Rodney broke out in a 10-million-watt smile, but it was short-lived as a sudden look of shock crossed his face.
Jonathan became concerned. "Rodney, are you okay?"
"I'm fine but I peed on the couch. I didn't know I had to go," Rodney replied.
Jonathan lost all of his refinement in two seconds flat. "Holy shit balls, your fucking water broke! Get up young man, we're going to the clinic now." They walked out the door to the buggy. Jonathan helped Rodney into the buggy and Martin got in the backseat. Zack was going to have to plant some new sod because Jonathan tore up a lot going to the clinic. He was on the phone: "William, get to the fucking clinic now."
Jonathan slid to a stop and ran around the buggy to help Rodney out. Martin was still catching his breath in the backseat—good thing he was full blood or he would've had to have a chair himself to deliver. Jonathan was helping Rodney make his way to the clinic door when William pulled up, running up to see if he could help.
