Septiplier Mpreg: Love At First Sight

Maybe Baby

Mark's view

Jack being overdue kept everyone on edge. We had no way to tell when he'd have the baby. Felix was constantly drunk, after Cry left.

I drove Sammy and Stefano to school and picked them up. I felt bad for them. They were too young for so much responsibility.

When I woke up one morning Jack was tossing and turning. I gently shook him awake. His eye's had terror in them "Mark, I think today's the day"

I began to freak a bit. I put the overnight bags in the car and arranged to have Sammy and Stefano, I didn't trust them with Felix, to go to a babysitter.

I got  home from dropping off the kids. Jack was pacing and whimpering. I went over to him and rubbed his back. He rested his head on my shoulder and sighed. I attempted to comfort him " I know its been tough baby, but well make it. I know we will." He murmured softly "I want to keep myself busy until it happens. I'll do landrey."

Jack's view

I rubbed my belly as I set down a towel. I winced at another ping of pain hit me. I wanted to go to the hospital, but the doctor said not until my water broke.

The pain was slowly getting worse. I reminded myself to breathe. I wanted to go to Mark.  I set down a shirt. I got to the doorframe before I felt it.

A wave of pain then I felt warm wetness between my legs. But something was wrong. Instead of contractions, the pain was continued. It consumed my body and never ended. 

I cried to Mark. He didn't hear me. The pain was so bad I couldn't stand and I feel on my knees "MARK!!!" He ran over. His eyes widened and he scooped me up. Was this the last thing I would feel? Pain?

Marks view 

As I put Jack in the back seat, I knew something was wrong. I feared for Jacks life. He lay curled up, his arms wrapped around his belly.

I stepped on the gas and attempted to sooth Jack "It's ok baby, your o-" "IT FUCKING HURTS!!!" I closed my mouth, not wanting to anger him further.

I bit my lip as we ran into traffic "W-why did we stop?!" I gripped the steering wheel "We've run into traffic"

As I inched forward, Jack stayed silent. Just as I was calming down he screeched. Anger and panic hit me "JESUS JACK!!!!"

I looked back. Jack was curled in a puddle of blood. His crying was had turned to wailing "IT HURTS MARK, IT REALLY HURTS!"

Fear flooded me. Finally the traffic cleared and I stepped on it. We got to the hospital. I jumped out and scooped Jack up. He whimpered and panted.

I ran in and a nurse raced over. She called over more and they put Jack in a wheelchair. I briskly paced behind Jack as I explained to the nurse.

We went into a room. The nurse turned to me "We need to do tests on him. Will you stay and comfort him?"

I nodded and sat in the chair next to Jack. He squeezed my hand. I though it was breaking. Fear turned to panic as his grip got weaker.

Several doctor's crowed Jack. A nurse motioned to me. Jack whimpered as I stepped away. I walked to the nurse

"Can't you do a C-Section?" She shook her head "Why not?!" She took a deep breath "Because he's so sick, he's at to much of a risk of getting an infection if we cut him open." I whimpered "Epidural?" She shook her head at that to. She put a hand on my shoulder "You need to comfort him. He's going to be in hell for the next day or two." I nodded.

A doctor near Jack motioned to me so I could sit with Jack again. He practically ran over. I held his hand. He was to weak to scream now, all he could do was whimper.

He didn't take his eye's off me. I murmured to him "I won't leave you Jack. Ok?" He gave half a nod.

Jack was in labour 15 hours. Two to push the baby out. I didn't leave his side. When the baby came out, we heard no sound. But we had a son. Tim

A nurse cleaned him and walked in. Tim had Sammy's shade of hair, but my dark skin. I looked at the nurse's face.

My heart seemed to stop when I noticed the nurse was crying. But they were not happy tears. Jack looked at Tim.

Tim was dying in Jacks arms.