~Y/N POV~

Just staring at the pool beneath my knees I was just shocked beyond compare.

I mean really?

Now the babies decide to come into the world while I'm stuck down here all alone.

My head shot up to stare at the stoned wall, another shock washing over me.

Fuck, I'm alone.

A rush of panic swept through my body. I didn't plan this I didn't want any of this to begin with but in the end I've decided to deal with the consequences. My mom said a couple of days after I returned to her that I could be induced and have the babies adopted but I told her no.

At that moment I wanted the babies and I still want them now.

I have to do this alone, not only for my sake but my babies. I have to. It's not like I have an option anyway.

Getting up onto my feet, my knees weak I scrambled to the white drawers in the corner by the bed. Opening them up I raided the contents of every medical equipment I could find.

As a contraction waved over me I paused mid actions, clutching onto my belly and stayed still waiting for it to pass but watched the clock on the opposite wall tick by the seconds. I remember I need to count. To keep track of every contraction, the closer and longer they are the best way to tell how long I have until I have to start pushing. With no one here to check how much I've dilated I'll have to trust my body to tell me when it's time.

Ten seconds.

It last ten seconds and at this point I don't know how much time I have between now and my next contraction so I try to move as much as I can. Despite all the noise I can still hear above me I try to ignore it and focus on the task at hand. I can't slip into some kind of traumatic state.

With all the information going on in my head. Tracking back from Jin's explanations on birthing and Sera's plans with me. I remember what I would need to help me through this.

Reaching down under the bed to a plastic container I pulled out two blankets and a bed sheet. I didn't bother to put it back but I managed to set the sheet back on the bed, spreading it out. It's just a good thing the bed is not made and I doubt the sheet will save the mattress but it's the least I can do for now.

A wave of pain washed through my abdomen and creeped around my back. I hunched over, hissing in pain and watched the clock tick. Panting and breathing in through my nose and out my mouth I managed the pain. Not by a lot but just enough to get by.

It had been five minutes since the contractions started. That worried me that my body is now so eager to get these babies out. It doesn't help that Sera checked my cervix yesterday and I was already two centimetres dilated. It's just my water hadn't broken until now.

I suppose the stress I just went through would put my mind and body in stress. But good thing too that the babies are the right way round, no worry of breech birth.

I nod to myself and went back into action when the contraction went away. I have too much to do and gather to be sitting around right now.

Placing the blankets on the edge of the bed, I slid onto the bed all the while making sure I have everything else I needed. I leaned against the wall my butt to the bed and checked over the medical scissors still in their plastic covering. Two sets. A cloth, clean still in it's packet. I even found some string in the bedside drawer and managed to spilt it in two. Another two sets and lastly the blankets. If nothing goes wrong that should be all I'll need.

I laid there on the bed, staring up at the ceiling just waiting but hoping that someone I know will open that hatch and help me out here but that's wishful thinking.

The ceiling shook above me causing the single light blub to flicker but my surprise was short lived when a contraction picked up to distract me.

Again staring at the clock, it's been seven minutes and this pain shook my entire body.

Fists clenching onto the sheet beneath me I waded it out and counted the seconds.

This time it lasted thirty seconds. Once the pain subsided I gasped for breath and the tears started to fall over again. I took this chance to take off my sweat pants while I have the chance and kick them off somewhere to the floor. I didn't even bother to cover up my legs. I'm not cold and I need to see what is going on down there if I can.

As the sweats pants landed on the floor a contraction shot through me again, almost knocking the wind out of me in the process.

"FUCK!"

Cursing out loud, spreading my legs like my body screamed at me to do out of instinct and balled up fists into the sheet again. It's a good thing this place is soundproof to the outside. Still staring at the clock it was a good source of focus point. Sera said it's always a good thing to have in labour, a focus point and the clock is mine.

My contraction passed the thirty second mark and my eyes widen when the pain would fade. I just wanted it to stop but found myself pulling my legs up further. My body telling me to push with all my might. A scream leaving my lungs, pushing down into my abdomen as hard as I can without break.

I felt exhausted, mentally and physically but I had to do this.

I kept pushing, and pushing. It felt like no end and I couldn't stop like I wanted to.

But then I felt something push out of me and the pain washed away.

Panting I wanted to lay back and relax for a moment but when that baby's first cry bounced off the walls I instinctively reached down between my legs and picked up the newborn as carefully as I could.

I saw that my baby is a girl and I was relieved. I truly was but as I laid her to my chest carefully, picking up a blanket to wrap around her back, cradling her in my one arm I couldn't help but feel utterly in love with her.

Not being able to get a proper look at her yet I used my teeth and one hand to open the scissors so I could cut the cord carefully but using the string I tied around the cord by using one hand and my toes. A secret talent I have had since I was a kid when I was bored. It's come in useful now.

Snipping the cord I sighed heavily and slumped back into the wall again, holding onto my baby girl in my arms. She stopped crying but she had one set of lungs on her which I was told is good. But now she is calm in my arms. And not to mention tiny but with a lot of black hair on the top of her head.

As I cradler her close, I get a chance to admire her features.

Just so beautiful in my eyes I didn't care how she became to be but just my overwhelming love for her and she's all mine. Her eyes met mine, blinking slowly at me and I smiled so wide my cheeks hurt. I thinks he looks more like me but there are some similarities to someone in particular that I don't want to think about in this moment. But that doesn't matter, she's mine.

Another contraction hit me out of nowhere, causing me to wince in pain. I almost forgot that I had yet another baby to come.

So I settled her down beside me carefully, breathing through the pain but took the one pillow from behind me and another beside me to place on each side of her small body.

The pain shot through me again and the need to scream at the top of my lungs was almost unbearable but I didn't want to scare my first baby so I bit my lips. Lifting my legs up again, pushing down into my butt as hard as I could. I could taste blood between my lips but I didn't care. I just needed this baby out.

With one last push, the baby's first cry wailed around the room for the second time and the pain instantly faded again.

Cutting the cord the same way I did before and wrapping up the baby into a blanket I brought the baby close.

The second baby is a boy.

I have instant love for him just like his sister but admittedly I was disappointed. I hoped I would have two girls but I have one boy and one girl. But that doesn't mean I love him any less. I love him just as much.

Carefully I picked up the girl and brought her back to my chest to she's beside her brother and kept them close to me. I cradled both of them while crying.

My babies are so beautiful and despite who their fathers are I vowed to keep them safe by any means necessary. Including away from their fathers. The twins are mine and mine alone.

The hatch door bounced open causing me to flinch but hold my babies closer to me. Eyes trained on the hatch door I saw a black pair of boots appear to hang from the hatch before a body of a man climbed down the ladders. I quickly pulled out the sheet from under me and tossed it over my bare legs to cover me up and glare to the back of his head. Then slowly the stranger turned around to face me after dusting off his hands.

"Y/n."