Everything went by in such a blur that the next thing I knew, the doctor in the ER had just finished looking at the babies with an ultrasound. Apparently the doctors thought the blood was from a cyst that burst in my uterus. Luckily it was harmless and hadn't affected the babies. Vanessa, my dad, Lily, Dan and Serena had all came at once around 2 am, shortly after we'd gotten there. And even though he probably wouldn't admit it, Chuck cried.

I'd been allowed to leave later that day, at noon. However, they told me to take it easy for a few days. Since I couldn't really have fun that way, I went home and took a nap.

3 weeks later... Jenny's room... December 13... 8:19 pm...

Time kept flying by, and I began to wonder where it went. Alison had turned a year old a week ago, we'd sat up the baby room, and Chuck and I decided to name our girl baby Tianna, and the boy baby Laurent. And there was only 9 weeks until they were supposed to arrive.

My thoughts were interrupted by Eric popping throught the door. "What are you doing?" He asked, sitting by me on my bed.

"Just thinking. Where did all the time go?"

"I don't even know. Are you ok? You've been acting a little off lately." E asked, trying to kiss my face, but I pushed him away. "What?" He seemed confused that I'd done that.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"Then why can't I kiss you?"

"Really it's nothing."

"Stop denying it. What's wrong?" He asked gently, with his hand on my leg.

"I'm horny." I whispered, looking him straight in the eyes. "We haven't done it since your birthday last month."

"Jenny, I love you, but I don't know if that's a very good idea-" I cut him off.

"It's fine! The blood wasn't from the babies! The doctor even said it's ok, as long as we aren't rough! If you don't want to do me because of the bump it's ok, you can tell me-" I was cut off by him kissing me. The kiss lead to sex, as they often do, and even though it was super gentle, it was romantic. We laid together for a while after, before getting dressed and going to sleep on my bed.

Later... 4:37 am...

I wound up waking up way too early. Also, the worst way. I woke up in a puddle of my piss.

"Great. Just motherfucking great. This is disgusting. Why did I do that?" I muttered to myself, starting to cry. "So fucking stupid. I hate this." Oh shit, I felt Eric move.

"Babe, what's wrong?" He asked, starting to roll over. Shit! I woke him up. I quickly threw my hands over the wet spot.

"I'm a fucking idiot. Don't touch this!" I warned him.

"Jenny, what happened?"

"I wet the bed." I started crying harder.

He got up, walked over by me and sat down. "Why are you crying? There's nothing wrong with having an accident. Especially not when you're 8 months pregnant with twins."

"It's still fucking gross."

"It might be a little gross, but it's ok."

"Whatever."

"Come on, I can change the sheets for you and we can go to my bed. It's really not a big deal. It's just prepping me for husband duty-"

"What?"

"Did I confuse you?"

"Husband duty? Are you saying what it sounds like?" I was trying to make sense of things.

"What does it sound like?"

"It sounded like you wanted to marry me." I quietly said.

"I do want to marry you. In the future though, not right now-" I shut him up by kissing him so he wouldn't get any cuter. I don't think I could've handled it.

He changed my sheets even though I tried to tell him it wasn't his job, and then we went to his room to sleep.

Later that morning... 10:18 am...

"So, I've decided how I want to give birth." I told my dad, Lily, Vanessa, Chuck and Eric.

"Let's hear it!" Dad said, over-enthusiastically.

"I want to give birth naturally: no epidural, no medication, no anything except doctors to make sure everything is ok."

"Jenny, I just want to tell you now so you won't be disappointed if it happens. You may not have that option if the babies stay in the position they have been in, or for other complications. The doctor may have to do a cesarean, and the risks are higher with a multiple birth. I do hope that you can deliver them naturally, as you wish though things might not turn out that way." Lily explained, even though I already knew.

"And as great of a choice that is, I'm warning you know that you're signing yourself up for double the pain. But it is very much worth it when it's over." Vanessa stated.

"And all I really have to say is I'll be there to hold your hand and be a punching bag if you need one." Eric volunteered.

"I agree with everyone else. I wouldn't miss the birth of them for anything." Chuck promised me.

"You know, when I first found out I was pregnant, I didn't think you'd be this way." I told him matter-of-factly.

"I didn't either." He smiled at me and hugged me.

A while later... 2:31 pm... The Humphrey loft...

I had went with Eric and Lily to go see Dan, Serena and Brent. He was finally 2 months old and he had grown so fast. Lily wouldn't let me hold him anymore, claiming that my bump was too big. I guess it would get in the way a bit, but not that bad. Oh well, we all know to always listen to Lily. Especially since she and Vanessa were helping me prepare to become a mother.