I had never endured this amount of pain before. It made childbirth seem like a cakewalk. It felt like someone was taking a crowbar to my chest, splitting it in two. Now it was finally down to a bad case of heartburn. Head pounded, throat burned, and every joint and muscle ached and intensified when Jack moved me. Completely physically and mentally exhausted I couldn't contain the whimpers that came from me with every movement. Hoping Doc would give me something to knock me out and sleep through the pain, soon..

The soft bed was a god sent. The last thing I remembered was hitting the floor in the office hard then everything went black until Jack and Lawrence, and even that was fuzzy. I tried to comprehend voices and conversations but I just heard Jack apologized before the pain started to get worse and Doc saying, "Hurry up." Moaning, squeezing my eyes shut, taking deep breaths, trying to concur the increased pain was brought to a halt, when a distinct sound of a zipper echoed through the room.

Eyes shooting open to see a much-tanned Jack, naked from the waist up and pants halfway down to the floor. Thinking I may be hallucinating, I shut my eyes and began with the breathing exercise. Bed moving I felt someone beside me, but what got my attention again was yet again another zipper. Eyes popped open, this time it was Lawrence standing there naked. Realizing this was no hallucinating I started to scramble up the bed, but hands clamped around my waist holding me in place. Too exhausted to fight, a single tear rolled down my face out of fear, pain, and not able to control my body at the moment.

"Sam? Sam, look at me," Jack said, holding my face in his hands. Too tired to fight and hoped whatever they had in mind would end quickly, I opened her eyes. "We need full body contact to heal you. There is nothing sexual about this, I promise you. We are not here to hurt you, only help you," he tried to reassure me.

"But...no I can't do this," voice shook with fear.

"If we don't do this your body will shut down," Jack said. Not understanding any of this but I knew he was telling the truth. Closing my eyes, they took that for my approval.

Lawrence climbed into bed, hand still on my thigh, they shifted me on my side so I spooned Jack, and Lawrence spooned me. Oddly enough, it was probably the most reassuring feeling being sandwiched between those two men. The protectiveness I felt was amazing and very comforting. That's when the sexual desire began in the pit of my stomach. That was when I realized, I too was naked in between these two men. One I just met and the other happily married.

Feelings of comfort gone and panic took its place. "Where are my clothes?" hysterics clear in my voice.

Doc answered first, "We need full body contact when we are hurt badly so we are trying the same with you and it seems to be working," his voice soft, confident, and excited.

I had never felt that comfortable in a bathing suit that was why I swam at night and alone. Even when I was intimate with someone, I had to have the lights off and preferred to be drunk so I never put more thought of my soft body then the passion of the movement. Now being sandwiched between two very attractive hard bodies, was playing havoc on my desires was too much. "Get out!" I said, trying to squirm out and cover myself at the same time.

"Samantha..." Jack started, not amused with my issues.

"OUT. OUT. OUT." I tried to yell, but came out like a squeak. Using all my energy with my words, lying naked trying to cover myself. Tears of my frustration, exhaustion and embarrassment flowed.

"Fine!" Jack said, sounding angry and annoyed.

Both leaving the bed, stood and stared down at me. It only took a few seconds before my muscles began to hurt, chest tearing in two, body burning up all happened before the pain was to unbearable and I screamed. Body immobilized, all I could do was scream and hoped I would pass out again soon.

Pain started to recede, body cooled down, and once again, I felt two naked bodies on either side of me. Willing to do anything not to endure that pain again, I relaxed. My head rested on Jack's back and I cried. I felt my arm being moved forward to Jack's chest, and Lawrence snuggling closer with his hand resting on my thigh. Once I was able to speak, I whispered, "Thank you. Thank you both," my voice muffled against Jack's back, and then drifted off to sleep.

* * *
JACK

Waiting a few minutes, listening to Sam's deep breathing as she finally gave up to sleep, I reached for my phone on the bedside table. Needing reinforcements, Mason seemed to be the best choice for the time being.

"Yeah, Jack," Mason answered a little breathless.

"Where are you and who are you with?" I asked, not wanting this conversation to be overheard.

"At Nate's with Nate, Mady, Dmitri, and Braydon," he answered, sounding off.

"Get to your car then we will talk, this is for your ears only, and hurry," I instructed.

All stayed quiet until the slam of the door. "What's up?" Mason asked.

"I need you to get to Sam's now. Do not tell anyone and move your ass," I ordered and then hung up before Mason could ask any questions, not that he would. I tossed the phone back on the table, getting comfortable again and waited for Mason.

Lawrence too just hung up with one of his for the same reason I called Mason. Now we waited while Doc continued to take Sam's vitals every five minutes.