this story is set during the HLA dating story, when Jake Harris is flown home to be with his girlfriend after she gave birth.
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For the second time within a year Jake felt like kissing the ground. Only this time he wasn't physically able too. Because Boris was holding him up. And even if he hated to admit it, he really needed the support.
This was so definitely the first and last time ever he was going to fly in a MIG, no matter what would happen, Jake swore to himself he would never get into a plane with Boris again. And never ever in a MIG. The idiot had flown upside down for pretty much most the time. And his reason was that that way the pucke didn't get into the fragile electronics but stayed on the Plexiglas cover. That it was the flying upside down was the reason Jake was pucking his guts out that wasn't very important. And he didn't just do some projectile vomiting, the other end of his digestive system also went into overdrive. And that was the reason Boris was holding him by the armpits with his arms stretched out.
Only good thing right now as far as Jake was concerned was that it was Boris his job to get the flight suit cleaned up again. Some small revenge. But at this moment all he wanted was to get out if it and into a hot shower and then some clean clothes.
Once Jake got cleaned up and on his way home he started to feel a bit more like himself. He was still quite happy with the idea that Boris was stuck with the flight suit from hell, but other than that he was starting to look forward to seeing his girlfriend and baby.
Little did he know that it had been a false alarm and that there was no baby yet. But by the time he opened the door he knew, because he had his arms full with a very excited and happy Hilde. And men had she grown. But he remembered his lessons, no mention of fat or belly's within earshot of a pregnant female. And right now he wasn't even thinking about that. Because to Jake Hilde had never looked better. The flight from hell and the hazing in Dutch where forgotten, Jake was going to show his lady all that he had learned.
To say that Hilde was appreciative would be an understatement, as she made perfectly clear to Lindsy during their phone conversation. And Jake wasn't complaining during the next week either. He was exhausted but not complaining.
During one of the sessions. Going for position number 21 again, and now with the appropriate padding and bracing, Jake suddenly noticed that he was getting wet. Very wet, and the water wasn't exactly coming from where it was supposed to come. Add to that the fact that Hilde was pretty much screaming in pain and it is clear why Jake started to panic. It was up to Hilde to get everything going. Instructing Jake to get the overnight bag from by the door and helping her into the car to get to the hospital. On the way she called her brother and JJ for support. Both Helmuth as JJ where still in Seattle so both where on route within minutes. Helmuth was at the hospital even sooner that Jake and his sister, JJ took a bit longer.
In the hospital the nurse took Hilde away to settle her in a room and Jake and Helmuth where left in the waiting room for a few minutes until they could join the expecting mom. It was a quiet time in the hospital so the doctor came by to talk to the daddy to be to explain how things were going to go. This doctor wasn't really a sadist but he did derive a unhealthy enjoyment from seeing these new dads going into a nervous breakdown. And within two minutes he knew he was going to enjoy this delivery.
Because Jake wasn't just nervous he was also feeling guilty. And he just had to know that he was seeing ghost, that what they had been doing had nothing to do with the fact that the baby had decided that he or she wanted to be born right then. So he just had to ask.
"Hu Doctor…. is there any chance that the baby is… well is it possible that….. I don't know if…. What I need to know is…..?"
All the time avoiding all eye contact and turning bright red. If the doctor didn't know any better he would think there was something very interesting on the floor just to the left of his feet. But the doc did know better. He had this question before, and after letting Jake stumble for a bit more he answered. Only neither had noticed that Helmuth was paying close attention to the discussion going on.
"You mean, is it possible that the delivery is triggered by having intercourse?"
All Jake could do was nod, by know he is so red that the doc is fearing his earlobes will explode.
"yes it can… but only if the baby is a terme, and Hilde has been now for over two weeks, she is 38 weeks pregnant and it is the right time for the baby to be born. So don't worry."
Only Jake has zoned out after the Yes it can. He is going down in a fast spiral to the deepest pit of self guilt ever. In his frantic imagination he sees Barak Obama standing on a pew in front of thousands of people saying : Yes it can. And pointing a accusing finger at Jake standing on a scaffolding in front of the crowd. It is all your fault.
And Helmuth has zoned out at about the same moment and is about to attack Jake when the nurse comes into the waiting room and without ceremony she takes Jake by his elbow and starts dragging him into the delivery room. She is a veteran of the delivery ward and knows what these young new dads are like, and also what the doc is like, so she saves the boy by getting him away from the doc and with the show of getting a baby. Helmuth hot on their heels.
The moment Helmuth enters the room he tears into Jake, first just with screaming and shouting but soon fist are flying. Hilde is trying to get up but she is already hooked up with an IV with happy juice, so she can't. the nurse is in doubt for about a second and then decided that the men are welcome to kill each other but that the pregnant lady is supposed to stay in bed.
The fight is remarkably even matched. Sure Jake is smaller than Helmuth, but he is a lot stronger and more used to the physical part. But Helmuth didn't grow up in a succession of boarding schools without learning some street fighting ways. Just at the moment when both combatants are going for the throats JJ walks into the room with the doctor.
Taking action right away JJ steps in between and pushes Helmuth in the direction of the doctor and the doc takes the hint and holds on for dear live. With Helmuth taken care of JJ concentrates on a livid Jake. Shock therapy is needed and JJ is just the one to give it.
He takes Jake's face in a death grip between his hands and swoops down to kiss the boy flush on the lips. The effect is immediate, both combatants freeze with shock. The doctor too by the way, Hilde starts giggling hysterically. Leaving both the nurse and JJ in control of the situation.
And since the nurse knows who goes where best she takes charge. Steering Jake to a seat next to the bed where Hilde is still giggling until the next contraction hits here. Helmuth to the other side of the bed next to JJ who keeps him cornered there and the doctor snaps out of his stupor in time to check up on Hilde and then make his escape.
After the contraction is over Helmuth and Jake want to resume their fighting but both the nurse and JJ put a stop to that. Leaving the two noting but staring daggers at each other. But soon they even forget about that because even with the happy juice Hilde isn't enjoying giving birth. Jake bears the brunt of her anger. She is cursing in like five different languages and he gets what she means even if she is screaming in Finnish. That combined with his guilt trip isn't making his live any easier, so Jake is considering where he is going to live now, because Hilde has taken over his house.
Then the crying of a little perfect baby is on the air, all fighting is forgotten, Hilde is on cloud nine with the little red wet thing on her chest. The nurse asks Jake if he wants to cut the umbilical cord. And on autopilot Jake does everything anybody tells him to do. So he cuts the umbilical cord, follows his baby on the way to the baby bath where she is cleaned up. And after he just sits with his baby girl in his arms on the chair next to Hilde. Tears streaming down his face, and totally in love with this little precious girl that is now his. His to take care of, to protect, love, raise. His daughter.
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