User blog:Mr Bio Shock/Orson Ryan- Jack's own blood

''I thought the damn press would never leave. ''Jack was thinking to himself as he drove home the night of September 8th, 1961. Someone found the corpse of a young woman down by the docks and Jack and a group of eight other cops had been instructed to hold back the mobs of press and citizens who seemed all too eager to go and poke at the dead body while the site was cordoned off and detectives began to gather evidence. Apparently, this now takes 4 hours and involves the vultures from the press always looking for a new story to sell. Jack drove home angry at the slow as molasses reaction to the crime by his superiors. But as he drove home to his home in the Sea Cliff neighborhood, he was not in store for the shock he would recieve soon enough. When he got home at 7:00, he felt incredibly hungry, being forced to skip lunch to prevent a riot by the press. Brigid said she would marrinate some steak for dinner, so that was something to look foward to. When he entered, he found Brigid sitting a leather recliner he usually sat in during his time home. She then jumped up and hurridly moved over to him, kissing him nad hugging him tightly. She also took off his ploice cap and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. Jack smiles and asks "Why are you so happy today?" Brigid takes both his hands and folds them across her chest. "Jack, you don't know?" she asks. Jack looks at her with a confused expresion and asks "About what?" "Jack..." she begins. "I'm pregnant!"

Jack felt as if his stomach had just turned inside out. "Your... What?" he asked nervously. "Pregenant, Jack!" she says with a very excited tone. "Can you believe it?" she says. "Our own child!" No, I can't. Jack thinks to himself. Anita walks up and says to Jack "Daddy, I can't wait, I wish I could have a new brother though!" Jack was 10% happy and about 90% terrified. Since he had spliced so heavily in Rapture, he had no idea what the long term effects were. Sure, he had a heightened resistance to damage. He had taken a few hits to his arms and legs in the past and walked them all off. But he was fearful for what would happen to his wife or their child due to all the ADAM. Would it kill them both or would some unpredictible scientific catastrophe ruin his life? He would have to wait to find out. He never told Brigid of his fears, lest he ignite the same fears he felt in her. When asked of what he thought the baby's gender would be, Jack would simply pat her swollen belly and say they'd have to find out.

On March 15th, 1962 that day came. As Jack waited outside the hospital room, his mind swam with thoughts of what would happen. The whole time, he rested his elbows on his thighs and looked to the ground with a downcast expression. He heard the door open after what seemed like an eternity. A nurse stepped out. Jack looked up, dreading her next words. "Mr. Ryan?" she said. "Come and see your new child." Jack felt an enormous sense of relief wash over him. as far as he could tell, his child was born without a hitch. He entered the room and walked over to Brigid. She looked tired and worn out, but she was smiling. She was craddiling a infant wrapped in white cloth. "We have a son, Jack! A beautiful baby boy!" she said happily. A doctor strolled over, untying his surgical mask. "Congratulations, Mr. Ryan. It looks like you are the father of a healthy boy. He was born without a hitch, and seems unnaturally strong and active for a newborn though." Jack looked at him in fear and said "Is that a bad thing...?" The doctor responded "Oh no no no! This is a great thing! It can be assured that your boy will be healthy in life." Jack sighed in relief. He turned back to Brigid. "What should we name him?" he asked. "Hmmm. How about Jack Ryan, Jr!" Jack shook is head. "No way I'm going for that. I was thinking something more unique. How about... Orson? Not exactly common, huh?