Sex, Crϋe and Ratt 'N' Roll, A Ratt & Mӧtley Tale

Chapter 73-Twin Arrivals Part 1(Vince Neil-Pearcy)

-Dear Diary-(May 13, 1987)

8 months, 8 months pregnant and with TWINS.... it's like damn, ya know. Hard to believe, and it's been quite the ride, lemme tell you. It's been hard on me mentally and physically, but Stephen god I couldn't have gone thru any of this or done this without him. He's been my absolute rock, my absolute rock.

I find my thoughts drifting back now to that Valentine's getaway from a few months ago.... Stephen did it not just to romance me, but to see me SMILE if only for a moment. And he spoiled the hell out of me and Jamison and Delilah. It was very much needed, and we weren't the only ones that needed a getaway aka time to ourselves. Robbin aka that fucker and Nikki needed it, it was a bitter-sweet as fuck that day after all. Robbin DIED, Kingston was born...and the pain, I know haunted them both especially Robbin. Mere days Later Mick and Paul's son Les was born a month early, Mick was frantic...scared, but Paul and Les were and are fine. Les is 4 months old now, Hope is like 2, and the De-Martini Lee twins are 7 months old and crawling, getting into trouble just like their mother.

The point I suppose is so much has happened since February, for Ratt especially AND Mӧtley have been busy. Ratt recorded a new record, rather reluctantly as they were loath to leave their families. Stephen called me constantly, and he made sure someone was always with me and Robbin did the same for Nikki. Ratt filmed music videos, slated for a fall release like their record or maybe it's like November or something, not sure. And as for my band? By some miracle our record was released, Huge Hit, and we did promotional stuff. It took a lot out of me, worrying Stephen and I had some false alarms if you will. Nikki too overdid it, but our children were fine, they are fine and turns out Nikki is having a girl this time...but oh yeah, another album scheduled to be recorded early next year for my band and a tour I think, a co-headline tour with Ratt.

Right now, I am miserable....as fuck....and cramps...and SHIT...

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I drop my diary abruptly, clutching at my large swollen stomach.... gritting my teeth at the tightening I feel....and my eyes widen as I realize.... the bed is wet and it's gushing out of me, and I manage to scream for Stephen admits all this...naturally me freaking the hell out...

"STEPHEN!!!"

Running footsteps and my petrified husband is at my side and I've barely blinked, and his eyes widen as he realizes and takes in my freaked-out State as he tries so hard to soothe me as I burst into tears.

"Whoa, hey its ok! You're gonna be ok and so will our children, whom it looks like are ready to meet us. Oh Vinny, we're gonna be parents...and I PROMISE you can do this, lets get you to the hospital ok?"

"B-But.... too e-early...an'...and it already HURTS!" I Wail, Stephen brushes away my tears and kisses me, while also managing to rub my stomach.

"Shh, sugar cookie I know, I know. I love you."

"L-Love you too..." I groan/pant and it's like I blink, and I find myself changed, in the car, sitting in the back on blankets and things, things are hazy......

How again did Tommy DO this?!! This doesn't even come CLOSE to what he hold me he experienced, then again he did also say that my experience can differ as did other members of our family that have had children already.....still, he had a loving partner...OUCH!...oooh, I think a true contraction, I reach for my husband, and he gets the message....a scream now ripped from my throat and the haze again...takes over....

I open my eyes, groaning...panting, panicking as I realize I hear beeping noises and the fact that I hear sobs, that are not my own....

"Sugar Cookie?! Vinny, baby doll...I am right here, right HERE. You've been out of it for a while, I know it hurts...and I..."

I realize two things: Stephen is the one sobbing, scared out of his mind for me and yet is the steadying presence I NEED and two, God two...as I cling to him for dear life, as a contraction hits me robbing me of breath and my husband pulls me thru...

"Come on baby doll, you got this.... i know it hurts like a bitch, make the pain YOUR bitch. I gotcha...I gotcha...." Gradually it passes and I look at him and I am the one in tears and he KNOWS what I mean to ask, "---I'm scared Vince, I was so damn scared you being out of it like that, I was afraid I'd lose you all over again and our children. Vinny, I ain't going nowhere, I swear to you, you need me, YOU NEED ME....and the twins are ok as they can be...you are about 5 cm, so it will still be awhile." I get the additional meaning of his words and both of us are very much emotional, lost for a moment in the pain of the past before I venture to say, albeit with a groan....

"Hey...you don't have to be strong for me, not always.... After all that's what I am here for. We need each other, and the pain of the past...well its in the fucking past babe. You are here NOW and look how far we've come.... I love you; I LOVE you." I sob. Stephen kisses me, like he hasn't kissed me in years....and I know, I FEEL how much he loves me....

Hours pass by how many I don't fucking know.... all I DO know, is things HURT...things are hazy, I am covered in sweat, and my contractions get closer and closer together. I DO try walking the hall, didn't last long I tell you now...ANYTHING the point is, to ease the pain....and Stephen was right there by my side and at some point a doctor comes in to check me, telling me about the birth canal which is below my...well you can use your imagination there and I snap at them I know where the fuck the babies are coming out. Course I burst into tears and apologized afterwards.

Then its TIME, time for me to push.... a moment I dread with a vengeance and yet too I want to see my children and know I must do this.... just so many emotions, I look desperately to Stephen whose words and kiss give me strength....

"You've got this sugar cookie, you've got this.... I know you dread this, doing this and yet know you need to. Our children are eager to meet us, and I know they already love you so much, you and they are my world babe. Bring them into this world baby doll, I am right here by your side."

"O-Ok....t-thank you....and I love you." I pant.

"I love you more sugar cookie." And with that I bear down with a scream working to bring my children into this world....

Stephen was despite his own fears my absolute rock, he never left my side...he was there every step of the way, doing what he could to help me and try and take my mind off things. Delilah and Jamison will make their official debut when we next meet. And I remember every moment as if it was yesterday and all the pain...EVERYTHING was worth it to give birth to my children. Fucking worth it....

A/N: I know its left on a cliffhanger, but anyway I decided to move things along a bit and the Neil-Pearcy twins' arrival will end up being three parts....and next chapter Delilah and Jamison will make their official debut!!