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"I'M GOING TO CASTRATE YOU! HOW DARE YOU! I FUCKING- AHHHH" that's me screaming, by the way. Guess what we're doing? There are probably thousands of answers so I'm just going to tell you.

This morning I was eating pancakes my lovely boyfriend made because apparently, the babies love them when water starts leaking out of me. Like any sane person, I thought I was pissing myself so I turned red and started discreetly whipping it. It took me a couple of seconds to realize my water broke and I was going into labor. Kol hurried us to the hospital and that's where we are now. Me gripping on his hand for dear life and children being squeezed out of me.

"I'm really sorry darling. It was the cliche wave." Kol tried to reason with me.

"CLICHE WAVE MY ASS! AHHHH!" I scream and the doctor is just there asking me to breathe and I can sense call trying not to laugh but be supportive at the same time and I'm here screaming my pretty lungs off. For a Goddess I could have higher pain tolerance, right? "AAHHHH THESE KIDS BETTER BE FUCKING WORTH THE TROUBLE!"

"They are darling you just need to push a bit more," Kol says.

"I'M SO LETTING THE HOUNDS LOOSE ON YOU! AGHH." I screamed and suddenly there was a cry. And I and Kol watched as the doctor passed my baby to a nurse to get him cleaned.

"Just one more Ms. Gilbert." The doctor told me as Kol rubbed my hand soothingly.

"Come on love. It'll be over soon." He tells me just as I let out another ear-piercing scream and a few moments after my second baby is being cleaned and I sigh in relief and let my head fall on the pillow.

I turn to look at Kol who's already looking at me lovingly. Did I just say lovingly? It must be the drugs. "We did it. Our babies are here Kol."

"I know darling. You did so well." He tells me and kisses me on the lips just as the nurses are back with our two babies. James and India. The nurses set them down on me and I smile down at them. They're so beautiful. Godlike. Pun intended.

After a while of me and Kol cooing at our babies and completely letting go of our badass attitude. There's a knock at the door and I see Jer's head pop in.

"Hey. Can we come in?" He asks softly and I nod. That's when all hell breaks loose. When he said we he meant the entirety of our gang. Almost. So to say we were few would be complete bullshit. The only family came, though. That meant, Jer, Bekah, and Stefan, Klaus and Caroline, Elijah and Hayley, Finn, Jen and Rick, Kai and Vina and Ty. Liv, Luke, Bonnie, and Enzo (who surprisingly came) decided to wait outside.

After lots and lots of people yapping about how cute our babies areas if we didn't know already we were left alone in the hospital room with Jamie and Indy sleeping on a crib beside the bed. Kol was laying beside me on the enlarged hospital bed tracing patterns down my back as I rested my head on his chest. That's when we received another visit.

"Oh, Gods. They're beautiful!"

"Uh. They didn't need the gift after all."

The voices of my parents say making me look up at them with a grin. "How are you feeling, honey?" Mom asks me.

"Just epic. And slightly exhausted." I smile and Kol chuckles putting a kiss on my forehead. "Oh, I totally forgot. You guys still don't know each other personally." I say as I sit up, Kol along with me. "Kol these are my parents. Hades and Persephone. Mom, dad this is Kol. The sperm donor."

"Thank you, Alma," Kol says sarcastically and I give him a cheeky grin and a peck on the cheek. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He says to my parents politely.

"The pleasure is ours, honey." Mom smiles as Hades narrow his eyes at Kol.

"Um. Actually, could I talk to you?" Kol asks my dad and the latter nods swiftly and they get out of the room. I wonder what that's about.

"I'm really happy for you, honey." Mom says and I smile as she comes to sit on my bedside, "You've grown so much. And you're going to be so happy. I don't have a doubt about that." She smiles.

"With these babies, I don't think I can be unhappy," I say softly. "They're my whole life now." And then passed out from exhaustion.

So now my subconscious is going to ramble on to you faithful readers of my life. I honestly fell in love with my babies. And as cliche, as it sounds, it's true. But I must say, even though you can see they're going to be beautiful, I don't think they're that beautiful now. I mean, they're cute and all but they just... Forget it... Anyway having these babies made me remember when my brother from my last life was born.

Of course, I and my sister knew my mom was pregnant but we had no clue whatsoever when the baby was actually going to be born. On that fateful day, our aunt and uncle came to pick us up and took us to this pizzeria. Hmmm. Pizza. An edible masterpiece. If I could I'd run across the beach into pizza's arms. But we're getting off the point. We had this delicious and mouthwatering meal and then they took us to the hospital. And as we entered the room we saw this baby. I thought he was kind of ugly. All wrinkly and stuff. But I loved him. That and the fact that I was eating the liquid from my battery-charged Cinderalla watch were the main memorable things about that day.

I wish they were here. My old family, I mean. My mom would be so happy, mainly because I didn't get pregnant with less than 18. My dad would also be extremely happy. My sister would probably frown at the babies grab them and make a mad dash to the door so she could keep them. My brother would be oblivious. I really do miss them.

But I have my own family now, and I'm so happy. I know I don't know what's going to happen anymore and that I should probably stop doing crazy things. Even more so because there aren't actually any more major problems a good imagination can't fix. But I honestly don't mind. To settle down, I mean. And do all these crazy things but less murder related with my kids. Besides we have the school!

Oh-oh! I almost forgot about it. The school is opening really soon. It's going to be so cool. And we have all these subjects and everything. And no uniforms which is a plus. I don't really know about the logic of it. Rick is the one in charge. He'll be headmaster or principal or whatever you'd like to call that position.

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A/N: Here is a short chapter. The babies are born! Yay. I'm really sorry that I'm not posting as frequently. I really am losing the story.... So it will probably end in the next few chapters. I am planning the sequel so that's good!