I cringed in pain as a stabbing sensation awoke me. I took a few deep breaths as I grasped my now bulging stomach only for another wave of pain to crush me, as well as a moist feeling in between my legs, my water breaking. "No. No, no, no!" I whispered as I turned to a sleeping Peter. I slapped his arm harshly, startling him awake. "Peter, the babies are coming." I said breathlessly as I clutched my stomach once again. His green eyes widened as he scrambled around, pulling on his shoes and coat over his pajamas before wrapping me in a blanket and practically carrying me down the stairs to our car. "Call- call Wendy and Snow." I demanded. Peter scrambled around once again, cursing under his breath. "Peter!" I shouted as I grabbed the front of his shirt. "Just run!" He nodded, still cursing as he allowed me to sit in the car with a bulging stomach and weird hormones. I groaned in pain once more as the elevator dinged and Snow, Wendy, Peter, and James exited. "Get. Me. To a. Hospital. NOW!" I ground out. They all nodded as they threw themselves in and coached me through my pregnancy. Well, Snow and Wendy did, Peter sat in the back looking mortified, and Charming decided to play chauffeur. I cringed as another wave of pain came and I clutched Wendy's hand in my own harshly. "You're doing great Haven!" Snow said encouragingly as Wendy shouted at David to go faster. "So I can cheat death but not my way out of giving birth, fan-fucking-tastic." I whined, my head resting in the crook of Snow's shoulder. That's when Peter decides to come back down to the land of the living and grasp my hand in his, distracting me with sweet nothings and light kisses. Granted, they didn't work as well as I hope.

Ten minutes later and I was being wheeled down the maternity ward, Peter following beside me in some sort of scrubs the doctor gave him. I glared harshly at him, my pain taking over and causing a rain storm outside. "I swear to the gods Peter, as soon as I'm well enough I am going to shove you down a portal!" He laughed nervously, unsure if I was being serious or not. He had no time to respond as we were led to a room with a weird looking bed and my doctor. "Come on, come on." She said as she hooked me to a variety of machines. "Okay, its seems you are on your last contraction so I'm going to need you to push, on three okay?" She shouted over my cries of pain and Peter's whimpers from me gripping his hand so harshly. "One. Two. Three! Push now, Haven!" I pushed as hard as I could and I'll save you the gruelling details of the odd sensation of having a living being pop out of your area. "Again!" I pushed once more, my face drenched in sweat and my hand gripping Peter's even tighter when our baby appeared on the arms of the doctor, crying loudly. He handed it off to a nurse for cleaning as another stab of pain hit my lower...area. "Okay, time for your second one, I need you to push me for me. Now!" I screamed as I pushed with all my might, just wanting this to be over and done with. Peter looked pale, yet joyous at the same time, bring a small shimmer of hope through me as I pushed one final time. However, there were no that greeted me. Only silence as I rested my head against Peter's arm. "M-My baby. Wh-what's wrong?" I questiones, slightly out of breath as the doctors left to the next room, both babies in tow. I knew what it meant, I just continued to shake my head as Peter comforted me to the best of his ability. Tears ran down my face as the doctors refused to appear. "P-Peter." I called, my voice breaking when he walked away from me to speak to the nurse that just appeared. His face went from concerned, to shocked, to sorrowful, to relieved, to sorrowful once more before it finally split into a grin. He ran over to my sticky, pale body and wrapped his arms around me. "They're fine. They're fine, Haven. The doctor just needs to fix you up alright? I'm going to go speak with Charming, Snow, and Wendy." He said as he pecked my lips and left, not bothering for my answer.

I smiled at the little babies in front of me, one wrapped in a pink blanket and the other wrapped in a blue one. Everyone walked in as I continued to gaze down at these beautiful little people in my arms. "Have you found a name?" Wendy asked, a small smile on her face as she watched Peter and I interact with out children. I nodded as I looked towards Peter, "Go ahead, you said you'd name the girl." He smiled as he slipped his slender pinky into her small hand.

"Gabrielle." He whispered, a loving smile adorning his lips. "Gabrielle Brooklyn Pan." I smiled and kissed away the tear that had made its trek down his cheek. "Julian." I looked down at the baby boy in my arms. My eyes immediately snapped to his ears and I giggled and I ran my pinky over them. "He has your ears." Everybody in the room laughed and stepped forward, ready to greet the newborn twins.

I smiled exitedy as Emma unwrapped my gown from its protective bag. "Wow, usually the brides are neck deep in nerves right now." Regina said as she came in, a bunch of hair items in her arms. I laughed and removed my robe, slipping into my dress. It was a beautiful underlying silk with lace overlaying it. It was a straight neck with cufflike sleeves. There was a small train as well. It fit like a glove and I hopled around in excitement. "Knock, knock." David called as he stepped in, a box in his arms with Mary Margaret behind him. "We got the shoes.."

"And the tiara."

I smiled at the couple and opened the larger of the two boxes. Inside sat a brand new pair of low top converse. They were shiny and a peachy pink color. "Thank you." I smiled as I hugged them both. They hugged back tight and motioned for the other box to be opened. In it sat a small tiara. It was but a simple band that was thicker in the center, a coral gem occupying the center. Tears sprang in my eyes and I quickly wiped them away, not wanting to ruin the make-up Wendy and Emma so kindly did. "It's beautiful, thank you so much." Everyone stepped into the hug.

"Do you Peter, take Haven as your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health."

"I do."

"Do you Haven, take Peter-"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't, I do."

"Very well, by the power invested in me and this church, you may now kiss the bride!"

*

"Agh, Peter! Put me down!"

"Nope, its tradition for newlyweds."

"Mommy! JuJu's being a bully!"

"No uh! Gabby is a liar!"

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

"Bloody hell."

"At least they aren't teenagers yet."

*

"Wait, so dad actually lived in Neverland and tried to kill Uncle Henry?"

"I wouldn't say kill, JuJu. More as, he needed Henry's heart to save Neverland magic."

"So a sacrifice?"

"No, Gab- well- actually, yeah."

"I find that offensive, anyway who's ready for middle school?!"

"I got asked to Prom by Julian."

"Huh? I thought he was going with that Parkinson wench."

"Oh I was, then I saw how rude she was being. She told all the boys to ignore her so she wouldn't get a date. I felt the need to put her in her place."

"That's my boy."

"Relax guys, its only Uni. Besides, we'll have each other. Nothing can get past the Pan twins."

"Just be careful, and call us everyday."

"Will do mother, father. And thanks, for everything, but it's time we venture out on our own."

"I'm engaged."

"Yay! Tell me all about it!

"Excuse me!"

"Who the bloody hell does this boy think he is?"

"We did good Gabrielle. We did good."

"I know, Julian. I just wish they were still here. The kids miss them too."

"So do mine, but hey, they're all off at college, we're free!"

"You're a bully."

"And the lie detector test has determined, that, is a lie."

"You are a dork."

"I'm your twin brother, its my mission to be as dorky as possible."

"Hmm, then Mr. Dork-fork, can we come back to visit them tomorrow?"

"Anything for my little sister."

"By literally two minutes!"

"Tomatoe, Tomato."