Mark's POV
It was 2:30 in the morning, and I heard a cry. Not Will's cry, but it was still a small cry. It took me a few minutes to realize it was Marcie.
I sprung out of bed and ran to her bedroom. When the door opened, I saw her on the floor. She was purple.
"Sean! SEAN!" I yelled until he was at my side, and Felix behind us. Jack picked up his phone and called 911, while I had Marcie in my lap.
She was gasping for air, scared shitless.
"It's okay, baby girl.. everything is okay!" Her hand was weak in Felix's.
"An ambulance will be here soon!" Jack said hanging up and kneling down to all of us.
"What's happening?" I asked Jack.
"She might be having an asthma attack.."
"But she doesn't have asthma!"
"I did when I was younger, it could just be genetic.."
We sat there until I heard faint sirens. I held her close, as I didn't want her to go to the hospital.
When the paramedics put her into the strecher, they said that only one person could go.
"I want Uncle Felix.." Felix looked hesitant.
"She feels comfortable around you, go!" I patted his back as he hopped in.
I hope she's okay..
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Septiplier's Baby
FanfictionA book where Mark is not the dominant one; Jack is. Sure, Mark is a year older, but he loves being the more 'feminine' one in the relationship. What Mark and Jack didn't know is that Mark carries a very rare genetic gene called 'Multijolink'. It can...
