The Road We Took

Chapter 25-Our Intelligent Defender

  Chase POV

"Chaseeeeeee, I don't understand this problem" Marco's head was thrown back and his arms were limp at his side, and his laptop mostly hanging off his lap due to the space his extended tummy was occupying. Since we were already in the middle of the fourth month, Adam was being extra careful with us and often requested, more like chided, that we are either sitting or laying down on a very soft surface. Adam and I often found ourselves guiding Marco back to the bed or a chair, Adam sometime's went as far as to carry him just to be sure, I was obviously treated the same but I rarely left the bed or bean bag so I was fine.

One good thing was that since we started taking online classes we've been seeing a lot more of Adam. All of us were usually in Adam's room either taking classes, doing essays, or just chilling. Most of the times we were chilling Adam was snuggling Marco and I and rubbing or tummies; sometimes he'd talk to the children, saying things like how much he loves them and how he can't wait for them to be here. It really was heart touching. He also took time off his job ever since April came around. Thank God his boss is understanding and left him the whole month off. He also got into accounting, taking the necessary classes, and a few more, so 'that he could sustain us in the future'...his words not mine.

"Ok hold on I'm coming" A grunt escaped my throat as I pushed off the bean bag and waddled toward Marco, "what?" he just pointed at the screen where one of the easiest problems was displayed; with a long sigh I started to explain the problem as easy as I could, and also gave him some suggestions on how to do the others.

"Oh!! I get it now thanks!!!" he gave me a peck then went and marked down the wrong answer. I should've gone into even more detail. I walked over to the bean bag and began to sit down when the most excruciable pain hit my abdomen, "Ahh!!!!" I fell down onto the bean bag and clutched at my stomach.

"Chase!!!! Are you ok?!!! What's wrong?!!! ADAM!!!!!" Marco quickly got off the bed and was kneeling down to my right when Adam burst through the door and settled his eyes on me.

"Chase, babe what's wrong?? What's happening" the pain was still there, slowly growing stronger, I was in a fetal position with tears threatening to leave my eyes, and mouth open panting heavily.

"I-I think I'm i-in lab-bor" I ducked my head closer to my chest when a wave of pain came barreling through my abdomen so hard I had no feeling in my legs for the time it passed. I don't know how long the silence lasted but the pain grew immensely in that time span. "Ahh!" my shout seemed to snap something in Marco, and he, as quickly as he could, went over to the drawer and got a bag we had set up for this occasion that had a few diapers, a cute gray onesie and a change of clothes for me.

I remember when we went baby shopping. Marco was all about the clothes, the cribs, and the toys; while I was looking at the diapers, pacifiers, and baby care things. We filled the car halfway since we needed triple of everything, and sweet Adam just smiled and told us to take anything we wanted. I don't know how big of a dent that made in his bank account but I imagine it must've been huge.

Such a weird thing to remember the day you went shopping for your child when you feel like your insides want to be a part of the outside world.

"Adam! Hurry up!! We have to take him to the hospital" Adam just nodded, and got to work. His face was still in that shocked state, but at least the rest of his body had already snapped out of it. I doubt Adam's dad would've carried me to the car even if it was the end of the world; stupid bigot, following his wife's words and opinions as if they were the holy grail.

"Ahhh!!!!" an even harder wave of pain started now and I felt a liquid sensation on my legs and my butt, "m-my wa-water brok-e"

"I know babe I know, but just breathe ok? Come on, in...out...in...out" we were already on the way to the hospital and I was managing the pain way better. It was still a pain in the ass, literally, but I didn't scream anymore when it hit. "We're here" my breaths came out in ragged harsh pants, sweat was already all over my body in a thin layer.

"Help! He's in labor!" nurses soon flooded the space all around me, calling out doctor's names and orders. I was put on a stretcher, the ones where there were hoops near the shoulders and platforms for your leg; I think they're called birthing beds, I don't know I can't really concentrate with what's happening.

"Ok sir, you're not ready not push yet but just wait a few more minutes" I really hate her. She might have been the nicest person in the world but I still hated her. She could've donated billions to charity, but the hate was still there. I want this kid out of me NOW, he's going to destroy my body!.

"I know babe, don't worry" Marco was trying to soothe me as best as he could, gently massaging my scalp every now and then, wiping me down with a cool towel a nurse had given him, he even let me crush his dainty little hand every time the pain hit. Adam was still quiet right next to me; his hand being destroyed by mine as time passed. I don't know if he was having second thoughts now but I sure as hell hoped not. I was laying in this freaking awkward position with my genitals hanging in the air and my butt exposed, because of our child. I will kill him if he walks out.

"AHH!! My freaking God!! Get this baby out of me!!" either my shouting or the appearance of the doctor shook him out of his little world, but to me, it didn't matter. Right now to me, he was why I was in pain; he was the reason why I was having a kid at 17. Everything was his fault at this moment. I grabbed him by the front of his shirt and brought him right in front of my face with no chance of getting loose from my grip, "I swear to god I will kill you. As soon as my son is out of me I'm going to stab you!!" he looked terrified at my behavior seeing as I've never threatened someone.

"Don't worry Mr.Jacoby. This is just for the time being. Many patients lose common sense when they are in labor. You have to remember he is in extreme pain right now." the doctor kept looking at my private area until he touched it and jammed his fingers inside my butt.

"Hey!!" he paid no mind to my complaining and just took off the gloves and grabbed new ones.

"Ok, you're ready to push. Remember to breathe before and after you push. If at any time you push out fecal matter, don't worry. You wouldn't be the first or last. Ok at the count of three ....one....two....three!!" I sucked in a big breath and pushed with all my might, determined to get the kid out of me.

I stopped pushing and breathed for a few seconds before the doctor told me to push again. It had already been 15 minutes of pushing before the doctor told me the best news, "Ok one more push and you're done" I wearily nodded and finally, FINALLY, pushed out for the last time and heard one of the most unforgettable sounds of my life.

"Uahh!!" I saw the little one squirming in the doctor's arm before a nurse took him away to clean him and check on him. My breaths were coming back to normal, my eyes half lidded, and my body completely worn out with this activity.

"You did it babe, I'm so proud of you" Adam gave me a peck on the forehead and a kiss on the mouth before leaving my side to check on his son. Marco soon took his place and started littering my face with kisses and my ears with words of praise.

"That was amazing Chase! I didn't know your butthole could even stretch that far! Is mine going to be like that?" he was happily chirping away, but I could see he was scared of having to go through what I just went.

"Every pregnancy and birth are different Marco. You don't have anything to worry about" he smiled at me then laid his head on my chest, "Nghh" Marco immediately lifted his head and looked down at me with concern written all over his face.

"Chase, what's wrong, what hurts?" he started to look all over my visible body looking for any signs of injuries.

"My chest feels sensitive" his eyebrows raised and he helped me take off my shirt, leaving the cold to nip at my sweat covered chest. He raked his gaze over my chest before stopping at the top.

"No way" one of his hands reached out and I felt something touch my nipple, a soft groan left my mouth and my head turned to the other side. "That's so cool" Marco did it again and I found one of my hands holding his; preventing him from doing it again.

"What is?" his captive hand pointed at a specific part of my chest and I looked down only to find, white liquid all around my nipple. "Is that...milk?" my other hand swapped a little off my chest and brought it up to my lips. "It is!!"

"Uahhh!!" my attention turned to the little blue bundle in Adam's arms, he was approaching the bed, his gaze fixated on the little human being swaddled inside the baby blue blanket. My arms reached out for him and Adam put him in my arms before getting another chair and sitting right next to Marco.

"He's beautiful" he really is. I know all babies are ugly when they are born, mine included, but something about him made him beautiful for me. It could've been the fact that he was mine. Or maybe because he was a mix between Adam and I. Maybe because he was the product of my love for the guys sitting next to my hospital bed in the birthing ward.

"What are we going to call him?" I lifted my eyes to Adam who caressed my baby boy's chubby chubby cheek before saying, "Alexis, it means defender" Alexis....it sounds amazing.

"Cato, it means intelligent. He'll be Alexis Cato Jacoby, our intelligent defender. He'll need to be both to take care of his little brothers that are coming soon."