William Jones paced up and down the hallway.

"Calm down William, you're going to wear a hole into the floor then we're all in trouble." His mother gave him a gentle smile as she followed him with her eyes. He continued to pace, then sat down shaking his leg with the most worried expression on his face.

All he could do was pace and worry about what was going on in the room with the closed door. William waited 8 hours before someone came out of that room. He was tired and flustered and worried and nearly tackled the doctor when he walked out.

"Is she alright?" William resisted shaking the doctor. "And the baby? Is it alright too?"

"Actually, sir" the doctor removed William's hands from his shoulders and placed one of his on the disgruntled man's shoulder. "They're all doing just fine."

William sagged into the chair in relief that nothing bad had happened. He stood up again and asked, "Can I go in and see them now?"

"Only if you're quite, Emma had had quite a day; it is not often that I get to deliver twins the first time around."

"Wait….what?" William practically knocked the chair over in shock and quickly straightened himself out of sheer embarrassment. He blushed as he cleared his throat. "So twins… what exactly does that entail?"

"Oh for heaven's sake William, it means that you're in for a very long few nights." She got up and kissed his cheek. She then walked into the room and closed the door behind her. The doctor patted William on the shoulder and walked down the hall.

In the room, there were maids everywhere gathering towels and taking tubs of water out of the room. Emma lay in the king sized bed half asleep. When she heard footsteps she barely opened her eyes not realizing who it was until she was sitting down on the bed next to her.

"Hello dear, how are you feeling?" she tucked a piece of hair that hung in Emma's face behind her ear and stroked her face.

"Tired, but happy," Emma looked at the bassinet that was beside the bed. "Who would have thought twins?" she started to laugh and cry at the same time. She cried into the comforter and felt an overwhelming since of belonging. She had something she had never had before, a family. Regaining control over her tears, she sat up and scooted over to reach into the bassinet. The little boy she held in her arms gurgled and blinked at his mother and then decided to stretch, curl up and fall asleep right where he was. Emma gently squeezed the bundle and brought him to her face snuggling him. She started to cry out of happiness again.

William finally got the courage to get up from the chair and actually walk into the room. By that time all the maids had cleared out and the only people left in the room were Emma, the babies and their grandmother.

"EMMA!" he dashed over to a sobbing Emma and wrapped his arms around her. "Are you alright? What's the matter?" he took a hold over her face and wiped away as many tears as he possibly could.

"Nothing, I'm just so happy right now." She started to cry harder. William kissed her forehead and tried to hug her close, only there was a bundle of blankets in the way. The bundle stirred and yawned, then started to cry for being woken up. Then another cry joined his and both babies were screaming. Emma went completely white not knowing what to do with one wailing infant in her arms and the other in the bassinet.

William got up and picked the baby girl up and started to rock her. Shushing her as he swayed her back and forth. Emma decided to try this too and tried to get up.

"Emma? Where do you think you're going?" William asked her as she started to climb out of the bed, sitting on the edge; she didn't speak as she put the baby back into the basket and bravely stood on both of her feet. She wobbled for a few seconds before collapsing to the floor in a dead faint.