*Willa*
I slowly open my eyes, blinking against the harsh light.  Where am I ? And what happened ? It slowly comes back to me. Dan, Tom coming at the last moment, snuggling up with Will, and then suddenly ... pain and blood.

Tom had carried me to the police car, and he kept telling me everything was going to be okay. I had been so tired and somewhat dizzy and I think I might have drifted off or something.

I look around and spot Tom, he is sitting on a chair next to the bed I am laying in, his eyes red and puffy from crying. "Tom ?"

"Willa, thank God you are awake, how are you feeling darling ?" He is looking at me with concern, It makes my heart ache, his hand gently stroking mine.

I blink again, what had happened after we got there ? I vaguely remember the doctors yelling and talking before I slipped away. Oh yeah, they had said something about the placenta maybe detaching.. "Did we lose them ?"

  "I don't know, they said it was a violent haemorrhage, you lost a lot of blood, I .. I thought I would lose you". The tears start falling down his cheeks. He looks like a man running on his last resources.

  I reach up to gently stroke his cheek, drying away the tears. "Don't cry sweetie, I am right here".

"It is all my fault, I should have reacted before ... and I should have insisted on taking you to the hospital immediately". He rests his head on my shoulder.

It hurt physically to see him like this. "Tom don't think that way, it is in no way your fault, please you can't feel like that. You have been nothing but a hero today. You saved me, remember ?"

"I am so sorry, my love. I just wish I could turn back time and never go to Australia, never accept to do that movie. Then both you and Will would have been okay". He looks at me with the most sorrowful eyes I have ever seen.

I lift his head to kiss him softly. "I understand why you think like that, it is a normal reaction. But I am not angry with you in any way. Neither me nor Will are blaming you. It is not your fault, any of it. I love you".

"I love you too, more than anything and I promise I will never let you down, no matter what. Any of you". He rests his forehead against mine.

At that moment a doctor and a nurse enter the room with a scanner. "Good to see you are awake, you scared us for a moment, but you are going to be back on top in no time, we just want to give you a quick scan to check how everything is going on the inside".

"Is there any possibility that they are all okay ?" Willa looks at the doctor, hope painting her features..

The doctor looks at her very seriously. "I wont get your hopes up, but it is not impossible, it depends on where the bleeding came from, as we said we first expected one of the placentas were dethatching, and it also depend on where the babies are in the uterus".

  Tom grabs my hand in both his, looking intently at me. "It will be okay darling, no matter what, it will be okay".

"As long as we have each other we can do anything". I lift his hands to my mouth and press a kiss to each of them.

I almost can't bring myself to look when the doctor is doing the scan, split between hope and fear of what they might see in there.

Tom is holding my hand between his, his eyes are closed and she can see his lips move like in a silent prayer.

  "So do you know what you are having ?" The doctor looks at me questioningly, then back to the screen.

I shake my head slightly. "No, we only know two are identical, but last time they were not able to see the genders for sure, as they were kinda covering up each other".

"Would you like to know ?" He asks with a warm smile.

I look at Tom, who nods, his expression hopeful. "Yes, we would love to".

"There is no reason to worry ... look here are the twins, both girls by the way, they are slightly to the small side, but it is totally normal for triplets. But look both hearts are beating perfectly ... and here is the trouble maker, a little boy ...or actually he is quite big for a triplet. His placenta, lovende in a corner, but it has stopped bleeding and is working fine ... look here is his heart". The doctor says pointing to the screen.

I blink and look at the doctor with confusion. I guess I had expected some kind of bad news. "So ... So they are completely fine ? All three of them ?"

"Yes, it is a perfectly healthy triplet pregnancy, I would stay still for a couple of days if I was you, just to let the little tear heal, but I don't think there are any high risk, sometimes we see these kinds of haemorrhages from small tears with no clear explanations". The doctor smiles at me.

I look at Tom, he is just staring at me, his eyes blown wide and I gently ask. "Tom, are you okay ?"

"Did he just say ...? Are they really okay ? All of them ? Like for real ?" He looks at me like he is afraid I will tell him that he got it all wrong.

I nod and feel a tear run down my cheek. "Yes Tom, he did just say that, they are okay ... two girls and a boy".

"I ... I am still going to be a father ? It is a miracle". He hugs me tightly and can feel his tears on my shoulder.

I pat his back gently and stop myself from telling him that he is already a father. "Yes you are sweetie ...Now we just need to find names for them".

"Yeah ... Something truly awesome, because they are awesome and they have an awesome mom". He kisses me ever so gently.

"They also have a pretty awesome dad". I tell him. And they do, they have the best father.