This story is AU.
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Now 37 weeks pregnant, Marty showed up at Todd's office with a guilty conscious. "Where's Todd?" Marty questioned his secretary.
"He's out to lunch," the secretary responded.
"I need to talk to him. It's very important. When's he coming back?"
"I'm not sure. But I could page him for you," the secretary replied.
"Thank you," Marty said with a worried frown upon her face.
Marty turned on her heel and headed toward Victor's office. Her body ached from the size of her growing stomach. She'd been on bedrest for the past four months in an attempt to keep the twins healthy and avoid preterm labor. If Todd discovered she was out walking around, he'd probably blow a fuse. Sadly however, this just couldn't wait.
"Victor," Marty said as she walked into his office.
Victor looked up from the article he had been editing. It was his lunch break, but he was multi-tasking. Eating while typing on the computer was commonplace for him.
"Marty, what are you doing here?" Victor asked as he put down the slice of pizza he had been eating.
"I'm here to talk to Todd. I'm going to tell him everything," Marty announced.
Victor stood up from his desk and approached Marty. "Everything? You mean you're going to tell him that we slept together... and those babies you're carrying may not be his?" Victor questioned.
"That's exactly what I am going to tell him," Marty said as she grabbed onto the edge of Victor's desk until her knuckles became white.
"Marty, are you alright?" Victor asked her in concern.
"No, I am not alright. I think I am in labor. Todd has to know everything before the twins are born. I have to tell him," Marty said as she looked at Victor with an expression of great pain upon her face.
"WHAT? You're in labor and you're running around looking for Todd instead of going to the hospital?" Victor said with a gasp. "What the HELL is wrong with you, Marty?"
"Don't yell at me, Victor," Marty said as she clutched her swollen stomach. "I love Todd, and it's killing me that I've lied to him this whole time. He HAS TO know the truth... and he has to know it NOW."
"I'm begging you; DON'T tell Todd. It would destroy our lives and both of our families. AND to be entirely honest, I don't relish the thought of Todd killing me. That's what he's gonna do when he finds out. He's going to kill me... and he might even kill you, too."
"Todd, wouldn't... hurt me..." Marty said with a little gasp. A contraction tore through her, nearly knocking her to her knees.
"Ohhh God," she moaned when suddenly her water broke.
"You're in labor, Marty. We gotta get you to the hospital," Victor insisted. "THIS isn't worth it. You gotta think of the babies."
Marty lay her hands on Victor's shoulders as the contractions became more intense. "The babies are coming," she whispered.
"I'm taking you to the hospital," Victor said as he swept Marty into his arms.
In that moment, Todd showed up, finding his pregnant wife in Victor's embrace. "What the HELL is going on here?" Todd demanded.
Victor had been carrying Marty out of his office so he could drive her to the hospital when Todd arrived looking for Marty. Todd's secretary had paged him, letting him know that Marty needed him right away. Knowing she was close to the end of her pregnancy, Todd had rushed to The Sun to get to Marty's side.
"Get your hands OFF my wife!" Todd yelled at his brother.
"Todd, Marty's in labor. We need to get her to the hospital NOW!" Victor explained as Todd witnessed the expression of intense pain contorting Marty's face. "Unless of course you'd rather deliver the babies here... on my desk."
"Fuck that," Todd quipped.
Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Todd reached for Marty and lifted her into his embrace. "I'll carry her out to the car," Todd said to Victor. "You drive."