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Eric went over the file he'd written. With being a week away from Earth, he had rewritten his report on what had happened, what he'd done and his reasons for it. Elliot would be angry, that couldn't be avoided, but hopefully with a proper report for him to read, with William's confession attached to it... He wasn't looking forward to that meeting. Hopefully Uncle would have unearthed more information they could use.

Eric stood and stretched, looking over the mat on the floor, where his sons were stretched, or sitting, playing with musical blocks, or some that emitted lights. Tyson was stretched on his back, sleeping, and Tucker was crawling under the crib.

Eric shook his head in amusement and went to pick him up. "You're not supposed to go there, and you know it, Tuck. You could bang your head on one of the legs." He deposited him next to Terrence, who was banging blocks on the floor, one squeaked each time and the other hand glowed blue each time the cube struck the mat. Terrence laughed and bounced in place.

Once on the ground, Tucker butted his head again his brother, making him fall to his side, and lied against him. Terrence started crying, but stopped almost immediately once Tucker was pressed against him. He turned on his back and closed his eyes.

Once these two started sleeping, it seemed to be a signal for the others to do the same, the four were clustered together so they stretched out against each other, and within moments they were all sleeping.

Eric figured he had enough time to grab a quick shower, then he might grab a nap himself. At close to six months, his sons mostly slept through the nights, but last night hadn't been one of them, Trevor had woken, and once he'd started crying, his brothers joined in. And they required a lot of his attention during the daytime.

He ran the water hot and it felt amazing through his fur. He was halfway through washing when he heard someone enter his room. A moment later Jeff joined him under the water.

"You realize we haven't had sex in two days?" The jackal asked.

"Been busy looking after my family."

Jeff rubbed Eric's back. "You're the one constantly saying we shouldn't neglect our sex life. How come you aren't following your own advice?"

"Because I'm having too much fun watching them." Eric answered, hands against the wall as Jeff kneaded his shoulder. "And someone usually shows up to remind me to have sex at some point."

Jeff chuckled. "I see, so now it's our job to see to your relief?"

"Well, after all the years I've been seeing to yours, I figure you can handle it for a while."

The jackal pressed himself against Eric's back. "I guess that's true. If you're not too tired, I can do that now."

It was Eric's turn to chuckle. "I'm never too tired for sex."

"I'm glad to know fatherhood isn't leaving you exhausted." Jeff pressed himself closer and Eric felt the jackal's cock move between his cheeks. He pushed back, realizing that two days without sex was far too long.

Jeff took his time, ignoring Eric's cries for him to fuck him faster and harder. He stoked him, bringing Eric to the edge and then stopping. More than one Eric tried to take control, but he couldn't get the leverage to switch position and he had to remained pinned against the wall while Jeff slowly moved in and out of him. The tiger wanted to yell, but he didn't want to disturb his sleeping children.

Eventually Jeff picked up speed and started pounding Eric's ass. The Jackal groaned and shoved himself as deep as he could. Eric moaned as he felt the cum fill him. They didn't move for a moment, then Jeff went back to stroking him. Eric didn't last long after the multiple edgings. He gritted his teeth and his orgasm hit, and left him panting.

"You and Brick are looking to get tied up so I can use you the way I like." Eric said.

"You like this, you like not always getting your way." Jeff pulled out and grinned as Eric turned and leaned back against the wall.

"One of these days, you're going to catch me in a bad mood and I'm not going to let you go this slow."

"And on that day, we'll both enjoy that too." He grabbed a handful of shampoo. "Come on, you came in here to wash, right?"

When they were clean and dry, Eric checked the time, forty-four minutes had passed since he'd gotten up. Jeff left and Eric sat down to get back to the report. He glanced at the sleeping boys, and frowned at Terrence sleeping alone. Only four in the other group, so where had Tucker gone to?

He checked under the cribs, then around the couch and chairs, then the bed. He wasn't there. He looked in the bathroom, but not there either. He felt himself start panicking, and forced himself to take deep breath. Unlike when he was outside, it helped this time. If Tucker wasn't here, maybe someone had gotten him?

He went to the lounge, where Brick was having sex with Marc, and Gerald was sucking off Robert. Brack was in the exercise section.

"I take it none of you came in my room and picked up Tucker?"

Shakes of the head all around. He went to the cockpit, where William was seated at the comm station.

"You seen Tucker?"

"No."

Eric went through every unlocked room, having to restrain himself from throwing anything before him out of his way. Not only wouldn't getting angry help anything, but if he accidentally threw something on Tucker, he'd never forgive himself. He even entered the zero-G room, hoping to see his son floating about, giggling, but no luck. Once he'd done a full circuit of the ship he went back to the lounge.

Gerald was Seated on the floor, Robert was holding his head and face fucking him.

"Gerald," Eric said and waited for the two to pause. "Did you happen to leave any open panel unattended while you worked?"

"No, why?"

"I can't find Tucker anywhere."

Everyone stood, their activities forgotten. "We'll help you look." Everyone searched the lounge then moved from room to room. Even those who had locked their doors checked their rooms. Jeff was pulled in the search as he left his room. After the rooms were searched, Gerald started undoing panels and checking any space where someone Tucker's size could have squeezed in.

Eric was back in the cockpit, with Jeff and William, the panels under the comm station had been removed and he was shining a light among the plates and wired there, when he received a message from Robert.

'You need to come to the array.'

Eric ran out of the cockpit, barely grabbing the rungs in time when the gravity shifted and continued down the column until the gravity shifted again. Robert was standing two hundred meters away, looking down at something Eric couldn't see. His heart in his throat he ran to him. Robert put a finger to his lips as he got close and Eric slowed, confused, but knowing that the hyena wouldn't be this calm if something had happened to his son.

Robert was standing before an access to one of the pods. He pointed down at the form curled around a post, going from floor to ceiling.

"It's one of the conduits that carries the heated gases which keeps the corridor warm," Robert whispered.

Eric watched as his son moved, tightening his body around the post. He placed a hand on it. It was indeed warm. He shook his head in a mix of annoyance and amazement.

"You are going to be an adventurer," Eric said, picking Tucker up. The infant cried in surprise then curled up against his father, looking up at him. "What I'd like to know is how you managed to negotiate the gravity shift without hurting yourself."

"Looks like you've got yourself a born spacer," Robert said.

"How did he get in here? The access is supposed to be closed."

"I came down to grab a box of apples, we were out in the dining room. He must have come in in those five minutes I was in the pod. We can't see this section if we're not trying, that's why I didn't notice he was there when I came out."

"We're going to have to be more careful. Tuck is the only one crawling about right now, but it won't be long and they all will. You need to make sure to always close the access. I'm going to reprogram my door so it won't detect them."

When they left he array, Robert made sure the access was closed. Marc saw them and called to the others.

"Everything's good," Eric said, "We found him warming himself in the array."

They all looked at the access door connecting the ship to the array, a questioning expression on their faces. Brack went as far as to stand by it and look down. "How?" he asked.

Eric shrugged. "He has the making of an acrobat."

"I can't believe he's already crawling about," Gerald said. "My Brian wasn't able to do that until he was seven months old. Tabatha was even older."

"Our Tucker's a precocious boy," Marc said, rubbing the infant tiger's belly, which made them both laugh.

"Okay, this was just a scare, but we need to baby proof the ship now, while he's the only one who can get in trouble."

"Other than door and the access to the array and the cockpit, I don't think there's much we need to do." Gerald said. "Other than watch where we step and make sure none of them crawl into a work space."

Eric shuddered at the idea of one of his sons behind locked behind a panel. "Still, let's be careful. We're going to switch all the doors to manual."

"Oh, and we're going to want to look for anything that's sharp at their height." Gerald said. "Remove them or at least cover that up. Eric, you go back to your room and rest, a fright like this takes it out of you. We'll see to the rest.

Grateful Eric brought Tucker back to his brothers, who were awake and in need of attention. Eric shook his head. He wasn't getting any rest for some time.