Jack sighed heavily, asking Trey a little flatly. "So... What is your plan?" Getting to his feet, Trey patted his leg, replying calmly. "I'll handle it. Just relax as much as you can. I will be right back." Slumping down in the chair, Jack grumbled out. "Fine." He watched Trey leave the trailer, catching the muffled voice of Mark just outside. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but already Mark was getting upset about something. Shaking his head, Jack looked back up at the picture, mumbling out to the baby just to break up his growing worry for Mark. "I never should have used a potion... I just... I let everything overwhelm me." Closing his eyes Jack tried to nap for a bit. The trailer was nice and warm, but he still wanted to snuggle something. As nice as the chair was it was just too stiff. Dozing off a little, he found himself thinking about Mark coming to get him. How he'd enter the trailer spread the legs of the birthing chair and crawl over him to kiss him. It was strange how real it felt. It got so real that Jack jerked himself awake.

He expected to see Mark in the room, but he wasn't. He was alone. Touching his stomach, he growled out. "Stop that..." Jack felt his stomach move and tensed. His stomach was still flat... but he could feel it? Panic seeped into him. Was this normal? Jack hiccupped, scaring himself as he turned to his side in the chair. Panting a little, Jack felt a growing need rise in him. Lifting his leg to rest it up on the armrest, he tried to keep his legs from touching. He wanted to put something between his legs, but he wasn't sure why. Hiccupping again, Jack groaned and clawed the back of the seat. He'd never been so uncomfortable in his life. Feeling anxious, he started biting his arm. In the reflection of the small mirror by the small sink, Jack saw his eyes flickering with a purple hue. Digging his nails into the chair, Jack whined as he rolled onto his back and arched up. Forcing himself to swallow, his body trembled as he gripped the arms of the chair and moaned. Slamming his heels into the foot braces on the chair, Jack bit his lip as pleasure made him writhe in the seat.

Trey entered the trailer again, telling Mark seriously. "He's fine. But you won't be if you get near him. He doesn't need the stress. He needs to relax." Mark's mom said something, and Trey told her lightly. "I don't know for how long. This potion is normally harmless... but when it's warped like this... It's unpredictable. It's like setting a wild animal loose. It's confused and trying to do what it was designed for. All I can do is guess." Hearing Mark's voice had Jack's eyes rolling back. Trying to resist the urges pulsing through him, he strained to stay quiet... but a pleading moan broke from his lungs. From outside, Mark yelled out in shock. "Jack?!" Jack heard stomping coming up the steps before Trey cursed out. "SHIT! Mark!" The door banged and Jack sat up in his seat with a jagged exhale. Banging came from outside the door, while Trey grunted out. "Get me that case! Sedate him!" Mark kicked the door so hard that the small light hinges on the door busted off. The door fell to the ground and Jack got goosebumps.

Trey yanked Mark away from the door, wrestling Mark to the floor. Mark fought against Trey's grip, thrashing and tugging to get loose. He was almost free of Trey's grip, until Mark's mom rushed in with a needle to stick into the side of her son. Mark yelped, punching Trey in the balls to finally get him to let go. Mark's mom jumped back as Mark lashed out at both of them. Groggily, Mark shifted to all fours and crawled slowly across the floor. Jack shoved the legs of the seat wider, leaning back in the seat as his body rode out a ripple of pleasure. Mark crawled over the door and moved to sit beside the chair. Jack reached down to take his hand. The moment their fingers touched; Jack moaned at how warm they felt. Mark tried to get up, but slowly sank down to his side as the sedation kicked in. Jack groaned with frustration, shifting to his side as Mark's mom watched from the doorway. Setting the needle down, she came in and asked him with worry. "Jack? Are you hurting?" Shaking his head, Jack panted out. "No... I'm..." Jack couldn't finish. Bowing his head, he moaned and shifted his legs.

Trudging into the doorway, Trey winced out. "Keeping them apart is going to be harder than I thought." Mark's mom huffed with an uneasy smirk, stepping out to let Trey into the room. Trey slipped in to check Jack over. Jack arched in the seat, straining out. "What they hell is happening to me?" Trey put a hand to his forehead to feel his temperature, then informed him breathlessly. "It's accelerating... I was afraid of this." Mark's mom put her hands on her hips, trying to stay calm as she asked. "Ok... So, what do we do next?" Trey took shaky breathes as he tried to shake off his exhaustion to think. Leaning on the arm of the chair, he told her casually. "I wanna try something. Draw a warm bath and we'll put Jack in it." Jack looked at Trey, blurting out. "Why?" Trey gave him a nervous look, before telling him honestly. "To help relax your body. The potions are clashing... While your body is trying to prepare for the baby... the other is using your flux in hormones to try and speed up its agenda before your body rejects the idea of sex. Which the stress they are taking on you-" Trey was cut off by Mark's mom slipping in to finish off. "Could induce a premature labor."

Jack fell limply back in the seat, muttering out. "Oh fuck... If I lose it..." Trey put a hand on Jack's side, telling him seriously. "Don't. I'm not going to let that happen. But we've got to prepare. Quickly." Mark's mom nodded, beckoning for Jack to come with her. Jack forced himself to slide from the seat, fighting through his body's desire to drop to all fours. The pleasure was getting intense and making him sensitive. Trey picked up the door to put outside, then went back for Mark. Mark's mom got Jack into the house, taking him into the bathroom. She got the water started, then rushed off as the babies in the other room started crying out with squeals of glee. Jack wanted to see his babies but could only sit by the tub. Starting to strip himself down to his underwear, he pulled himself into the tub on his own. The running water rushed over his feet and the warmth slowly encased him as the water rose. When Mark's mom returned, she had Sam in her arms. Sam giggled, chewing her pacifier and clinging to her with happy squeals. Jack smiled seeing Sam. Mark's mom turned off the water, telling him casually to distract him. "She's very clingy, isn't she?"

Jack reached out to touch Sam's arm, chuckling out. "Just a little. I don't think she likes being alone for too long." Mark's mom smiled in return, then asked him curiously. "If I leave her with you, will you two be ok?" Jack started to reach out, then stopped to ask. "Why? Where are you going?" She gave him a rushed expression but answered. "Trey is preparing the trailer for your labor. He needs help. And with both Mark and Jason down... I've got my hands full." Jack reached out for his daughter, replying confidently. "I can take her." Mark's mom stripped Sam down, then gave her to Jack, commenting sweetly. "Saves me giving her a bath later." Jack laughed, laying her over his chest. Sam giggled, her hands splashing the water that drifted over his chest. Tensing, he sank a little in the water as his pleasure hit but it seemed weaker now. Was it finally calming down now that his focus was on trying to keep Sam above water? Sam's pacifier fell from her mouth as he laughed at him. Taking water in his mouth, he lifted his lips from the water to gently spray her face.

Sam flinched, but laughed and splashed more. Chuckling to himself, he sat up a little and grabbed the baby body wash. Soaping her up, she became fascinated with touching the bubbles. Smearing the bubbles across the start of her short light brown hair, she touched her head to see the bubbles than smacked him in the face as she tried to mimic him. Laughing with her, he asked her playfully. "You think that's funny?" She smiled at him and he lightly tickled her, causing her to squeal. Bracing his feet on the wall by the faucet, he tried to rinse her off. She wiggled and squirmed like a fish as she tried to explore, causing something in him to playfully attack her. She squealed more and splashed him, staring him down with those bright blue eyes that were filled with so much innocence. Pulling her closer, before she slipped away, he stared into her eyes completely mesmerized by the life he saw in them. To his shock, she put her forehead to his for a little bit. The gesture made him think of Mark and he wondered how much like him she was going to be. Snuggling into the crook of his arm, she laid her head down on his shoulder and stroked his chest with her tiny hand.

Rubbing his hand along her arm to keep her warm, he kissed her head and whispered to her. "Please stay this young... Don't grow up and hate me." She sleepily stoked his chest more and he added sweetly. "Oh... and you're never getting a boyfriend. Ever. If you disagree, speak now." From the doorway of the bathroom, Mark's mom chuckled out as she made her way farther in. "Still have a few years before you have to worry about that. Doing ok? I heard a lot of squealing and was a little worried." Jack smirked, happily replying. "I'm good. Just... bonding. Everything ok out there?" She nodded, taking a seat on the edge of the tub as she informed him. "Ya. Trey has got the trailer ready. We put Jason and Mark in the bedroom to... sleep this off. Trey is offering to make dinner. But he wants to check on you first. I told him that I'd see how you were." Jack let out a deep exhale, saying softly aloud. "I think the water is helping. Or maybe it's her..." Sam's arm moved up to curl around Jack's neck in her sleep. Mark's mom chuckled very quietly, telling him sweetly. "A warm bath just puts them right out... but I think she seems to sleep deeper when she's in your arms. Mark too. Must be the way you smell or how warm you are."

Jack rolled his eyes, but she told him seriously. "I mean it. After you two left, she got sick. I gave her a bath and it took a while to get her to go completely out. She just kept waking herself up in my arms. Yet here she is with you... Out like a light." Jack looked down at Sam, brushing his knuckles around her tiny ear. He didn't want to give her up, but Mark's mom leaned over to take her as she said. "I better get her dressed before she catches a cold." She touched Sam's sides and Sam seemed to sense what was coming, because she snuggled more into Jack's shoulder to hug his neck more. Mark's mom chuckled, trying to pry her off him carefully. Taking her up into her arms, Sam began to cry. Mark's mom patted her back, wrapping her in a towel as she cooed out. "Oh, I know, honey. I'm sorry." Jack sat up, but she pointed at him and told him in a stern motherly voice. "You stay there." Jack gestured to Sam, but Mark's mom interjected quickly. "She'll be fine. I've got her. Right now, you need to be relaxing."

Jack slumped back in the tub, listening to Sam cry as Mark's mom took her away. He hated feeling useless. Trey slipped in a minute or two later to check his pulse and condition. When he finished, he told him truthfully. "Your condition seems stable for the moment. But I am worried. The baby is still premature... Even at the rate this is accelerating... It could bring some complications. I'm going to do my best though. All I can do is wait." Jack bit his lip, mumbling out reluctantly. "Does that mean I'm stuck in the tub until I go into contractions?" Trey chuckled, then told him nicely. "No. I don't want you to prune up. I just wanted it to relax your muscles and sooth the baby. With your exposure to the cold, I wanted to bring your temperature up a bit more. Just in case the cold was stressing the baby out too. Also, I was trying to see if it would help with contractions if they started." Jack sat up, raising an eyebrow that prompted Trey into adding. "Sometimes women that have water births feel like it helps with lessening labor pains. I believe it has to do with buoyancy. Takes the pressure off areas that would otherwise be subjected to gravity. While you can't have a water birth... I was hoping it would help to buy me some time to get the room ready."

Jack gave him a comforting smile, informing him nicely. "Thank you. I haven't felt pain though. Just... I was so overwhelmed with a need for Mark to... You know." Jack blushed a deep red, feeling embarrassed. Trey stayed professional and helped lighten the mood by telling him. "I will say this... Mark is not an easy man to subdue. I do believe that boy would kill the devil himself for you." Jack blushed shyly now, licking his lips as he mumbled out. "He was a wrestler, you know." Trey huffed, rubbing his shoulder as he told him a little jokingly. "Makes sense. One thing is for sure... He didn't hesitate to see if you were ok." Jack bowed his head, grimly saying. "You could have gotten hurt. Mark under the effects of the potion is... frightening." Trey patted his shoulder, retorting assuredly. "That might be... But Mark wasn't under the potion for that." Jack looked up at Trey like he had to be mistaken. Trey stayed confident though, upon answering. "I mean it. I watched him the whole time. What Mark did... He did purely because he was worried about you. I got in his way... he got pissed off. His mother later told me that Mark might have been getting a flashback from your first labor... Locked in the room. Alone."

Jack looked away. He didn't want to think about that. That had been his own fault. Trey took his arm, helping him up and out of the tub slowly. Wrapping a towel around him, Trey purred out in a warm voice. "Like I said though. He didn't hesitate. And had his mother not sedated him... I think he would have thrown me from the trailer." Jack hugged the towel around himself. After Trey left, Jack changed into the Pajamas that Mark's mom had bought for pictures later. Despite being told to sit on the couch while they cooked, Jack snuck off to the bedroom. Opening the door to Jason's room, Jack crept in. Jason was sleeping on his bed now. While Mark was sleeping across a blanket on the floor. Creeping over to Mark, Jack sank down to his knees to kiss his cheek. Running a hand through Mark's hair, Jack whispered to him with a smirk. "My crazy teddy bear... What am I going to do with you?" Mark groaned in his sleep, his hand moving to touch Jack's leg. Jack took it and hugged it to his chest. After a minute though, Jack saw Mark's mom in the doorway beckoning him out of the room. So, he reluctantly moved away to join her. To Be Continued...