He could hear the playful scolding of Justin, informing Wade why the three dozen glossy black balloons weren't correct for someone newly thirty, explained to him about forty being considered over the hill,as a joke.

And he felt as if in a dream, a fog, a haze, referee Armstrong touching him, groping, fondling, enough to disturb him.

All this odd memory and hallucination during each sharp pain, ache great enough he ground his teeth together.

Not a mirage were the twinkling Christmas lights in his vision.

He stared up from his ironically named fetal position.

Smiled weakly.

Chris.

'You okay, cheeto?'

'Thanks for saving me...no pun intended.'

'Oh I just happened to be nearby, heard you scre-' Chris ooofed when knock aside by his charging frantic ex-rookie.

'What did he do to you?! What did you DO to him?!'

'Cool it, I didn't-'

'He really didn't, he found me, I may have died here if he hadn't.'

Wade scooped up and with no embarrassment or shame cradled his spouse.

'We should get you to a hospital, no we can't, its all humans.'

'I brought some papers.' Chris piped up.

They both turned their faces slowly to him, eyebrows up.

'Papers?'

'Yeah, I kind of...work for Kane, in a way. He left these for me to read to you, about what to do.'

'Then let's hurry! There may not be enough time before-' Wade paused, held his half out of it beloved tight but not squishing. He didn't WANT to consider the negative.

Loss of his children.

Worse still, loss of his imbecile.

'Okay.' Chris moved his hands in an oval, pressed gently, placed on his tiny spectacles. 'False labor.'

A huge British sigh of relief from the cornor,sat intensely in a chair.

'So I'm not...' Heath barely sat up beneath the pile of bedding, every pillow in the suite Wade had stacked behind him, for support and comfort, which made him smile, someone so large and anything but friendly and cheerful could be that caring and thoughtful. 'I guess thats good.'

'Plus there's some meds to take...to prolong the birth.'

'Why would I want to...oh yeah...the tour.'

'Not a good idea to pop out overseas.'

'Yeah and without-' Heath looked to his husband, who gave a faint still concerned smile.

'Sooooo, I'm done here, you two are in the safe zone and I'll head back before Randy comes hunting for me.'

'yeah,thanks,man.'

'I cannot thank you enough.'

'Keep me in GG and that's payment enough.' Chris grinned,waved,exited with a laugh.

'I'm glad to wait,I guess.'

'Babies or not, I'm simply happy you're okay.'

'Are you really?'

'As okay as your gnat brain can be.'

'That's more like it.'

'May I...later on, name them?'

'Oh! Oh yeah,sure.'

'Jack and Lucy.'

'Those sound alright.'

'More than 'awwwright', those are...were...my parents.'

Heath was startled by this, couldn't think of anything to say.

Did know the correct thing to do however.

A simple gentle embrace.

And one huge sweet smile when Wade hugged back,leaning against him.