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Chapter 39: Unexpected Arrivals

Chapter 39: Unexpected Arrivals

The door opened and in walked Zack followed by two very nice-looking young men—tall, muscular and handsome. Ben could not believe what his eyes were seeing. There was a carbon copy of Roy from 5 years ago, but instead of 5 foot 11, he had to be at least 6 foot 4. The other young man was quite good-looking too, but definitely human.

"Jonathan, walk around the chair and meet Roy. You might have something in common," Zack’s voice rang out.

Roy saw the tall young man walk around the edge of the chair and stand in front of him. He looked up into his face and he saw his own. Roy didn’t get the chance to stand up—Jonathan dropped to his knees and hugged the dad he’d always wanted to meet. Talk about a tear fest—this was a big one there in the office.

"How did this happen? Who found him?" Roy looked at Zack.

Jonathan looked at his dad. "I found you, Dad. I had a part of you—just four bottles of your nectar when I was a child—and I knew I had to find you. I knew you were alive and I have not given up the search. I’ve been looking since I was 16 years old, and my partner William has been with me every step of the way. When I thought about giving up, he said no way. He kept on pushing me and said we will find your dad no matter what. And I did, and I’m so happy to hear about the quadruplets—I’m going to have me some little brothers, something I’ve wanted. Siblings. Somebody to spoil rotten."

Roy had still not found his voice. He couldn’t stop bawling and hugging Jonathan. Jonathan held his hand out for William to come beside him. He took a knee and introduced himself to Roy, telling him how much his son meant to him, and how much he loved him, and that one day they would give him a hybrid grandchild. This made Roy start crying again—between the happiness and the hormones, he was a blubber factory.

There was no "do not disturb" sign outside the door, and Robbie just walked right on in like he normally did. "Holy shit, there’s twins!" were the first words out of his mouth.

Everybody laughed except Robbie—he didn’t know what the heck to do.

"Can I help you, Robbie? Been a little busy here."

"Yes, Dad, I just want to let you know that I’m going to the house to check on Luther. Willie wasn’t feeling good so he stayed home, and I just want to look in on both of them, if that’s okay."

"Yes, Robbie, go check on them. When you get through, come back, and if you got any questions, I’ll answer every one of them."

Robbie had been gone maybe 10 minutes. They were just sitting around talking when Ben suddenly got a strange look on his face. "Hey guys, we got a problem right now—major problem."

"Is everything okay?" Zack asked.

"Nope," Ben answered. "My water just broke and this baby’s coming right this second."

"I got a bad cold—I can’t be around him trying to deliver. I don’t want the baby getting sick," Zack commented.

"I’ve never delivered a child for someone else," Roy explained. Jonathan and William were both lost.

"Let me do it. I’ll do it," Hanz replied. He looked at Jonathan and William. "You two get his pants off and set him back down in the chair at the edge and hold his legs outward." Hanz pulled his shirt off. "This will do to hold him once I get them out—I’ll wrap them up in my shirt."

"If everybody’s through doing what they’re gonna do, this baby is coming out of me right this second! Get it out of me, get it out here, get it out!" Ben remarked.

Standing beside Hanz, he told Ben to take a deep breath on the next pain and push hard. With a grunt, a growl and a yell, Ben pushed as hard as he could, and in one quick move the baby came straight out. Hanz tied off the umbilical cord and cleaned the baby’s mouth with the edge of his shirt, then slapped it on the ass. And boy, did that kid come alive—he was a loud one. Hanz handed the baby to Ben, who stuck it to his right nipple, and he started to nurse right away.

"That was quick—not very much labor, not a whole lot of pain, and a very easy birth. That kid has to be at least 11 pounds. Ben, you’re getting to be a pro at this," Hanz remarked.

"A pro that isn’t having the next one for two years. I don’t care what happens—this body is taking a break."

Zack chuckled. "Yeah, you popped out two in nine months and 2½ weeks. That’s quick for even you."

"Is there an emergency blanket in the rover rig out behind the seat? I don’t want to carry him through the warehouse half-dressed. It may be natural, but still, he still needs respect."

"Where is it at exactly, and I’ll go look," William asked. In a couple of minutes, William returned with the blanket. Roy and Jonathan helped Ben stand up and wrap the blanket around him. Hanz picked him up as he held onto his child and carried them out to the rover. Zack crawled in the driver’s seat, with Jonathan, William and Roy in the back seat along with Hanz holding Ben in his lap.

"Y’all idiots get back in that warehouse and keep on going! Just because I had a baby don’t mean y’all get the day off—do you understand that?" was the last thing he hollered out as they pulled away.

Zack pulled up and Hanz got out of the buggy carrying Ben to the center. When Lex walked out the front door, he asked, "What in the hell happened?"

Ben smiled. "I got in a big hurry and this big guy here just helped out tremendously. Cut your old granddad a break."

"Well, since you weren’t answering your phone, I was coming to get you. You’re not going to a room of your own—I just want to let you know that Claude is here, dilated to 4 and in active labor. So Hanz, follow me and bring Ben, and everybody else, let’s make it a family affair. As we walk, tell me who you are and what you’re doing here."

Roy started out. "This is my son Jonathan and his partner William. We just met. We were at Ben’s office when he went into labor and delivered."

"Well, at least we’re all family here—we’ve all seen everybody’s goodies drop out of their butts, and before long I’ll be dropping one too, as you can tell. So Jonathan, what do you think about hybrids since you’ll have one next time? How did you know that he was human?" Lex commented.

"Got one of the gorgeous things myself—they’re great, they’re great and fun in bed, and their seed takes hold of a Genman quick."

"Oh no, we’re not expecting a child. Maybe someday, but not right now. He wants to, but I want to get everything in order—careers, house, everything perfect."

"That’s nice, Jonathan, but let me tell you one thing. When the little rugrats come along, they will tear your heart out and tear your house up. Genman children, hybrids or otherwise—make sure it’s nailed down and indestructible, and they’ll still find a way to tear it up. Believe me, we did that to my dad’s place. Had two older brothers—it didn’t matter. We always fought, we always tore it up, we broke something, and we were always in trouble for doing it. But hey, that’s what kids do."

Around the corner, they could hear Claude wailing. "It’s his first time and it’s going to stretch him big time. He is not going to be able to sit down for a week, knowing him," Ben said.

"Yep," Lex commented. "I’ve measured them, and that boy is twice the size of the little girl. I estimate her to be 9½ to 10 pounds—he’s going to be anywhere between 18 to 22 pounds. Let’s hope she comes first that way he will at least have a little stretch before he has his big stretch. He’s gonna be here a while—I figure he may be 14 to 30 hours in labor. That is just an estimate—he might get to a point where he just spits them out like a watermelon seed, but I doubt it. You can stay with him a while, but you need to get your rest too. I’ll bring your bed chair—whichever is comfortable for you—but I don’t want you tiring yourself out."

"Lex, I’ll be fine. I just need something good to eat so I can keep up my energy and let the baby rest."