max, almost smiling.

"Umm…justsomepainkillers." Max blurted out.

"Oh. Painkillers. I see. I'm assuming you overdosed her?"

"Yeah, kinda."

"Why?"

"I remembered how much having twins hurt." Max looked at the ground sheepishly. Dr. Carlisle chuckled.

"She'll be fine, just a little bit tipsy-topsy for the next few hours. Which by then, the triplets should have been born." Dr. Carlisle wheeled Ella into the delivery room. Max hesitated outside the door. I knew she didn't like seeing other people in pain.

Just then Iggy arrived, looking flustered and saving Max from going in with Ella. I gently pulled Max over to the waiting room, where we waited for her nieces and nephews to be born.

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