In This Moment

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ROB

I jerked awake from my sleep. I was sitting in a waiting room chair. I had been kicked out of my wife's hospital room. The boy's were in the nursery, and I had spent most of last night with them.

I couldn't stop thinking about Kristen. The last time anyone talked to me, or I had seen her was during the birth. Her bleeding had been too severe, so they had to take her into surgery. Her last words haunted me. "I don't want to die"

I remembered the pinging of the flat heart monitor, and her eyes slowly fluttering closed. Her mom. dad, and brother were just as nervous as I had been. Cameron came and sat down next to me, and put his arm around me. "If I know my sister at all, I know that she's strong, and that she'll come through for you, those boys, and Lily." He reassured me.

I looked at him, and he nodded. "Thanks."

"No problem." He said casually. "So, you're not scared?" I asked, stunned.

"No." He replied simply. "She won't give up that easily. She's a fighter. She'll kick and scream her way into anything." He said, laughing.

I chuckled, and looked over to Laura, who just looked completely distraught. She was leaning against Jim.

I got up, and walked and sat next to Laura. We were all just completely lost.

"What happened?" Laura asked quietly.

I looked warily at her, wanting to know if se really wanted to hear what happened to her daughter from me.

"She gave birth to two beautiful boys." I said, already choking up.

"She seemed to be drifting. She said to me 'I'm scared, I don't want to die" At that, Laura seemed to loose all her breath.

"After that, the heart monitor went flat, and I was pushed out the door." I finished.

A few minutes passed after that, and since then, the doctor had come to talk to us. "How is she?" We all rushed.

"Well, she stopped hemeroging , so we were forced to do a semi-hysterectomy." I looked at the doctor confused.

" A semi-hysterectomy? What does that mean?" I asked, rushed.

"We had to remove half of her uterus, which would in time make it extremely difficult to reproduce. If you ever wanted more children, I'd say that it would be close to impossible, not impossible."

"What does that mean for my daughter?" Jim asked.

"Well, her heart stopped, but we were able to revive her." I saw Laura and Cameron sigh in relief.

I myself, not so much. "Will she ever be able to reproduce again?"

"Well, if you ever wanted to, then I suppose you could try, but I've done these procedures in the past. Few have been able to conceive, and others had no such luck. Your wife's uterus is not completely large enough to hold a baby for nine months, and would have to force us to deliver the child prematurely, and if the child did survive, we would have to keep it under our supervision for the full nine months, which would mean holding the baby here for three months." Did Kristen want more kids? Oh god, how was I going to tell her this.

"But other then that, she'll be fine?" Cameron asked.

The doctor nodded. "Other than that, she will be fine." He smiled.

How could everyone be okay with this but me? Was it because I was her husband, and this was something that was a family matter? Or was it because her parents and brother didn't like the fact that we have children together? My mind quickly ran to the boys. They didn't even have names.

"Can I see her?" I asked.

The doctor nodded, and pointed to her room. I started walking.

KRISTEN

I was tearing at the hospital band. I wanted the fucking thing off. How could this be happening? I couldn't have anymore children? Why does this have to happen to me? "FUCK!" I shouted.

I heard the door creak open, and automatically knowing who It was, I shut my eyes tightly. I didn't want to face him, I didn't want to see the disappointment in his eyes that I was no longer able to bear anymore of his children.

"Hey, you're up." He said quietly.

I crossed my arms over my chest, and wiped a tear that was streaming down my face. "Yea." I replied solemnly.

"Baby, this isn't you're fault." He said as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"How could you say that? It is my fault that I can't carry anymore children."

He grabbed my arm forcefully, causing me yo yelp. "LOOK AT ME!" He shouted.

I slowly fixated my eyes upon his. "None of this is your fault! Baby, you just had two, beautiful little boys, and you're moping." He scolded. "You're a hypocrite" He accused.

"Excuse me?!" I yelled.

"You sit here moping about how you can't have another baby when you have three of them, that depend on you! You think that's fair!?"

I shut my eyes tightly, and shook my head. "No." I said.

"Good. Because we have two son's, and a daughter that need you."

I smiled over at him, and brought his lips to mine. "I love you."

"I love you too baby." He smiled.

"Can I see them?" I asked.

He nodded. "I'll be right back."

A few minutes later, Rob walked back in with two babies dressed in white onesie with small trucks on them with light blue hats. I smiled through the tears as my husband walked more into the room with our two baby boy's.

He sat down in the chair next to the bed, and I gently took one from his arms. "Liam Dean Pattinson." I whispered.

"What was that, love?" Rob asked.

"His name. Liam Dean." I said louder.

I looked up to him, and watched as he stared intently at me. "I love it." He smiled.

I looked to the other little boy in his arms. I put my hand on him, and smiled as he cooed, and waved his small hands in the air. Liam was taking short, shallow, frantic breaths.

"I like Adam." He said.

I smiled, "Me too." I agreed.

"Adam Phillip Pattinson." He finished.

I giggled, and looked back down to Liam. "Hi monkey." I said cheerfully.

He smiled at me, and I tickled his small stomach.

Rob chuckled, and I held out my other arm to take Adam. Rob gently placed him in my other arm. "Hi Adam. My two monkeys." I smiled.

Liam waved his hand around, and hit Adam in the nose lightly. Adam still had his eyes closed, so when Liam's fist made contact with his small nose, he flinched. "Ooh." I said as Rob gently ran his thumb over Adam's nose.

I looked at my two perfect babies, and thought about how my life would be without them, Lily, nor Rob. I would probably still be with Michael, forcing myself to believe that I wanted him. But that wasn't the case. I had married my co-star, after falling madly in love with him, and having three kids with him. But was three enough? I heard what the doctor had to say. He said that if I could conceive that there was a slight chance of having a full-term pregnancy, but with weekly doctor visits, and multiple medication doses.

"Do you want more kids, Rob?" I asked.

"Kristen! You just had twins! And I wouldn't risk you for anything." He said with a slight smile.

"No, really." I said seriously.

"Well…I don't know, maybe." He said.

I nodded, and looked back down to the two boys in my arms. You could tell the two apart. Liam had a small beauty mark on his left cheek. Adam didn't have any beauty marks on his face, though his nose was sculpted more like Rob's. It had a small bride bump, where was Liam's was straight, but a little larger at the bottom, like mine. Liam had Rob's thin cheeks, where as Adam had small chubby cheeks. Adam had deep green, hazel eyes, while Liam had Rob's deep blue eyes.

I could already tell that Liam was a mommy's boy by the way he had his arm clenched around mine. Adam was more of a daddy's companion.

"Where's Lily?" I asked.

"She's with my mom, back at the house. Aunt Diana is flying in." He said quietly. We both disliked Diana. She never accepted that Rob and I were together, and shared kids together. I knew she didn't like me. I knew that she loved Rob, and was only looking out for him, but who was she to dictate his life?

"Oh, joy." I said.

Rob chuckled, and took Adam. "Hi little man. Daddy loves you." He whispered.

"What color hair do they have?" I asked. I didn't want to remove the perfectly fit hats, so I just asked my husband.

"Bronze." He said simply.

"Yes!" I said, excitedly. Rob chuckled, and kissed me. "I love you." He said.

"I love you too."

Rob walked in with a handful of magazines. I smiled up at him. "Do I really want to read those?" I asked.

He smiled and handed them to me, and the first thing I saw were our faces on the cover of Life & Style. "IT'S OVER! Rob dumps Kristen for leading lady, Emilie De Ravin." I read aloud. "You didn't even take that job!" I shouted.

He chucked, and kissed my forehead. "Give me your phone." I said demanding.

He looked at me warily, and handed it to me. I dialed the number I so frequently did, and when they picked up, I tricked off. "Yes, Hi. This is Kristen Stewart, and I just read your article on the latest issue, and I would like to say that it is completely false. If you don't take it down, I'll contact my attorneys, thank you." I said before hanging up.

"Our sources found it." I said in a mocking voice. Who are the fucking sources?

"Ughhh!" I stressed. "I need to go home." I complained.

"I know honey, two more days, then you can go home. We all can." He said.

I smiled faintly at him, and picked up another magazine. "It's DOUBLE the trouble for Rob and Kristen!" I opened up the page, and saw a photo of myself and Rob, walking into the doctors office.

I handed all the stupid articles back to my husband. "Are they returnable?" I asked, completely serious.

"I don't think so, Love." He said, humored.