Epilogue

Emily's POV. The reaction was instantaneous. The boys sprang into action, a flurry of movement and panic as they scrambled to get dressed. "Where are my pants?" Luca shouted, hopping around on one foot as he tried to pull on his jeans. "Forget your pants, where's the hospital bag?" Logan called back, tossing clothes in Luca's general direction as he searched for the carefully packed bag we'd prepared weeks ago. Leo, ever the calm one in a crisis, was already helping me into a loose dress. "Deep breaths, Em. Remember what we practiced. In through the nose, out through the mouth." I tried to follow his instructions, but another contraction hit, stronger than the last. "I don't think we have much time," I managed to say between breaths. "These babies are coming fast!" "Okay, okay, we've got this," Leo said, though his slightly panicked expression belied his confident words. "Luca, get the car started. Logan, grab the hospital bag and call ahead to let them know we're coming." As the boys