"Oof," Christy huff as she sat on the sofa.

"Are you alright?" Daniel pop his head from the mini bar, staring at his pregnant wife.

"Uh, yeah, the baby is getting heavier, do you think is a girl?" She rubbed her big stomach.

Daniel chuckled, "this is the trillionth time you're asking." He walk up to her on the sofa handing her a cup of milk.

"What? I have the right to ask, 'cause all our four kids are boys, maybe this one is a girl." She smile still staring at her tommy.

"Yeah, yeah, tell you what is a boy, and he has brown hair and blue like gray eyes." Daniel said.

"Uh-huh cause you can see through my stomach, I bet the baby looks exactly like me, is not fair all our sons looks like you!" She stare in his gray eyes with a pout.

"C'mon babe, is not my fault that my gene is more stronger than yours, maybe this time you have a little chance." He smirk, Christy rolled her eyes.

"Yeah? I'll like to see your face when the baby is just like me, I've already told my baby to look like me and lot of stuff about you."

"Like what?"

"Wanna know? Why don't you ask our baby?"

"Sure!" Daniel lean close to his wife's belly and press his ear gently against her skin, "tell buddy what did mum say about? Huh? Oh I see, no way!" He regain his posture with a frown.

"What did you hear?"

"You really told him that? Aww that nice of you, you told him how lovely I am." He grinned.

"Did I?" She looked around innocently with a smile.

"You didn't? Ouch! I'm hurt." He held his chest faking a hurt expression, she rolled her eyes, suddenly wincing at the kick she received.

"Are you alright dear?" Daniel asked with worry clearly sounding in his voice.

"Yeah, this one punches more than all the rest, what a troublemaker we've got here?" Christy smile down at her tommy.

Daniel sigh while grinning, he kissed her on the cheek.

"What's that for?" She asked.

"I guess I just can't resist the urge, your eyes are begging for it, have I told you how I always get lost in the blue ocean of your precious eyes?"

Christy smiled, returning the compliment with a kiss. "I love you so much!"

"I too."

"Seriously this baby is heavy! I hope he is not the huge type." She exclaimed wrapping her arms around her belly.

Daniel lean in to whisper to the child, "don't mind her bud she can be mean at times, please come out quickly, I wanna hold you."

Christy rolled her eyes with a sigh, "like he'll listen to you." She shook her head.

"Kids always listen to daddy," he grinned, standing up he made his way back to the mini bar.

"Ow!" Christ mumbled rubbing her stomach. "Please stop kicking." She felt another kick from the child with many others.

"Ouch! Ow! Ow!"

"Daniel! DANIEL!!" She screamed shutting her eyes.

Daniel dropped the glass he was holding racing to his wife, "breath, honey, breath."

"The baby is coming! He did listen to you!" She yelled squeezing his hand.

"Okay calm down. Henry!" He called out nervously grabbing his key.

"Sir?" The Butler came running in.

"Take care of the boys! Call dad, do the necessaries-"

"God!!! Daniel! It hurts!" She screamed digging her nails in his arms.

"Here, lemme help you," he help her up and the made their way through the stairs to his car.

"I can't hold it anymore! I can't!" Christy screamed.

"Breath babe breath, please do that for me, we're almost there." Daniel said as he increased his speed.

Christy breath out so fast, till she loose it again, "it hurt so much! Argh!"

"What will be the name of our baby?" Daniel blurted out trying to distract her from the pain.

"I don't know!" She yelled squeezing her eyes shut.

"Try please, I know you can make it to the hospital! Please!"

"Christina if its a girl, Christopher if is a boy!" She blurted out.

"What have you budgeted for the baby?"

"I'll spoil him a lot, I'll cuddle and kiss him a lot, he'll be my angel! I'll cherish HIM! Ow!" She pants with sweats running down her body.

"Good honey, we're here!" Daniel carelessly packed his car, before hopping down and running to his wife at the back seat he managed to get her down, they were quickly attend to.

~~~~~~~~~

Daniel space in the hall while waiting for his wife to be out, that's what he's been doing for the pass one and half hours. He can't bring himself to seat, he's never done that before and he won't do it now, he is an experienced dad with the birth of four boys, but something wasn't right, she had never take long in a labour room.

Finally the door flips opened, the doctor walked out removing his mask, Daniel ran up to him all nervous.

"How is she? How is the baby?" He blurted out.

"Congratulations Mr Jackson, the baby is a boy in good health, but.." The door trail off looking away.

"But what?" Daniel breathing hitch.

"Your wife, she had a huge complication, her womb was weary, she didn't have the strength after giving birth to four boys in good health, we tried all we could but she didn't make it."

The moments the words left the doctor's lips Daniel found himself shedding tears something he hasn't done for years, he was a strong man nothing could make him cry, but the news came like a hurricane breaking all his solid barrels taking away all his happiness, his heart aches and a burning sensation erupted on his head, he heard the doctor screamed trying to stop him, but he shove him right away and barge through the door, he ran to the bed his wife lay lifeless with a white sheet over her head, he yanked it down.

"Please Christy wake up! The boys are waiting for you! The baby is okay, please don't do this to me! I can't live without you, to hell all my wealth I love you!" He screamed burying his head on her chest tears streaming down his cheeks, she won't open her blue eyes for him to be lost in them, she won't smile! All he wanted was his wife! was it too much to ask?

He stayed with her still the nurses pulled him away.

"I want to see my son," he said to the nurse, she showed him the way to the nursery.

"Here you can hold him," she lifted the sleeping child out of his crib.

He put his hands out, reach for the child softly. He didn't stop staring, she was right he was blond just like her, the baby started moving slowly, his tiny hands reaching to rub his eyes, he flip them open blinking tiredly. Daniel was once again lost in the blue ocean of the child's eyes, how he wish he could tell her she was right, a tear slip from his gray eye landing on the babies face who flinched, he didn't help the smile that erupted on his lips. The child was so innocent On like some fathers he knew the child had nothing to do with his wife's death, he lean his face against the child's and closed his eyes cuddling with the baby.

That day he check out of the hospital with the baby returning back home, the boys were all asleep, he lay the baby in a beautiful crib. Christy had decorated the room five months back, she was so impatient to see her fifth child she was always talking about him, she had the bright idea to choose the room close to theirs so each time the baby cries she'll be right there humming to him.

The child didn't seem comfortable his blue eyes shedded tears as he cried.

"Shush Christopher," Daniel said in hope to hush the child, but it was futile, then he recall the lullaby Christy would sing to hush the boys.

Sun goes down and we are here together, fireflies goes like a thousand charm, stay with me and you can dream for ever right here in my arms to night...

By the time he was done singing the baby was asleep, he couldn't help the tears that came flowing, he sank down on the foot of the crib, running a hand through his hairs.

"Daddy?" A soft voice came from the door way.

Daniel quickly snapped his head to the direction of the voice, and there stood his first son who just turn eight.

"Why are you not in bed?" He asked.

"I wanted to see mummy and the baby first, where is mummy? Why are you crying?" He asked gently hugging his stuff bear.

"Come here big boy." Daniel opened his arms wide, the little boy went straight to his daddy's comforting arms.

"Mum is in heaven, In a better place."

"Where? My teacher said if your parents say such that means the person is dead and they don't want us to know so we won't be hurt, is m-mummy dead?" His little lips quiver.

Daniel hesitated, the boy was so smart, "yeah mummy is gone, you'll never see her." He buried his face in his palms, sobbing quietly.

"I understand daddy, please don't cry," he hugged his father allowing his own tears to fall.

"Good boy," Daniel mumbled hugging his son, "thank you."

"What's the baby's name?"

"Christopher."

The boy stood along with his daddy that lifted him up allowing his little legs to wrap around his daddy's waist staring down at the baby.

"He looks like mummy," he said Daniel just nodded in response. "He didn't kill mummy, did he?"

"No! baby no." Daniel mumble not taking his eyes off, the sleeping child as he spoke.



Christine Michelle Jackson: (R.i.p) English, mother of five boys, married to Daniel Jackson, loved her family, very affectionate, a lovely mother and wife, died during the birth of her fifth son, well known for her patience.



Daniel William Jackson Jr:

43 years old

An Irish American

a successful business man, single father of five boys, strict but loving, hardworking, owns a family Enterprise, loves all his sons without exception, believer of corporal punishment.



Frederick peter Jackson:

21 years old

A junior business man.

First son, has four younger siblings, really smart, responsible and kind, plays piano, violin, flute, guitar, harp, loves sports. Over Protective, loves his brothers, can be really scary when angry.



Nathaniel Stephan Jackson:

17 years old

A badass biker in highschool.

Second son, has three younger siblings, not that responsible, loves partying, rude and stubborn, plays guitar. Loves soccer and automobile racing, not that academically brilliant. Hates Chris for killing their mother, adores his other two brothers. Only scared of his father and grandfather.



Jackson John Jackson:

16 years old

A carefree highschool student

Third son, has two younger siblings, irresponsible lover of sports like soccer and volleyball, looks up to Nathaniel, girl magnetic, plays piano, loves all his siblings except Chris, hates school, a bad students, fails most of his subjects, always gets in trouble. Scared of intimidating men.



Zack Oliver Jackson:

15 years old

A badass highschool student.

Fourth son, hates school and Chris more than anyone, a girl magnetic, irresponsible naughty and lazy teenager, loves fighting, gets in trouble more often than any of his siblings, loves his three older brother, scared of water, loves soccer, tennis and karate, plays clarinet. Scared of his grandfather, father and elder brothers. Looks up to Jackson.



Christopher Benjamin Jackson:

14 years old

A highschool student.

Fifth and Last son, really brilliant, half nerd half badass, loves his father, Fred, henry and whisky. A lover of books and sports such as soccer, fencing and horse riding, plays violin. Hates all his older brothers except Fred, loves prank, he tries staying out of trouble but trouble always seem to find him, grew up without a mother and doesn't understand why his brothers holds him responsible for her death, scared of nothing really courageous, can be very arrogant and impudent, have anger issues and mood swings, different from all his siblings. Looks up to his father, Scared of belts.

Others characters.



Daniel William Jackson Sr:

72 years old, an Irish.

A mature and successful business man owns many companies. A very strict father and grandfather.

Got married to an American, who gave birth to a girl and two boys before passing away. Grandfather of ten children, one might think he is heartless but deep down he's not. Believes strongly in corporal punishments.



Henry Romanoff:

75 years old

The faithful Butler of the Jackson family, lovely and kind, the best friend of each and every Jackson.



Brian Thomas:

15 years old

A highschool student

Best friend of Christopher.

A good friend more like a brother, loves Chris and hates his brothers, always there for him no matter the situation, Chris's comforter and advisor.



Whisky or fluff: one year old, Chris faithful pet, his father offered it to him as a present in his thirteenth birthday, not friendly loves Chris and Brian, growls at anyone he sees as a threats to Chris. Loves licking people's faces when they're asleep and when he is excited.

Stephanie Erickson:

20 years old

Gentle and patient, loves her fiancé, very curious, really emotional, loves pets, plays piano, a very social and brilliant young Lady.



Kendrick Jackson:

17 years old

Highschool student, kind and friendly, Christopher best cousin, loves sports and hates school, loves family banquets and his cousins, scared of nothing except his parent and grandfather, extremely provocative.



Diana Williams: 35 years.

A beautiful businesswoman, proud and courageous, really bold and intellectual, loves her daughter, single mother of a young and beautiful daughter. Lives for her daughter and her work.



Deborah Williams: 17 years old.

Intelligent beautiful and bossy, a college student, doing her internship. Hates failing, really bold and courageous. Loves her mother more than anyone.



Tina George: 14 years old

A freshman in high school.

Beautiful and social.

Loves flutes and horses, really girly and well mannered. Does everything to please her parents.



Elizabeth Perez: 30 years old.

Beautiful and well curved, mysterious and bitchy. You never know her next move.

Gabriel Huston : 15 years old, play boy, loves prank and jokes, really annoying and bratty, selfish and ingrate, loves faking, hates Christopher.



Melinda Erickson: 17 years old.

Really girly, hates tough and rude boys, adores everything about art.

Thirteen years later...

CHRIS

"Get the hell off me!" I yelled trying to break free from the suffocating headlock.

"No way! She was mine! Little bitch!" Zack shove me down really hard punching me on the stomach.

I landed with a thud and winced at the impact, Zack stood towering me, I kick his feet making him jump, I cease the opportunity to grab his hair, I punched him on the face, seating on top of him.

"Why don't you ask your bitch of girlfriend?!" I yelled.

He managed to push me off him, next thing he was on top of me, punching me, I raised my elbows above my head blocking the hits, anger took over me! I don't know what happened, I guess I shove him really hard causing him to fall face down on the glass table, blood slowly creep down his face dripping to the floor.

"Ow!" He grabbed his cut.

I stare wide eyes at what I just did, maybe if I run now no one will know, I slowly back off bumping into some, please not him! please not him!

With the satisfactory look on Zack face I knew I had no chance.

How did I land in this mess?

Flashback

Rinnnnnggggggg!!!!!! The alarm came blaring in my eardrum brutally waking me up from my nice sleep, I reach for it in annoyance throwing it on the wall, but it crash on the floor never hitting the wall, my room is so big, five persons can live in here. I was more than satisfy that the annoying sound had died down.

I scoop my pillows under my head and shut my eyes returning back to my peaceful dream, is only 6:30am just five minutes more.

I felt wet liquid everywhere on my face followed but a warm tongue licking me awake.

"Noo! Fluffy quit that," I pulled the pillow over my head, he creep inside my cover, licking my neck.

"Argh! Get out bad boy!" I shove him off my bed raising the cover to my head.

My cover was savagely yank down, "what the hell, whinny! I will kill you! Bad boy!" I groan rolling on my stomach.

"Mr Christopher is 7:40 you are suppose to be in school, if you don't get up now you'll be late, your brothers are already gone." Henry said.

"What the hell! Why didn't anyone wake me up? Where is my fucking alarm!" I leap out of bed racing to my wardrobe, I yank the door opened throwing my uniform on the bed.

"Language Sir, your breakfast is ready."

To hell breakfast we're talking about my ass here, I ran to the bathroom taking a quick shower, when I return back to the room henry was gone, just fluff staring at me.

"Fluff why didn't you wake me? Bad boy!" I said, he rest his head on his paw, I bet I saw him roll his eyes. Nah that's impossible.

I trip in my school uniform, a khaki trouser, a white long sleeve button down shirt and a green short sleeve sweater vest without forgetting the green suffocating tie.

I brush my hair while stuffing my book in my backpack, I ran out of the room racing down the stair, mindless of the rules of no running in the house.

I yanked my black Lincoln navigator door opened, fortunately for me the driver was already waiting, don't get me wrong I can't drive yet so basically is my private car with my private driver, all my brothers have one.

I arrived at school at 8:05, five minutes late for my first period, history and it was Mr Drake class, he is a really strict teacher in Philips Exeter academy one of the most expensive private school in England.

I was not planning on sneaking in, got caught many times, so I man up and walk straight to my class carefully pushing the door opened.

Every eyes left the board to stare at me like I was a movie or something, Mr Drake was busy on the board, I was pretty sure he saw me, I made my way to my seat taking my history book out.

"Mr Jackson, why are you late?" He walked up to me towering over me.

I was not going to lie, "Broke my alarm, slept for one hour ten minutes more." I said nonchalantly, I was not scare of a detention slip just the consequences of bringing one home.

"Since you were truthful, you're having a lunch detention with me," he said before walking of, I was planning on hanging out with Brian but I guess he'll understand I prefer this than a detention slip father won't appreciate.

One and half hours through the class I felt like using the loo, since I didn't this morning. "Excuse me sir, can I make use of the loo?" I asked, he gave me one of those "what's that for?" Looks, my eyes never left his cold brown ones, I've stare at more intimidating looks than his, like father's, those piercing gray eyes of his always sent chills down my spine.

"Five minutes," he pull out a pass.

"Yes sir," I grabbed it before walking away, I sigh this day is gonna be long and terrible.

I walk in the boys loo, doing my business and washing my hands after.

The door was pushed opened, Roby walked in, this is the boys loo what the hell is she doing here.

"Uh, excuse me?" I said she turned around with a smile

"Hey I'm a little lost I am new to this school," she lied, twirling with her hair lock.

This girl, Zack is just too foolish is obvious she is a bitch, she must be thinking I don't know her but yeah I do, she is the girlfriend of my brother.

"Oh yeah? This is the boys' loo, that of the girls is down the Hall." I said while Washing my hands.

She took some steps closer still twirling with her hair, "maybe you could show me?"

We were just some few inches away, I stare deep in her blue eyes in disgust.

"You know if Zack walks in right now there'll be a great scandal?"

She stare wide eyes at me.

"Yeah I know, cheating openly on him with his brother?" I scoff "is disgusting."

I tried to walk away but she grabbed my wrist, "you're more hotter than your brother. I want you." She said.

"Ew Gross! Get your disgusting hands off me," I yank my hand from her grip, quickly pulling out my private spray for disinffecting gems, spraying it over my wrist, inhaling the beautiful scent of pure nature.

She frowned, "whatever!"

I walked out of the loo, with a little smile, I didn't do that because I was scare of Zack or any of my brothers, just because I don't like worn stuffs, she was previously used by my brother that's totally disgusting, and I'm not interest in that relationship.

After my classes it was finally time for lunch. I was debating on skipping lunch while I walk in the hall.

"Little bitch!" My body was slammed against the lockers, Zack was breathing fire as he held me still.

"What the hell?! Let go!" I reap his hands off my collar.

"How dare you touch my girl!" He yelled.

"I didn't touch anyone!"

"Oh really what where you doing in the toilet with her? that's the news spreading like a wind."

"That? Well is not my fault she found me more hotter than you," I smirk as his gray eyes turn red.

"I'll kill you!" He sprang on me but someone pulled him away.

"Zack! What are you trying to do? A scandal?" Nathan said as he held Zack still.

"You heard the rumors! That little whore!" He ran his hand through his hair.

"Yeah, but you can't do this here, what if a teacher walks by and sees you beating him? Do you think father will be happy to hear another trouble you've caused?"

Zack sigh shaking his head, Nathan whisper something to him and he nodded in understanding.

"Whatever fuckers, you better get off my way, bitch boy." I smirk walking away, I heard foot pounding hard against the ground then Nathan's voice, I was careless of what they were saying.

Got my healthy lunch before walking back to history class, I'm not much of a junk eater.

"You're one minute late." Mr Drake said, I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

"Sorry sir, I had my back against the locker." I mumbled the last part.

"What?"

"Nothing Sir, I'm sorry for my unpunctuality." I said softly hiding the sarcasm in my voice.

"You may sit." He said returning back to looking at his computer screen.

I pulled out a novel under my locker reading while eating is a back habit but I can't help it.

~~~~~~~~~

The last bell rang, I was slow to packing my stuff, I hate going home at times.

I entered my private car and we drove off, as soon as my foot hit our big compound.

I walk inside the house just to be shove down by Zack, "here you are!"

I stood up pulling my sweat vest, "I didn't do anything with that bitch, and is not my fault if you're so dumb to see how much of a whore she is." I said.

Then this whole drama started.

End of flashback.

"It hurts father," Zack said playing the victim, I swear I hate this guy.

Father hurried to his side, "don't stand there! Go get Henry!" He yelled.

I race out of the room calling Henry, till I found him, "father needs you now!" I managed to say.

Next thing henry and I ran back to the living room, Zack had a napkin on his cut preventing the blood from oozing out.

Father was speaking on the phone, while watching over Zack worriedly.

I just stood there shaking, till father piercing grays eyes met mine.

"Go to your room," he said calmly, I could hear the hint of anger in his voice. I can't wait to see what will happen if I don't I know father too well.

I grabbed my stuff getting out of that awkward tension, I raced to my room slamming the door behind me.

Why did I slam my door? I don't know maybe cause I'm angry? Or doomed! Father will kill me! I let my anger have the best of me again!

I set my bag down and my vest in the laundry basket, I took off my tie sitting nervously on the bed tapping my foot.

The door flip open, father walk in shutting the door behind him, "bend over the desk," he said.

"I-" I tried speaking but he hush me with his hand up high, pretty rude.

"I won't repeat that."

I reluctantly stood up walking to the desk and bending over, I heard him unbuckling his belt, then a sharp pain jolted through my body, the first strike is always a surprise, it took me all not to yelp as he rain down strike on my poor rear.

I loose count at ten, I can't take anymore it feels like hell, tears escape from my eyes landing on my brown desk, and quiet sobs left my trembling lips, when the strike won't stop I totally loose it, I broke down sobbing loudly, but said nothing. It's of no use saying anything, it doesn't work with father.

Finally the eternal torment stopped, I didn't hear him buckle his belt, it hurts so bad.

"Sit." He pointed to my bed, I leap up to where he mentioned still sobbing. "I-i'm sorry." I stutter.

"No you're not, you're sorry that you got spanked, get ready for soccer practice thirty minutes." He said before walking out.

Is always like that with father he is not an emotional person, this is not the first time though, don't get me wrong I don't hurt my brothers physically everyday, this is the first time, anyway He is right I'm not sorry for what I did just sorry that I got spanked.

Hey! I'm not the bad guy here Zack is, that's why I don't regret anything, I love what I did to him he deserves it, that is just a beginning I'll make him pay so bad. Some day he'll be on my mercy and he'll wish he never came to earth. That I promise.