The Danning Beginnings – Chapter Thirty-Eight


My sister was pregnant.


She… had done… that… a second time.

With the bastard.


“What are you doing here?” her voice barely penetrated my thoughts. “How did you even know where I resided?”

“You m–m-m-mean how d-d-did I know y-you l-lived only a f-f-few m-miles from m-me?” I somehow managed to get out.

Jay shrugged one shoulder. “Misha, you have finished bringing me some food. Thank you. Now please return to your crib and begin your nap.”

“Yeh.” Misha stuck his thumb in his mouth and toddled off. The bastard stood in the doorway and when our gazes met he flushed red then picked Misha up to go put him into bed, shutting the door behind them.

I took in a long, slow breath. “I th-thought you were g-g-getting rid of him.”

“Kiev is of high intelligence,” Jay said, tossing the cracker crumbs into the trashcan, wiping her hands carefully. “He is a valuable asset to the labs, and I have given him a temporary position as head of the labs in my–“

“C-condition?” I snapped and she stared, not used to hearing that tone in my voice towards her. “Wh-when?”

“I am due in June,” she replied, rubbing her back.

“Y-you… wh-what?” I hadn’t expected that. “Y-you’re…”

“Showing?” she growled. “Yes. I did not show at all with Misha, however this time I am having twins. My weight has been going up at an adequate rate for someone bearing twins though my stomach looks larger than it truly is.”

I easily did the math. “Y-you c-c-c… co… con…” I cleared my throat, “in S-September.”

“Yes. Shortly after your…” She trailed off, pressing her lips thin, “wedding.”


The anger left me. I sank down in a chair, putting my head in my hands, feeling rather weakened by all this. “I th-thought you didn’t w-want…”

“I did not use birth control or condoms.” I flinched at the language, especially from my sister. “Misha has proven to be a child one can be proud about. It seems my genes mingled with Kiev’s genes–“

My hand shot in the air, stopping her before she might go into more vulgar descriptions. “N-no, please. No. I g-get it.”

“What are you doing here?” She folded her arms, looking very bored.

For a second I couldn’t remember. Then, “Jacob. As m-my e-mails st-stated. He n-n-needs help. He’s h-having–odd–s-symptoms.” My original intention had been to flatter her incessantly but now I just couldn’t. “He n-needs help. Please.”

“Take him to your local doctor,” she said, turning her head away to face the wall. “I have no interest in helping him more than I already have.”

“H-he’s having p-pregnancy symptoms.”


It was as if a switch had been flipped. Her head swung back around, her eyes first large then very thin. “Excuse me? That is impossible.”

“He’s g-gained w-weight, has m-morning sickness…” I waved my hand through the air. “S-so on. He s-says it’s the s-same as when he w-was pregnant with C-Calcifer.” My eyes went to her stomach again, the small but noticeable bulge. “I’m s-surprised y-you’re taking a l-leave even wh-while p-pregnant.”

“I am merely taking a leave as head, I am still continuing my research and experiments,” my sister said, jaw muscles tensed. “I have found my pregnancy hormones make it more difficult to deal with stupid people.” Considering the fact she more or less bit the heads off of anyone when she wasn’t pregnant, I couldn’t fathom what she’d be like now. “I’ve decided the best course of action is to retire for the time being, as to not put more stress on my body and risking both my health and the health of the fetuses.”

“You d-d-d-d-didn’t want Misha!” I couldn’t help it. I tried not to, but was unable to stop.

Jay’s lips went even thinner. “I did not, at first. I had misconceptions of what babies would be like. I assumed they were all the same. Misha is developing at a pleasing rate and a willingness to learn, as opposed to gnawing on blocks and babbling nonsense.”

I could imagine Jacob’s reaction to that. He’d probably be resisting the urge to lash out. “And if th-the twins d-don’t sh-show the same d-development r-rate?”

Jay turned away, one shoulder rising and falling smoothly. “Kiev has a desire to raise children. I would not be adverse to children who are perhaps lacking what Misha has. As long as Kiev cares for them when they are in their… young stage. With the… crying.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to ask what would happen if either of the twins (or both) had development issues. Mental health issues. I didn’t ask, since I realized I did not want to know her answer. “In any c-c-case, will you c-come and see J-Jacob?”

She sighed heavily. “I suppose I must, but you should begin preparing your annulment. He’s cheated on you. As I suspected he would.”


In the blink of an eye I jumped to my feet, arms tight against my sides, anger coming back at a rapid rate. “H-h-h-how d-d-d-d-d-d… d-d… d–d…” My face darkened and I stomped my foot in the same way Calcifer often did. “D-d–d-d–d–“

“Dare I?” she asked, looking back at me with a bland, smooth look. “It’s simple. He is most likely pregnant.”

I took in a sharp, painful breath. “Wh-what m-m-m-m-makes th-that–ch-cheat–he w-w-wouldn’t–he d-d-didn’t–you–“

Her fingers twitched a bit. “It would seem my experiment was successful, although I did not expect to discover such a thing. I had dreams a few years ago on possible ways to have the male body naturally get pregnant. I tested the initial changes on Jacob during his surgery, although that was merely to make sure I could put the organs and chemicals in correctly, as I never suspected he would have anal sex.”

“You u-u-u-used h-h-h-him?!”

“His contract states that any future experimentation involving the furthering possibilities of male pregnancy is permitted, if you do not recall.” She pushed back a minute wisp of hair back. “I knew it would be safe.”

“It’s g-g-given him s-s-sickness!”


She scoffed lightly. “No, his pregnancy is giving him sickness I would imagine.”

Suddenly it hit me. Pregnant? Jacob could possibly be… pregnant? I staggered back and sat back down, breathing heavily. Then back onto my feet I went. “Th-that–wh-why would you s-s-say he ch-cheated on m-me then?!”

“Because, in order to get pregnant he needs a male to ejaculate into his anal canal or rectum. Therefore, he has cheated on you.”

My brain felt as though it might implode. It took nearly a full minute before her words finally settled in my head. Oh. My. Watcher. I began chuckling, then laughing a bit insanely. My sister did not look at all amused. “H-he c-c-can get pregnant? He–he’s p-pregnant!”

“It would seem so. You may stay here, I can send Kiev to get your things.”

I covered my face, laughing even more. “N-no. No, th-there’s n-not–he’s n-not ch-cheating!”

“It is very obvious he–“

“N-no–J-Jay–I’ve–w-we’ve…!” I just laughed more and then wanted to cry. Pregnant. Jacob was pregnant. I was going to be a father again–a–a proper father. One there. One not bound by contract to stay away from. “W-Watcher!” Down into the chair I went once again, wheezing a bit. “A b-baby, w-we’re g-going to have a b-baby…? T-truly? You–he c-can get p-pregnant n-naturally?” I managed to focus on her face, terrified she might tell me now that it wasn’t true.

She slowly pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. “He has cheated on you.”


“W-we’ve… d-done… we’ve… I–I…” I burned red. “I’ve d-d-done… th-that.”


“If you c-c-can–c-c-c-c-c-copulate–wh-why is it I c-can’t?” Jay just stared blankly at me. “W-we h-have… d-d-done… th-that. In th-the w-w-w-way… erm… uh… n-needed… for–for h-him to… y-yes.” I began picturing his face when I told him. He was going to be so happy! “It w-would seem w-we will need s-some of your h-help, at l-least access t-t-to your lab so I c-can keep examining h-him and make s-sure everything g-goes smoothly; I c-can do that, at least. He sh-should be g-giving b-birth in July at th-the very least, so you sh-shouldn’t be p-pregnant anymore s-so if y-you’re able to h-help with delivering–“

“Stop it!” she hissed. “Stop! You cannot have had sex with him!”

“I’m n-n-n-n-not asexual!” I snapped right back. “You kn-know p–perfectly w-well I am h-h-h-homosexual!”

“He forced you–“

“I–LOVE–HIM!” I panted rapidly as I glared at her and she continued to stare blankly. “I l-love him. I w-wanted to. D-do that. And I li-l-like it. And d-don’t you ever s-s-say he f-forced me. Ever.” I sucked in some air through my teeth. “If y-you don’t w-want to involve y-yourself, th-then don’t. J-just allow us access to your l-labs and the ma-machines needed. Wh-when it is t-time, we n-need to f-figure out s-someone to g-give him the C-section if y-you will not.” I got back up, legs trembling.

She remained silent so I headed to the door. Angry, exhausted, in pain, excited, afraid–too many emotions to deal with.

“Kaleb.” She spoke as I opened the door. “Wait a moment.”

“Th-there s-seems to be n-no need for me t-to–“


“I shall help you. If your child is due in July, then I will deliver the child,” she said, sounding quite strained. “You… love your–husband?”

I shut the door. “Y-yes.” She gave me a long look. “You c-care about the b-… Antonov?”

“He has a very high IQ, and has met most my expectations. He has initiative, which most the employees here lack, and has come to some brilliant solutions to many experiments… as well has a very excellent knack for doing research.” I waited a bit impatiently but she remained silent. After several seconds, “I suppose he also has rather enjoyable skills in the be–“

“NO!” I yelped quickly. “N-no, I–I g-get it, th-that’s fine. I don’t mean th-that.” I fidgeted then began messing with one of the buttons on my shirt. “I s-suppose we b-both have, er, preconceptions of o-one another th-that are proving to b-be… er… wrong.”

“Danevbie did not hurt you?” she inquired.

My face flamed red. “No. He–he d-didn’t. And he is D-Danning now. We b-both are. A mix of our l-last names, our p-previous last names.”

“Kaleb Danning.” Jay made a face as if she had tasted something vile. “I see.”

“He really c-could be pregnant?”

Jay raised her chin. “In theory, yes. It seems I got the functionality correct in my first attempt, which is good to know at least. Even though you… Are you quite certain there is a–possibility–you are the father?”

I wished so much I could use coarse language, that I could say it plainly and clearly. Instead I stammered so heavily it took several seconds to manage to talk properly and even then it was merely a squeaky, “Y-yes.” Inside, though, I imagined what I wanted to say. That I had–done that–in his–body.

She smoothed her skirt tight, her belly seeming even larger as she did that. Then she met my eyes once more, utter blankness in her face. “I see. I shall come over in a day or so to examine him, if you wish. If I get to the point where I am unable to move around well, then you may bring him into the labs and continue the examinations yourself. Kiev can help, if you wish, although I do not think he has very much knowledge in that area of medicine. Although, he is learning. To aid me in my labor.”


I tried not to make a face as I tried to avoid imagining my sister going through that. She had somehow delivered Misha herself, as far as I knew. Though twins might prove to be a bit more difficult. “Th-thank you f-for your h-help. I’ll l-let Jacob know you’ll b-be over soon.”

So much remained unsaid between us, but none of it seemed right to bring up at the moment. The harsh e-mail I sent the previous night… and all the pain she caused me. So much of our life had been spent together, and dependent on one another–I more dependent on her–then those years spent apart, when I lived on my own. I had always assumed I’d either die alone or go back to her, until it happened. Did Jay assume the thing? Of course. Neither of us could have ever suspected I’d fall in love and get married.

Now a baby on the way. One I will actually be able to help raise…!

I considered closing the space between us and hugging her but perhaps it was too soon… “S-see you s-soon.”

I left the labs–avoiding the bastard–and wound up sitting in the car for a very long time, just staring at Rosso Labs until I realized I was already late returning from my lunch hour, and I hadn’t even eaten.


I barely spoke back home that evening, just made a few noncommittal responses through dinner. The four of us watched some movie that the kids really wanted to watch. Jacob and I sat cuddled on the sofa while Cal and Penny were on the floor. The movie just went over my head; I couldn’t focus. I debated just telling Jacob now but it’d be better if we were in the privacy of our own room.

Finally, after what felt like ages, Cal and Penny headed to their rooms. Jacob finished up some laundry while I did the dishes. Ten minutes later the two of us were in our room. I threw off my work clothes and pulled on my pajamas before turning towards him. He stood in front of the mirror in his underwear, examining his waist. I began smiling, knowing how happy he would be.



“Yes?” He didn’t look away from the mirror.

I went over, standing behind him, looking in the mirror as well. I smiled more at our reflections. “I t-talked to my s-sister today. At–lunchtime.” I rubbed the back of my head, trying to figure out just which words to use. “Sh-she will b-be coming over s-sometime over th-the next f-few days to m-make sure her, er, assessment is c-correct.”

He whirled around. “She made an assessment? She knows what might be wrong?”

I couldn’t stop from grinning. “Sh-she says th-that it is p-possible you’re p-pregnant. More than p-possible; it’s v-very likely. Wh-when she did the surgery on you she did some other th-things to–mmmmph!”


He kissed me so hard that we both nearly fell onto the floor. After the initial surprise I put my arms around him, kissing happily back. After a moment our lips parted and he gazed down into my eyes, cheeks bright pink. “Really? Really?!”

I nodded. “Y-yes! She d-did some things and I g-guess whatever she did makes it s-so you can… your–stuff–can be fertilized or s-something, I’m not sure how sh-she did it but…”

He stepped back, hands clasped together, off in his own world and definitely not paying anymore attention to me. “You’re not joking? I could be pregnant? I–am pregnant? All the symptoms–I never thought I really could be pregnant. Oh my gosh. This is incredible. I–” Suddenly he stopped and studied me as if I might rain on his parade for some reason. He bit his bottom lip. “Are you all right with this?”

“W-what? Of c-course I am!” I put my arms back around his waist. “I w-wished I c-could have been p-part of Calcifer’s life. I’ve b-been very happy since my s-sister told you, I w-wanted to tell you the m-moment I got home but f-felt it might b-be better if I waited t-till they went to b-bed.”


He kissed me again, and again. This time we did fall but not till we stumbled back to the bed so I landed softly against the mattress with Jacob on top of me, legs moving so he straddled me. My… I… errr… well, I began to grow rather, er, excited. Jacob pressed down, rubbing gently with his–uh–excitement. Out of all the reactions, this wasn’t one I had considered!

Soon we were both naked and…




Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up. My body ached from the, um, workout earlier and I had quite a lot of dried sweat and–stuff–on me. After some time I figured out the reason I woke up was because of empty arms. I rolled over, figuring Jacob had just gone to the bathroom, when I heard sniffling. I shot out of bed quickly and hurried into the bathroom where Jacob crouched on the floor, eyes a bit puffy.

“Wh-wh-what’s wrong?!”

“I didn’t mean to wake you…”

I knelt down, anxious. “Wh-what happened? Are you all r-right?”

He began nodding, wiping his tears away. “Yes. Very. I’m fine. I’m just so happy. I’m so happy. I never thought this would happen. I gave up my–my previous dreams, and now I have–have all this! I’m–s-sorry, I’m fine.” He tried to wipe again but more tears just took their place.

I hugged him tightly, pressing my face into his neck. “I l-love you.”

“I love you too!” He hugged back, even tighter than I held him. “I love you so much. I gave up so long ago ever meeting anyone, ever getting married. Having a big family. I love Cal so much but–but–“

“I know, you w-want a big family.” My cheek nuzzled against his warm skin and the lingering scent of our earlier love……making… drifted through the air. “There’s n-nothing wrong with w-wanting m-more kids!”


“Oh Kaleb. I’m scared. I know that having a b-baby right after getting married might make things hard. I’m scared that…” He trailed off, unable to finish.

I sat back, looking deep into his eyes. “I… love… you.” I had said it very slowly, putting all my effort into not stammering. My knuckles ran along his jawline, just slightly brushing. “I kn-know it w-will be difficult, but I also kn-know you’re an amazing d-dad.”

His muscles tensed at that and I could feel his jaw clenching under my knuckles. Before I could even figure out what I had said wrong he whispered, “Do you really think I am?”

“Y–yes! You are!”

He sniffled loudly then bowed his head, another tear appearing. It rolled down his upper cheeks and onto my finger. I moved my hand to brush it away then slip my fingers under his chin, making him look back up. “I never felt like one.” His voice continued to be very quiet, very low, with a slight tremble. “I always felt like I failed Cal in some way or another. I–I never could give him a lot, and I was fighting with him so much.”

“He’s j-just a very strong-w-w-willed boy. St-stubborn. Thinks he’s r-right…” Then a thought entered my mind, startling me beyond measure. “Actually, he’s a b-bit like my sister in that m-matter only he’s m-more emotional about it instead of c-cold and c-calculating.”

Jacob looked as surprised as I felt, mouth opening and closing in silence. “Ah… ahhh…” he finally breathed out. “Holy shit.” Then he gave a laugh. “Imagine if he ever thought he had something in common with her, he’d flip out.”

“Got you l-l-laughing though.”

“Yeah…” He slid forward into my arms, settling in my lap as I sat on the floor, grateful for the bathroom rug since we were both still bare. “I guess I’m just afraid of losing this.”


“Of c-course. It’s only n-natural to be w-worried about th-that. It w-will take a lot of work, I th-think. Misha is th-the only baby I’ve ever t-taken care of and you kn-know how bad I am.”

“You’ll make a good father.” He twisted in my arms and kissed. “Amazing father, even.”

“N-not r-really–“

“You will be. I can tell.” His hands pressed against my chest and we kissed again, very slowly and sweetly. “I’ll never get tired of telling you I love you. Or feeling so lucky to have you.”

“You kn-know I’m the lucky one.”

“We can argue about this all night,” he chuckled then began placing the barest of kisses along my neck, making my entire body shiver. “We’ll never agree on who’s luckier, will we?” We kissed a few more times then slowly got up off the cold floor to head back to bed. We curled up together and I put one arm over his waist, my hand resting against his belly.

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  1. Glorygal

     /  March 29, 2015

    So glad I didn’t turn off the computer before this came in…you could’ve knocked me over with a feather when I read about Jay being pregnant again and with twins?????? WOW! And was she actually sounding a bit mellow? And Jacob is so amazingly happy about being pregnant and Kay is proud about becoming a father. That Jay was really sneaky with her surgery…but it turned out for the best…Jay is pregnant with twins??? Sorry it really blew me away. Thanks for a wonderful chapter sErin! hugs

  2. DragonPyromania

     /  March 29, 2015

    Kay and Jay are such siblings! Neither can imagine the other wanting and enjoying sex. Jacob and Kiev must be monsters taking advantage of their twin! Jay seemed so certain that Jacob cheated, unable to comprehend that Kaleb might have done THAT! Kay’s near hysterical laughter when he fit the pieces together was entertaining XD

    Yay Jacob is pregnant! Course we might still have to worry that the babies are 100% ok, especially since their conception was completely experimental. I’m glad Kay seems happy about the babies though, and that he seems to be growing more comfortable with his husband, and the marital things they do. Course his mind still censors itself. At different points I’m torn between laughing at his blushing struggle and wanting to hug the poor baby who can’t seem to get his words out.

    Jay makes an interesting Mom…I stand by my statement last chapter, Kiev is there to iron out all her oddities, and he seems prepared to handle if Jay doesn’t want the baby. So I’m not to worried if the baby has difficulties. Plus Jay seems the type to think her baby is special and superior no matter what it actually is in relation to others.

    I wonder how Cal will react to having a sibling, or his dad being pregnant….it could be entertaining….or frightening. Hopefully this town doesn’t make Jacob out to be a monster like sunset valley did, though his having a husband might actually help with that.

  3. I can’t believe it is so hard for one of the twins to be in a relationship with someone, yet think it to be unfathomable of the other to be in a relationship. Its alright, they will learn. Its understandable really, considering they have only had each other for so long.

  4. Squeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!


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