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Me Without You

Split Responsibilities.

Sitting in Dr. Grace’s waiting room with both Alex and Jack was possibly the single most awkward experience of our entire lives. One of these men was the father of my children. Only, I wasn’t entirely sure which. I had all my chips in Team Jack, but if it turned out to be Alex, it really couldn’t be that bad. Could it?
“Jasey?” Dr. Grace poked her head out of her door and smiled when she spotted me. “It’s time.” Jack wrung his hands nervously and Alex trailed behind, entirely uncomfortable with the fact that I had insisted he be here. Well, he was the father, he would damn well be at my twelve week scan. “You’re getting noticeable now.” Grace smiled as she sat back in her chair and I jumped up onto the bed, Alex and Jack sitting awkwardly on the two chairs in the corner. “You must be Alex, and you must be Jack.” Grace shook both their hands before rubbing her hands at me. “Shall we start?” The boys shuddered as she gave me a quick once over before pulling out the ultrasound gel. The screen flickered to life and I leaned back, eager to see the balls of static fuzz. “There we are.” Grace smiled as she moved the wand around to reveal two small figures entangled in each other. Jack and Alex were both leaning forward in their chairs, jaws dropped to the floor.
“Holy shit,” Alex whispered. “That is so cool.”
“Shut up, Gaskarth. Those are my kids.” Jack laughed as he playfully punched him in the arm.
“Oh yeah?” Alex challenged. “And what if they’re not?” Jack stopped for a second and stared at Alex with a totally serious expression.
“I’m afraid I’ll have to kill you.” Alex flipped Jack off before they both turned their attention back to the screen.
“Now, Jasey, everything’s normal with the babies.” I breathed a sigh of relief. “We can do what we discussed on your last visit today, if you like. You’re far enough to check.” I pulled my shirt back down and looked at the boys. They both knew what was meant by that.
“Guys?” I asked. They both hesitated slightly before glancing at each other, checking for assurance, and then nodding. “Okay, let’s do it.” I told Grace who told us to hold on for a second and left the room.
Twenty minutes later Grace had returned, taken samples of both the boys DNA and was drawing blood out of me.
“So how does this even work?” Jack asked as he watched fascinated at the blood oozing out of my arm.
“We take a sample of everyone’s DNA and then we check Jasey’s for cell-free fetal DNA and match it with one of yours. It’s safer than intrusive tests.” Jack nodded and Alex sat with his head in his hands. “We’ll have the results in couple of days.” Grace bandaged my arm. “I’ll give you a call, Jasey.” We all thanked her as we left her office and I had never gripped Jack’s hand so tight.

“No!” I squealed as Jack threw me down on the couch trailing kisses over my neck. “No!”
“Watch it!” Jack growled, tickling my sides.
“Never!” I squirmed out of his grasp and jumped to the other side of the couch. “We watched Home Alone yesterday and we do not need to watch it again!” Jack gasped, holding his hand on his heart.
“I think…” Jack’s sentence was cut short when my phone rang out through the room. We both froze and turned to look at its place on the table. It was Grace. “Answer it.”
“Jacky…”
“It’ll be fine, Jay.” Jack walked around to me ad wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on top of my head. I flicked the screen and held Grace’s voice up to my ear.
Jasey?
“Yes.” My voice shook.
This is something I’ve never had to say before but, well, the twins are bi-paternal.” My face crunched up and I looked up at Jack who shrugged.
“Bi-paternal?”
Yes. It means that the twins have separate fathers.” Jack disappeared from behind me and started to pace around the room, running his hands through his hair.
“How… how is that even possible?” I stuttered, sliding onto the couch.
If the two events are close enough its entirely possiblefor two separate eggs to be fertilized and both survive. It’s awkward but that seems to be what happened to you.
“So, only one is Jack’s?”
The other DNA profile matches Mr. Gaskarth.” I dragged my free hand down my face and rubbed my eyes. “We’ll need you to come in again so we can double check with a different procedure which will also allow us to tell you which is whose.” I grumbled a faint ‘okay’ and then hung up. I needed to think. When I was faced with the reality that the twins might be Alex’s, I could handle that, which would be one guy. But the twins having different dads? Jack slid down next to me and we sat awkwardly next to each other, not talking or touching.
Jack finally broke the silence.
“How the fuck are we going to tell Alex.” He whispered, flicking his phone in his hand. I shrugged, still trying to digest the information.
“We don’t need to.” I realised. “Grace said there’s still a chance.”
“Jasey, there isn’t. This has happened. We just have to figure out how to deal with it.” Jack groaned. “Alex is the father of one of the twins. We have to tell him.” As if on cue the door was flung open and a bubbly Alex came jumping into the living room.
“Jesus! You can practically smell the awkward in here!” He laughed as he walked around from the door to stand in front of us. “God, what…” A look of realisation crossed Alex’s face and his hands went to his head. “Holy shit, I’m the dad?” Jack shook his head and Alex became more confused than before. “Why… What’s the looks for? I thought this was what you wanted?” I shook my head and watched Alex’s face slowly fall. “They’re gone?”
“No, the twins are fine.” Jack spoke up. I silently thanked him by squeezing his hand. There was no way I would ever be able to tell this to Alex. “But there’s been a strange development.” Alex perched himself on the coffee table, his face more curious than worried now. “The twins are bi-paternal.”
“Bi as in… two?” Alex mumbled to himself more than to us. “That’s… Does that mean one is…?” Jack nodded when Alex looked up and Alex took a breath before slowly nodding. “I have a kid?” I stayed silent.
“Yes.” Jack’s voice was cold. This wasn’t going to be easy.

Notes

HEY SO LOOK WHAT HAPPENED.
My mothers a midwife so I had a little bit of fun with this one. My knowledge on pregnancy is abnormal.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the biggest plot-twist ever.
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Comments

Prequel first please <3 :)

LastFlightHome LastFlightHome
10/25/14

@Evie
Ahh okay I get it :)

I really hope I didn't sound mean. If I didn't like your story I wouldn't have bothered. I just thought it was good enough for me to point out.

@we-forgot-monday
Hey :) I kind of wanted that to be the point. Jasey seems so perfect and everyone seems to like her so much that her downfall is how possessive she becomes over everyone. How they're her boys and no one else's unless she totally approves of them. I read a lot of fanfiction where the female is 'perfect' in a way and I wanted to try push that in a different way where her perfection and popularity is her downfall. For example, how she can't choose between Alex or Jack but still expects both of them to hang around for her and not move on, which ultimately all comes from her insecurity but we haven't got there yet ;) I'm starting to focus more on that side of the story now as its coming toward the end but I thought I should just put that out there and I'm really do apologise if it's unclear! The story did begin with a lack of character put into Jasey which I'm trying to slowly fix up through both the chapters coming up and the prequel.
Thanks for your comment!

Evie Evie
7/6/14

I really don't mean to sound bitchy or mean but why does everyone like Jasey so much? What has she done? She seems kind of perfect, which seems kind of unrealistic. I haven't finished the story yet but does she have any flaws? Also why are they all her boys? Is no other female allowed to be a part of their lives but Jasey? This story is well written and there are certain parts of it that I really like, its just that those things don't really make sense. I really hope I didn't hurt your feelings or anything like that, because I am in no means a perfect writer, but I hope its like constructive criticism.

@Rebecca.Troy
Lets face it, there's never enough drama :)

Evie Evie
6/27/14