*Emily's POV*
I sat up immediately in bed and felt the sheets. They were damp, and I was absolutely positive that I hadn't peed the bed. I looked at the clock. Straight up midnight. I leaned over and shook Daniel awake.
"What, Ems, it's in the middle of the night!" Daniel said, getting up.
"My water just broke," I said. It was three months after the tabloid attacks, and I was pretty close to my due date. I had decided to do a natural birth, and they had planned on doing an induction in a few days.
"Alright. Get dressed. Grab your hospital bag. I'll get ready to drive," Daniel said.
"You need to call Jack, too. One of them is his," I said.
"Right. I'll do that on the way. Hurry," he said.
I got up and rushed to get dressed and we were in the car within five minutes.
Once we got to the hospital, I was rushed up to labor and delivery. I got my own private room, and Daniel was sitting beside me, when a nurse walked in.
"There's a man outside. Says his name is Jack Porter. Said he's the father. But Daniel's already in here?" The nurse asked.
"He is, too. I'm having twins. One of each," I said.
"Yikes. Do you have any self control?" She asked, walking back out.
"I will pummel her for you," Daniel said.
"That's fine. Can't focus on anything else, I said, as I got another contraction.
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A Revengeless Life
Hayran KurguHere's what would happen after the series finale of Revenge, if Daniel and Victoria had somehow miraculously survived. I know I've been dying since that show ended, so here is a little something for everyone that feels my pain.
