"I wasn't planning to," I giggled, kissing him quickly, "I wanna do something."

"Like what?" Tommy asked.

"I odn't know... wanna go rent some movies with me?" I suggested.

"Sure," Tommy smiled, "Horror movies?"

"Horror movies," I agreed, "Hey Dad? We're gonna go to Blockbuster."

"Alright," Joel called back, "Just don't fuck the car up or I'll personally murder you."

"What about Buffy the Vampire Slayer?" I called to Tom from across the store.

"THATS NOT HORROR FUCKWAD!" I watched a woman cover her daughters ears when he

said that.

"WELL I'M GETTING IT ANYWAY! COCKSUCKER!" I added, giggling as the woman pulled her child away. Tom came over to my side with a handful of DVDs.

"Ok fine we can get Buffy." He smiled, slipping his arms around me since noone was looking.

"Good I love this movie."

"I know. hey, you're gettin kinda chubby." He said affectionately.

"Yeah great." I spat.

"I don't mean anything by it. I think chubby guys are cute." He grinned.

"Yeah thanks." I rolled my eyes and stepped away from him when A few people came near us.

"Lets go home and show B and J some of the movies created in the last 20 years shall we?" He suggested.

"Ha yeah. Then when they do come out they can quote the movie before they see it and freak their friends out." I laughed. We checked out and walked back owards the car. Niether of us has liscenses but hey... We have sex with our dads. Driving without a permit or liscense isn't that bad to us.

"You know I didn't mean anything in there about your weight right?" He asked me.

"I know. It's just... I was skinnier yesterday." I said honestly.

"I really wasn't paying attention." Tommy shrugged.

"Well I was."

"Well. That's weird. Once again, it was probably those damn pancakes. They should make a law prohibiting Joel from cooking." Tommy laughed.

"Yeah. You're right. It's nothing."

"C'mon guys, we're gonna watch some movies," Tommy grinned at our Dads and B and J as we walked into the living room, "Whose joining us upstairs?"

"We will!" B and J said immedietely.

"What about you guys?" I asked Joel and Benji.

"Sure," Benji smiled, taking Joel's hand, "You guy's bedroom?"

"Yeah, incase Jake falls asleep," Tommy giggled as I shoved him playfully.

"Piss off," I laughed, "I will not fall asleep."

*A few hours later*

"Ugh, when did I fall asleep?" I groaned as I opened my eyes. I was lying on the bed with Tommy, B and J were sitting together on the floor with their backs against the bed and Benji and Joel were sitting together on the mini sofa.

"Five minutes after you said you weren't gonna fall asleep," Tommy giggled, "Nice job."

"Thanks," I smirked, getting up sleepily to use the bathroom, "What number movie are we on?"

"Three," Benji called back.

I flicked the bathroom light on, having not noticed how dark it was outside until now. I looked down at my stomach and gasped. I was a bit chubbier before, but now it was getting a little ridiculous.

My jeans also felt tight, so I ended up taking them off to relieve the pressure. "Tommy?" I called, getting scared, "Can you come here?"

"Yeah sure." Tom said, coming into the bathroom.

"Tom.. Look at this.." I said nervously.

"Look at wha... Ooh... That.." He looked at my stomach running his hand through his hair.

"What's wrong with it?" I asked him.

"Am I supposed to know?" He asked back, touching my stomach lightly.

"Do you remember... When I said it would be funny if the male pregnancy thing was hereditary?"

"Yeah... Shit Jake you don't think...." He bugged his eyes out.

"Oh god I hope not... Fuck man we're only 15..." I breathed.

"I know. We're too young..." Tom said, panicked.

"Wait... What're we saying? This is ridiculous. It's not happening. It just cant be." I insisted.

"But if it happened to our dads..." Tom started.

"But it just CANT happen again." I sighed. "I don't wan't it to happen. God please don't let this happen..." I whispered.

"I think it's happening." Tom said quietly.

"This sucks so bad. Benji and Joel are gonna be mad..."

"No they wont. They don't disaproove of our unprotected sex." He pointed out.

"I know but they'll still be upset. We are WAY too young." I repeated.

"Yes we definately are. But if it does happen we'll just have to deal, y'know?" He laughed nervously, and I realized hed been resting his hand on my stomach this whole time. I raised my shirt up, and without it my stomach looked even bigger.

"Dayum." He whispered. AND of COURSE just then Dad whipped the door open. Benji dad that is.

"Guys are you O... k in here..." He stared at my stomach, whispering the last part of his sentence. "Oh shit." He said, leaning against the doorframe.

I bit my bottom lip and let my shirt fall down again, angry at myself for the tears that filled my eyes.

Tommy hugged me tightly, which felt kind of awkward with my stomach the way it was now.

I whimpered and hugged him tightly. "C'mon, lets get you to bed," he whispered, wrapping his arm around my waist and leading me back into the bedroom where Joel, B and J were still watching movies.

"Here, we'll crash in Dad's room tonight," Tommy said, leading me through the hallways and into their room. He helped me onto the bed, before crawling in beside me.

"I can't believe this is happening," I whispered, letting my tears fall.

"I know baby," Tommy whispered soothingly, "I know. I'm here for you.. we'll get through this."

I sniffed and nodded, curling close to him before closing my eyes, and welcoming sleep.

"Jake? Jake baby wake up." Tommy whispered softy, shaking me.

"Mmno need sleep." I groaned.

"Everyone wants you downstairs. It's nearly noon." Tom shook me more and I finally opened my eyes. My entire body was wrapped in blankets. I guessed I had been tossing and turning that night. I kicked the blankets and sat up, only to find my entire body felt sore now.

"Whoa." Tom whispered. He placed hand on my stomach which was.... HUGE now.

"Oh fuck no..." I said, tears already burning my eyes. The night before it hadn't been official, but now there was no denying it. I was pregnant.

"No.. Don't cry... Shit." He stood up quickly, "I'm gonna go getne of our dads..."

"NO this is so fucking embarassing." I cried.

"Don't worry they'll know what to do..." He squezed my hand and ran out of the room, leaving me to sit there and cry. I heard him bound up the stairs with someone, who turned out to be

Joel when he opened the door.

"...Oh Man." Joel sighed.

"See?" Tom pointed at me. I felt like such a spectical.

"Yeah... Man... Okay... Just let me think here." Joel said, sitting down in a chair in the corner of the room.

"I'm so sorry..." I started to cry again.

"No Jake it's not your fault..." He kneeled beside my bed, "Don't cry it'll be ok..."

"WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING THAT!?" I sobbed, "It's never going to be ok. Ever again. Nothings ever gonna be the same..."

"No.. No it's not." Joel sighed, "Does benji know?"

"I dont know." Tom said, "He walked into the bathroom yesterday when we were talking about it but i don't know if he really figured out what he was seeing or not.."

"You should have told us when you noticed something wrong.." Joel said.

"We didn't wanna worry you... Incase we were just overreacting." Tom said.

I sighed and laid back down as Joel thought aloud about what to do. "I guess we'll just have to wait until it comes," Joel said finally, "Which should be anytime today."

"Great," I sighed, "Just great. Do I have to go downstairs? Aren't B and J still here?"

"They're still here," Tommy nodded, "But what difference should it make? Their still our Dads, just a younger version. They'll understand."

I sighed and nodded, getting up with Tommy's help and following him downstairs with Joel following.

"Hey guys.. woah, are you okay Jake?" B asked once I sat down at the table. I could feel my cheeks flushing red.

"Yeah... I'm fine," I said softly.

"What happened to your stomach?" J asked, "Are you...?"

I bit my bottom lip and nodded silently. "Wow... I didn't think it was actually true.." B gasped, "I thought that in the future we like, adopted you guys or something."

"Well it's true," Benji nodded slightly, "Are you gonna be okay Jake? Do you wanna go back to bed and rest?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm alright here," I replied, "I'll survive."

"Jake are you feeling ok?" Tom walked up behind me and rubbed my lower back. I slammed the refridgerator door.

"No. No I am Not. My back hurts so bad I feel like it's going to break. My stomach is sore, my

feet hurt I am hungry but there is NOTHING GOOD TO EAT and Benji and Joel... The young ones... Keep staring at me like im a total freak." I complained.

"They don't think you're a freak they're just shocked... And I agree there isn't anything good in this house. And I'm sorry about your feet why don't you prop them up on the couch.

Nobodys in the livingroom." He suggested. I took his advice and sat with him on the couch. he put a pillow on the coffee table for my feet.

"I want you to feel something." I said, sliding his hand up my shirt and right on the bulge of my stomach. After a few moments I felt the baby kick and I knew he could feel it too. Within seconds he had shifted so he was leaning right over me with both hands on me.

"Whoa..." He said, looking to feel another movement, which he did. Eventually he relaxed, leaving only one hand resting on my stomach, so he wouldn't miss anything.

"Hey, feeling ok?" Joel shut the door to the livingroom and sat beside me.

"Hey dad! You can feel it move!" Tom grabbed Joels hand and placed it on my stomach.

"Wow. yeah. Energetic child... But are you ok Jake?" Joel asked.

"I'm fine. Just sore." I lied. I was sick of people trying to take care of me.

"Do you think he's gonna like... Go into labor soon???" Tom asked.

"Probably. I'm trying to figure the hours out and it seems like this is about the length of time both Benji and I spent pregnant." Joel shrugged.

"I hope it's soon," I started, "If I get any bigger I wont be able to walk."

Just as I finished my sentence my stomach tightened a lot, the pain in my lower back became intense.

"Jake? Everything ok?" Joel asked me. I'll bet he had figured out id have it soon and the nly reason he came in was just to be there.

"N..No.." I said as the pain finally reached my stomach, and it was intense. "It hurts..." I choked out.

"Do you think it's time?" Tom sounded nervous.

"Uh huh..." I nodded, as the pain began to subside a little.

I whimpered slightly in relief as the pain subsided, only to come again, this time harder and more painful than before.

"Here, lay down," Joel said calmly, "Tommy get his pants and boxers off. And hand me the blanket."

I tried to remain calm as Joel knew what to do, being as he'd already had us and he'd helped Dad have Faith.

Tommy took my pants and boxers off, placing them on the floor before he handed Joel the blanket off the back of the sofa.

I cried out in pain as another... contraction hit me, this one more painful than the first few.

"It hurts," I cried, letting the tears fall down my cheeks. Tommy kneeled beside me as Joel spread my legs, getting between them to help me.

Tommy took my hand in his and squeezed it gently, kissing my forehead. "It'll be okay," he whispered, "Just do what Dad says.. he knows what he's doing."

I groaned in pain and nodded. "Alright Jake, I need you to push for me," Joel said calmly,"Push as hard as you can and for as long as you can."

I cried out in pain again and pushed as hard as I could manage, my body feeling like it was splitting in two.

"You're doing good," Joel told me, "Keep going Jake, it's almost over."

I whimpered and squeezed Tommy's hand as I pushed again, feeling the head of the baby press against my backside, before slowly starting to slide out with Joel's help. The pain was almost unbearable.

"Alright Jake It's almost over. Just one more big push. okay?" Joel encouraged me.

"Dad I can't... It just.. It hurts..." I whined.

"Yes you can. You have to do this. I know you can. Now push!" Joel said a little more forcefully. I bit a cushion from the couch and pushed as hard as humanly possible until the baby started crying.

"It's all over now." Tom whispered as I lay on the couch. I was out of it for a little because of the pain and stress but when I became coherent again I found Joel had left the room and Tom was pulling my boxers on.

"W...Wheres the baby?" I asked immediately.

"Joel took him upstairs to clean him up." Him. IT was a boy. "He's so adorable Jake..." I was upset for a minute that I had missed seeing her because... I just blacked out I guess.

"It's a boy." I whispered.

"Yeah, and it's the cutest boy ever."

"5 fingers, 5 toes?"

"Yes." Tom said, just as Joel came down the stairs with a bundle of cloth in his arms that was unmistakeably the baby.

"He looks a lot better now." Joel smiled, handing him to me. Tom was right he was an ADORABLE baby. I fell in love with him the second I saw him. He was so perfect. I didn't want anything to ruin how perfect he was. But I tried to supress my urge to never let anyone touch the baby other than me so I wouldn't end up fighting over it like our dads did.

"I.. I don't know how to be a dad." I said, feeling upset at my well known inability to care for this baby like I should.

"Don't worry Benji and I will help you." Joel said, "You guys are young but you can handle it."

"I don't want to be an Inadequate father." I said. I also didn't want this kid to be ashamed of the fact that his parents were 10 years younger than everyone elses, but I didn't say that.

"You wont be. Calm down. I'll definately help you. I always wanted to have another baby anyway." Joel said.

"So. What are we gonna name him?" Tom asked.

"How about.......... Tyler?" I suggested, being as it was the first name to pop into my head.

"Tyler Madden... I like it," Tommy grinned.