A Truckload Of Babies

Jason's POV

The car sped along the express way on the tracks leading to the hospital. City hospital. I haven't been there in such a long time. The family doctor who works at City hospital visited frequently, to check on Grandma and run a few tests at home. We only go there when she insists she doesn't want to be attended to at her house. Weird how she loves the hospital environs.

Madelyn had left in a haste. I wonder what's wrong with her. Not like I care but, I have to show a bit of concern towards her now that I know she has a son for me. Liam has a striking resemblance of me when I was little. Staring at the paper between my cold fingers, I read every single thing written down. How was a paternity test done? Did she take my blood or a strand of my hair?

“ We are here, Master.” the driver's voice interrupted my line of thoughts and I shoved the piece of paper into my pocket. Throwing my long legs out of the car, I dashed into the hospital and soon found myself at the reception desk with a redhead slender girl blinking her long lashes at me in an attempt to flirt.

“ Hi handsome. What brings you here? Are you sick? Do you mind if I run a few tests on you?”

What in God's name is this? Does this sixteen year old little girl even know how to hold a syringe? I guess the etiquettes of the hospital must have changed. Considering it's been a long time since I set foot in this place, I'm pretty sure she must be newly employed.

Batting her eyelash and flipping her hair three times in two seconds, she proceeds to make another move.

“ You look so hot, pretty boy.. you”

“ Mr. Black, there you are. Please come with me. We have been waiting for you. You will not believe this, CEO. Black, those kids are a carbon copy of you..” Williams, the family doctor spoke as he walked over to us.

Just how much I loved the expression on the receptionist face. She had heard Williams refer to me as Black. There was only one CEO Black in the city that causes a ruckus when being mentioned. None other person but me. I flashed a quick smile at her and turned to Williams.

“ Is grandma okay? What about the kids?”

“ They are all fine, Mr. Black. they in ward 3.”

I muttered a chilly ‘ thank you’ and walked past him. He was probably used to my cocky, nonchalant attitude by now cause he didn't seem to care if my way of expressing gratitude had little or no emotion in it. I heard him chastise the girl who had earlier tried to flirt with me. Maybe he had observed what happened.

Bursting into the room, I found grandma fondly watching the kids play about in the private VIP ward she was in. Grandma was too engrossed in watching the kids at play that she didn't notice my presence. It was such a beautiful sight to behold and seeing her smile so widely, I wondered how excited she would be to see her grandson, Liam.

“ Grandma.” I called out gently, with my hands deep in my pockets, I took the first step into the room. Since I had gotten here, my expression has softened and my tone more polite. She's the only one who gets to see the soft granny's boy who smiles a lot.

“ Hi Jas. Children, come and say Hi to uncle.” they had been playing with their backs turned to me but the moment they turned around, I almost had a panic attack.

Why is every kid in the city looking like me today? These kids are a replica of me. This is screwed up.

“ They look just like you, Jas.” Grandma noted and the kids ran to me. Their tiny hands circling my legs. They were literally hugging my legs.

“ Hi daddy!”

Daddy??? What the hell is going on? A kid literally called me daddy about an hour ago at the office and I came to find out he's mine. And now, these two? How many babies does Madelyn have for goodness sake? The fact that she has been running around the city with a truckload of children who look exactly me is pretty disturbing. Like some replica baby manufacturing company.

“ Daddy? Jas, are these your kids? Why don't I know about them?” Grandma was quick to shoot a death glare at me. If I had a son, would I ever conceal it? At least, I wouldn't even keep it hidden from the person who raised me.

“ If I had a child, you would be the first to know Grandma. That was one of the reasons I came here actually.. to tell you I found my son..”

That came out a bit akward. Not like I had any idea I actually had a child somewhere. All this baby drama has really made my head ache so badly. I see myself in these kids, I also see myself in Liam. Liam is mine, that I'm sure of, but what about these two?

“ You found your son? Was he missing in the first place?”

As she spoke, her wrinkled nose twist in feint annoyance but her gaze never tore away from the kids who still had their tiny hands wrapped around my legs. Ignoring her question, I made to move a bit but the kids were adamant.

“ Um, kids..” I began, my fingers running through my hair in an attempt to get a quick revelation from God or anyone on what to say or how to say it. “ I'm not your dad, kids. You must have mistook me for someone else.”

But they were reluctant to let go. My eyes meekly pleaded with Grandma to come to my rescue as I had no idea what to say or do next. I have never been around little children. I really don't know how it feels to be a parent or an uncle and that was part of the reasons I assured Madelyn I wouldn't be taking Liam away from her just yet.

After what seemed like eternity, Grandma intervened. Her lips parted into a warm smile and she slowly walked over to the kids, who were still holding on tightly to me. Down there, I felt like my trouser was wet. Weird cause it hadn't been raining either and it was dry when I came in. It was when they finally let go, that I noticed they had been sobbing and their tears left little patches on it.

“ Kids, this is Uncle Jason. He's not your dad..” she tried explaining but they shook their head vehemently and repeated what they had said earlier.

“ He's our dad granny. Can't you see the resemblance? Our brother, Liam had gone to his office this morning to give him a paternity test result.” the little girl spoke with so much confidence.

Liam? These kids are siblings to Liam?

“ What's your name?” I asked quickly. I remembered him mentioning their names earlier on at the office.

“ I'm Valerie, and he's Daniel”

“ Valerie is seven daddy! Same as Chloe, Newton, Nicholas and Daniel.” Liam's firm voice resounded in my head. Hold on a sec, these are Madelyn kids! Was this why she was on the run after getting a phone call?

But where the hell was she? She left the company ten minutes before I did. Why is she not here yet?

“ Valerie, Daniel! Thank goodness you are fine. Are you...”

I spun around just in time to see her face lose it's colour. She let out a small gasp as her fingers reached for her mouth to avoid making more sounds of surprise.

“ Oh hello Madelyn. Mind telling me whose kids these are? Cause they fucking look like me!”