"How long have we been stuck in this elevator?" Finn questioned, looking at his watch.

"Long enough to know that there is some serious trouble if they haven't been able to move us by now." Blaine sighed, leaning his head back against the wall as he sank down to the floor.

"Oh my god, here comes another one… AAAHHHH… Shhhhhhoooo," Rachel breathed out a pain filled breath as she laid down again on the floor next to Blaine.

Finn sat down at her side and glanced at his watch. "Kurt, that's the third contraction in the last ten minutes. I'm starting to get a little worried here."

It had been two hours since they had been stuck in the elevator. Rachel's contractions had increased steadily, pretty much since the moment they knew they were going to be stuck. After a half-hour Kurt had suggested she lay down, hoping the time off her feet would calm her down and ease the contractions. No such luck.

Minute by minute the contractions increased. Kurt now realized that the time was upon him and he may to have to do the unthinkable.

Ring. Kurt scrambled to pick up his phone. "Yes, this is Doctor Hummel…. WHAT? That is unacceptable! I have a woman in labor here! You can't… I understand that, but… (sigh)… fine. Just call me back when you know more." He leaned face forward on the elevator wall and stayed silent for a moment. The other three in the room watched with bated breath, all knowing deep down what he was going to say.

"Okay, looks like we might possibly be delivering some babies in an elevator today." He turned to look at them, determined resignation on his face.

"Oh my god! This can't be happening!" Rachel was close to hysterical by now and Kurt gave Finn a look that told him this was specifically his territory.

"I know, baby. I know." Finn was doing his best to sound calm but Kurt knew better. Finn was freaking the fuck out. "Things aren't what we had planned. I'm upset too… heck, I'm scared for you… (his voice cracked and became strained at this and Blaine put a reassuring arm around the tall man's shoulders.)… but we have the world's best doctor and nurse trapped in an elevator with us… and we are about to meet the twins! How much better can this get?!"

Rachel was able to give her husband a smile at this, even through her tears and pain. "I love you, Finn."

Complete personality flip…

"NNNGGRRAAAHHH! These things are coming now, Kurt! I mean now! Get them out! I will kill you if you don't remove them from me right now!"

"Okay. Rachel, just breathe. You're doing great. Everything is going to be just fine." Kurt soothed, holding Rachel's hand and stroking back her sweat-slicked hair. She just glared while pushing out a long string of air through her teeth exasperatedly.

"Just breath?... Shhhhhhoo… Really?... Shhhhhhoo… What does it freaking look like I'm doing? And how in the world is everything going to be fine? Things are not…gggrrraaa… Shhhhhhoo… fine! This is not my birth plan!" She finished with a broken sob.

"I know, honey. I know. But I am right here and I'm going to take care you of. Okay? Do you trust that I can take care of you?" She nodded quickly and sniffed as more tears streamed down her face, half from pain and half from frustration.

"Finn… FINN!" Rachel's husband had been squatting in an absolute trance and jerked his head up with panic filled eyes at Kurt's yell.

"What? I mean yeah. I mean… what the fuck do we do Kurt?!" He was on his knees next to Rachel, hands hovering over her is if he wasn't sure what to do or where was safe to touch.

"Look at me." Kurt grabbed Finn's face in his hands and looked him straight in the eye. "This is happening and it is happening right now." At a terrified miniature nod of Finn's head Kurt continued. "I have two jobs for you. First of all, stay calm and don't faint on me. There will be mass amounts of blood and other gross stuff." Finn looked slightly nauseous but nodded again. "Next, I need you to keep her comfortable. Talk, don't talk, rub her back, let her squeeze your hand until it breaks… whatever she wants. Okay?" Finn nodded again and leaned toward his wife.

"What do you want, honey? He rubbed a hand over her cheek and leaned in further so that he was just inches away.

"I want… Shhhhhooo… for you to get out… shfffooo… of my FREAKING FACE!" Finn immediately got out her face and received a quiet 'good boy' from Kurt.

"How did this happen?! It's not supposed to be like this! I'm supposed to be… AAARRRGGGHH… in a POOL, in my HOME, with my… shhhhhhhoo… CALMING… MMNAAAAHHH… MUSIC!" Rachel was quickly reaching her pain threshold and becoming more than a little frantic.

"Well, you got me for a doctor just like you wanted, right? And you got a 'family only' viewing for the birth, right?" Kurt leaned down in front of the girl and smiled while rubbing her knee soothingly. She let out a small tear filled laugh before throwing her head back and groaning with pain once more.

Seriously? How the hell did this happen?

"You guys ready for lunch?" Finn and Rachel stood hand-in-hand at the door of Kurt's office.

"Absolutely. Let me just grab Blaine and we'll be on our way." Kurt pushed his glasses up on his nose while standing from his desk chair. "I think he's just finishing with a patient upstairs. If you guys don't mind I need to restock some things in my medical bag. We can ride the elevator together, I can grab my stuff and then we'll snag Blaine and go.

The three entered the hallway and Rachel stopped abruptly, putting one hand on her stomach and another on the wall. She closed her eyes while taking in and releasing deep controlled breaths, a slight grimace on her face.

"Um, are you okay?" Kurt stopped quickly, putting a hand on her arm in concern.

"She's good." Finn answered for her, as Rachel was too busy concentrating on breathing to speak. "The midwife told us this morning that she's definitely in labor. The twins are both in the right position and we should see some serious action by tonight!" He was practically jumping up and down with excitement as he spoke. Kurt smiled but still looked to Rachel with concern as she blew out one final breath, showing that the contraction had slowed.

"I'm alright, really. My midwife said that it's best for me to just keep moving and go about my normal routine as long as I feel up to it. She said to not go too far from home though." Closing her eyes and rubbing a hand over her swollen abdomen she sighed. "These contractions are a freaking bitch though!"

Kurt smiled and offered his arm. "Well, as long you don't into full-blown labor on me while we're out I'm happy."

"Okay, we can't wait any longer." Kurt went into complete doctor mode now. "Rachel, I'm going to help you remove your pants and undergarments. Finn and Blaine, I need anything, and I really mean ANYTHING, clothing wise that is as clean as possible. Empty your bags and strip yourselves down in necessary. Blaine, use the disinfectant from my bag so you can sterilize everything possible… both of your hands included (he looked pointedly at Finn with that last statement). One of you take off your shoelaces."

"What… SHOELACES?" Finn was digging in Rachel's purse, desperate to find any spare clothing but stopped at that word.

"God dammit, Finn! Just do it!" Without another word Finn complied.

"I think I found everything that is possibly going to help us." Blaine had gone through Kurt's medical bag and was lying things aside on the scrubs top he had removed after cleaning them with the disinfectant he had found.

"Okay, Rachel, honey? I need you to scoot up a little so I can make a clean space for underneath you. Finn and Blaine, gently help her up."

They did so and Kurt quickly spread the clean spare pair of scrubs that Blaine had found underneath her. After settling her back into place, Kurt helped her to remove the bottom half of her clothing.

This is a patient, not my sister. This is a patient. Not my sister.

"I'm going to check you, alright? You're going to feel some pressure and it will be uncomfortable, but it will be over soon." Rachel was beyond words now, so caught up in her own pain that she could not have given a flying fuck as to what Kurt was saying or where he was touching her.

"Blaine, Finn?" Kurt called to them. "I really need you to come back here and help hold up her feet and give her some support.

As Blaine and Finn supported Rachel's legs and feet, Kurt took his own rolled up lab coat and scooted in under Rachel's bottom to prop her up slightly.

"You're going to feel some pressure now. Just breathe deeply." He carefully inserted his fingers to determine how far she was dilated. One look and Blaine knew just what the Doctor had felt. They glanced at each other with trepidation.

Finn looked back and forth between the two men, eyes wide. "What? WHAT?!" Rachel was just whimpering and groaning softly, currently in between contractions.

"Rachel, you're about nine centimeters dilated... We're going to be delivering these babies really soon."

Rachel's eyes were filled with panic and agony. "No no no no no! What about my special environment! What about the calm atmosphere! They will automatically born with anxiety disorders from their dramatic birth! I can't believe this is happening!" The last words were another broken sob. Blaine, still holding her leg and foot, scooted closer to her head.

"Oh, Rach, I know how upsetting this is. Lord knows you have ever right to be upset. Here's what you need to focus on though. You have the best doctor you could possibly ask for and you are about to bring the most beautiful gift into the world. Two precious baby boys. I want you to hold my hands as hard as you want and we'll get through this together, okay?" She nodded with tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes. Squeezing Blaine's hands tight.

"How come when I try to say something like that she just gets pissed?" Finns asked, a little offended.

"Because it's your fault that I am about to squeeze two freakishly large children out of my petite body!" She shrieked. Blaine bit his lip and patted Finn in the back.

"Okay, Rachel? I see the head of the first baby. It's starting to crown. On your next contraction I want you to push as hard as you possibly can. Put all of your focus and energy into pushing that baby out."

The next contraction was surprisingly quiet as she squeezed her eyes tight and held her breath, her face turning bright red as she pushed with all her might.

Neither Finn nor Blaine said a word as their hands were crushed until they turned white.

"God, Mnnaaaaahhhhh!" The girl threw her head back in a loud cry.

"Just a few more pushes, honey. You can do this!" Kurt looked up from his position in between her legs.

Three pushes later, Finn was biting his free fist silently, desperately trying to ignore the pain, knowing that his wife would literally rip his head off if he mentioned it. Literally.

"This is it, sweetie. One more push and the head will be out. You're going to feel a lot of burning but then it will be over." Kurt encouraged.

She nodded while sobbing brokenly and summoned what strength she had left.

"AAAAHHHHH…" she let out a tiny breath as the intense burning and stretching ceased.

"That's it, one more tiny push for the body, honey…"

"Mmnnaahh…"

Silence…

"Kurt… why isn't there crying… WHY ISN'T THERE CRYING?..." Finn was diving from his place at Rachel's side to see the baby, close to hyperventilating. Kurt was gently massaging the nose and throat of the wee babe.

Suddenly a choked infant's cry filled the air.

Finn collapsed on the floor next to his brother and watched reverently, tears streaming down his face. "That's my boy. That's my baby boy."

"It sure is." Kurt choked out as Blaine tied off the umbilical cord with Finn's shoelace and laid the babe in Rachel's chest. The doctor took the small surgical scissors from the nurse.

"Care to cut?" He asked Finn with a smile.

"Hell yeah!" Finn gingerly cut the cord. "Oh my gosh, it's like… all spongy!"

Rachel adoringly kissed and snuggled the baby in her arms. Her expression changed though, as another wave of pain washed over her.

"Blaine, take baby number one. I think the third Hudson child is about to make it's deput pretty soon here." Kurt instructed.

Thankfully, things went quickly and as smooth as possible for the second twin and before they knew it, two proud parents were holding two very beautiful baby boys.

Exclamations of 'You are just the handsomest boy ever!' and 'Aren't you going to be a heartbreaker!' were being whispered into the newborn's ears.

An exhausted Kurt slowly sank down onto the floor. Blaine sat down right next to him and pulled the doctor into his arms. The two professionals had cleaned Rachel and the babes up as best they could with what they had and sat back to enjoy the view.

Kurt couldn't believe how worn out he was from the experience. Assisting back in med school was one thing. This was the first time he had delivered a baby, wait a minute, TWO babies, on his own. Not to mention the fact that this was family and incredibly personal to him. He had continually pushed the thought from his mind that if something went wrong he would have been powerless to stop it. Now he was free to feel every terrifying fear. He sank down and buried his head in Blaine's lap. He kept his cries silent. This was Finn and Rachel's moment. Thankfully they were so caught it in the joy of their little boys they didn't take notice to the doctor's mini-breakdown.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" Blaine whispered into his fiancé's ear. Kurt wiped his eyes and sniffed as he sat upright and leaned into the nurse's shoulder.

"Perfect." Kurt gave him a watery smile. "It's just a lot to take in and I'm so happy that everyone is okay." Blaine stroked Kurt's hair and looked at him with pure admiration.

"I could not be more proud of you. You know that, right?"

Kurt nodded and leaned in for a kiss.

Somehow, kisses that were backed with intense emotions, be it happy or sad, were the best kisses ever.

"How about we have one of those little bundles ourselves?" Blaine whispered in the other man's ear. Kurt leaned back and looked at him warily, but with a teasing smile.

"Are you hiding a uterus that I'm not aware of? Cuz we have some serious talking to do if that's the case." Blaine rolled his eyes and started to respond before being interrupted by Finn.

"I don't think we can ever repay you guys." This was the most serious that Kurt had ever seen his brother. "I owe you the life of my wife and my two sons."

"Finn, I didn't really do as much as…" Blaine started but was interrupted by Finn again.

"Yes, you did, dude. You worked together. You guys are a team. I owe both of you."

Blaine and Kurt just nodded, tears in their eyes. Neither were more content or fulfilled when they considered their career of choice. Saving lives. Bringing lives into the world. Nothing compared.

"I know that this doesn't even begin to show our gratitude but we'd like to introduce you to the twins officially. We already knew their first names, but after today…"

Finn handed the babe he was holding to the nurse.

"This is Teegan Blaine."

The curly haired man took the babe into his arms with a shocked look at Finn and a choked sob. He pressed a kiss to the child's forehead in reverence.

Finn gently took the second born twin from Rachel's arms and placed him into the doctor's.

"And this… is Skylar Kurt."

Kurt pulled the small newborn to his chest, simply soaking in the awe and beauty of new life.

"One last thing guys," Rachel spoke in a weary voice as she leaned against her husband, eyes closing. "If you don't get married I will have to kill you. Literally. Kill you."

Blaine and Kurt looked at each other over the heads of the babies and smiled.

To the surprise of all four adults, a sudden ding sounded and the doors to the elevator opened.

"I am so sorry it took so long! If the wiring hadn't been completely fucked up…"

The repairman stopped mid-sentence and took in the scene before him.

"Wow. Been busy?"