Sam curled his wings around himself, the wind and rain striking against his back and wings and soaking him.

God he was cold.

Sam heard the beating of wings a second before he heard a thump behind him and the rain that was hitting him stopped. Lifting his hear he looked back and saw a tall dark figure with white wings and what looked to be short brown shaggy hair and to be male.

His clothes too were soaked and he wore a t-shirt, jeans and a pair of converses.

His body shaking he tried to focus on the guys face but his eyes blurred and falling to the side arms wrapped around him and his body was held tightly against the other males.

He heard the flapping of wings just before he knew they were air born.

Falcon looked at the skinny male lying in his bed breathing deeply, his now naked body shaking slightly.

Walking closer he pulled the blanket back and let it drop around the males hips, staring he looked at the small baby bump that rose and fell as the dark winged male slept.

What was he going to do? There was no way that thing wasn’t the cause of the male being put threw some kind of hell…

Falcon shook his head and taking the knife from his belt he got on the bed and straddled the smaller male then taking a deep breath…did something he wished he didn’t half to.

Sam groaned. Waking up and opening his eyes he looked at the wall lying on his side then springing from the bad and rushing for the bathroom and throwing the contents of his stomach up and into the toilet for the fifth week in a row.

Rubbing his stomach his fingers brushed over the slight barely there scar there.

The male that had saved him from the rain and wind had cut him open and cut out his still forming baby then gotten him pregnant once again.

Sighing Sam went back into the bedroom and throwing on a pair of swim trunks headed for the beach but wasn’t prepared when he ran into his ex…

“Hey there Sammy, long time no see.”

Sam stopped and stared at his ex Blake in horror and then setting his shoulders and wings tried to go around him but Blake stopped him and spun Sam into a tree pinning him.

“Blake…leave me alone.”

Blake smiled and leaned in pressing his lips to Sam’s and crushing him against the bark of the tree causing his back to hurt.

Sam tried to push against Blake’s chest but he wasn’t budging, well he wasn’t until someone pulled him from practically on top of him.

Looking he saw a face that looked familiar but Sam couldn’t place where from.

The male that had a hold of Blake’s hair looked Sam in the eyes and held them. “Are you alright?”

Sam nodded but really he wasn’t even sure what quite just happened…

Falcon looked down at the male that he held in his grasp and glaring tossed him away.

“Leave him alone or else you’ll have me to deal with.”

He knew the other male knew he meant business and watched smiling as he ran off. Looking back he looked at the male he had been watching for the last five weeks, he was leaning against the tree he had been pressed against and he held a shaky hand to his flat stomach.

Falcon noticed that he was rubbing small circles and that he was really pale and that’s when a horrible thought occurred to him, what if he’d gotten him pregnant?

God he couldn’t have, but he knew that the male hadn’t been with anyone after himself.

Taking a deep breath de decided to ask. “Are you alright? Something wrong with your stomach or anything?”

The other male snapped his gaze to meet Falcon’s. “N-no, it’s just that well…I’m pregnant so Blake treating me that way upset me a bit is all.”

God what had he done?

“Blake?”

The male nodded. “Yeah he’s my ex, I had been pregnant with his baby up until about five weeks ago give or take a little…then this male killed it and got me pregnant with his child, but ya know? I really don’t mind, I hated the thought of Blake’s spawn growing inside of me, so really I guess it was a blessing in disguise.”

Falcon’s eyes widened slightly. He didn’t mind?

Falcon swallowed. “And what if I said that it was me that got you pregnant? But that I really didn’t try to?”

The male’s eyes widened now and he paled. Spinning around he leaned against the tree as he leaned over and vomited.

Wiping his mouth Sam thought he had finally gotten the dry heaves under control when he heard Blake’s voice.

“See? This guy is harassing my lover and he’s in a very delicate state right now.”

Sam turned his head and looking saw Blake and two beach officers standing a few feet away.

Sam’s constant morning sickness had picked a horrible time to act up and now this…delicate was right.

Sam pushed away from the tree and took a step toward them. “Blake what are you doing? You know that you and I broke up week’s hell months ago…I am not your lover.”

Blake’s face reddened and he knew that meant that the male was angry. “Sam you’re confused, you just need rest is all.”

Blake came toward him and grabbing his arm started pulling him with him toward Blake’s home but Sam was having none of it and dug in his heels.

“The hell I’m confused! I’m pregnant not retarded!”

Blake spun faster than Sam could react and punched him in the stomach causing him to fall on his side and wrapping his wings and arms around himself he started to heave again.

Great…it was only about nine and he was going to be vomiting his stomach out for the third time already…

Falcon saw red.

And not just out of anger, when the male, his male, Sam, hit the ground and started heaving again Falcon had leaped onto the male called Blake and started pounding his fists into his face.

That was…until Sam said something.

“Stop…h-he’s not worth the effort and the trouble…”

Turning toward Sam and leaving Blake Falcon went to him and scooping him up held him close as he flapped his wings and flew…flew straight for his penthouse.

Once there Falcon went in and lying Sam down went to the phone and picked it up.

Hitting three he waited a moment.

“Yes Falcon?”

“Reggie I need you in my room…now.”

Hanging up he turned and walked to the bed looking down at Sam curled in a ball around his stomach, his wings lying limp on the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing shallow.

“Falcon…”

Sam’s eyes opened and he looked at Falcon questioningly. “That’s my name, Falcon. I know yours thanks to your friend but you didn’t know mine.”

He nodded and closing his eyes again went back to breathing, thankfully the door chimed so leaving Sam he headed for the door opening it to Reggie.

“You bellowed?”

Falcon nodded and turning he went back to the bedroom Reggie following.

He stopped just at the entrance and nodded to Sam.

Reggie rushed forward not wasting time with questions and started looking Sam over, Falcon however, turned and left the room.

It was close to an hour later when his friend and brother emerged from the room and stepped over to him.

“The baby’s fine, Sam however has some bruised ribs.”

Falcon nodded.

“Sam said to tell you sorry for earlier, said he vomited when you told him that you were his child’s father?”

Falcon nodded again, the memory still hurt yet he understood.

“He wasn’t throwing up because of what you said to him…”

That got his attention, turning his head he looked at his brother. “Really?”

Reggie nodded. “Yeah, it was morning sickness…or in his case all day sickness. He’s one of the few that gets that apparently.”

Well that made more since, and it also meant that Sam didn’t hate him.

That was the best news of all.

Sam rolled over and came face to face with chest…

Opening his eyes he found that Falcon had crawled into bed with him and had been holding him.

Well this was new…

Getting that urge again Sam carefully slid from the arms around him and went to the bathroom and threw up several times.

Once he was done he walked out and then out onto the balcony needing fresh air to calm his stomach.

Taking in a deep breath a cloth came over his mouth and nose causing him to scream and struggle, but it was too late. The deed had been done and he had inhaled, now gripping the hand that held the cloth over his mouth he slowly fell into a deep bottomless darkness.

Falcon awoke and his heart stopped.

Sam was gone…

Sitting up and looking around he spotted a note and getting up he went to it and found it read that Sam had needed some time to think things through.

Sighing Falcon got the feeling he was never gonna see Sam again.

Panting Sam tugged at the chains around his wrists but it was no use, he was too weak.

Leaning his head back and against the wall he looked at his reddened wrists, looked at the hooks in each wing keeping them extended and not a threat to his captor.

But finally he looked down and at his huge swollen rounded and bruised tummy.

Once he’d started showing his captor had started beating on him but not bad enough to cause him to miscarry.

He sighed as he heard a door open then slam shut and his captor walked in, he knew Blake was crazy but know he was aware just how crazy.

Blake came over to him and smiled as he touched Sam’s belly but then slid his hand to Sam’s member which seemed to always be hard thanks to being pregnant.

Blake’s hand squeezed and Sam arched out crying out slightly at the added pressure, Blake’s free hand came up to touch the tight band that circled the base of his member and his balls then slid down to his ass and fingered his sore hole.

Sam gasped and tightened his hole as to not be fingered as Blake whistled and stroked Sam’s member ripping a whimper from his throat as the door opened.

“You like that Sammy? You like me playing and teasing with you? How about in front of your bastard child’s father?”

Sam’s eyes flew to Blake just as he jerked Sam’s member hard and slid three fingers into Sam’s hole ramming them far up into him.

Sam cried out and started to squirm but it did nothing for him, then his eyes caught something and stopping he looked panting and his eyes widened at the sight of Falcon tied on his knees and gagged being forced to watch.

Falcon couldn’t believe this.

Looking at Sam and the horrible state he was in Falcon just got all the more pissed.

Blake released Sam’s member and slid his hand to Sam’s rounded belly.

Slap!

“Ah!”

Eyes widening he looked at the spot on Sam’s stretched flesh where Blake had struck him, but from the looks of things it hadn’t been the first time.

Sitting there and just watching he glared at the male hurting his mate, but smirked to himself when his pocket vibrated, Reggie, he’d tracked them and now he was coming to the rescue thankfully.

That small victory turned to fear when Sam arched out ripping Blake’s fingers from him as water splashed to the floor from between his legs.

God…Sam was going into labor.

Sam panted as he felt his body relax against the wall, then he felt another sting on his belly followed by the sound of Blake’s palm striking his sensitive flesh.

“Ah! Blake stop it, please!”

Blake just laughed. “Now Sammy, your child is about to grace us with its presence. I’m sure it would love to do so quickly and painfully.”

God, Blake was going to make this as painful for Sam as he could.

Blake knew where to touch to get a rise out of him and his nipples were that place. Blake’s fingers came to his nubs and started to massage them.

Sam’s head went back and his eyes closed as his nipples hardened and he felt their pleasure run threw his aching body, well he did till Blake’s mouth took possession of one of the nubs and licking it bite it and started sucking roughly.

Sam realized what Blake was doing when his nipple started to lactate and Blake just sucked at the milk till pulling away the liquid substance continued to drip.

Something was placed on each of his nips and looking his eyes widened and he would have said something had a contraction not hit him just then.

Blake turned on a machine and his nipples started to be sucked, the milk in them for his child being milked from them.

Sam’s head went back and he groaned but he wasn’t about to be Blake’s cow.

Reaching out with his feet and ignoring the pain he yanked at the tubes freeing his nipples as milk dripped from them both down to his tummy.

Finally a cry ripped from Sam’s throat as he felt the baby work its way through his pelvic.

Falcon was glad to see Sam fighting back just not when he was in so much pain…

The door behind him burst open and looking he was glad to see Reggie burst in eyes blazing as he caught sight of first Falcon then Sam.

Blake spun but not before his brother was across the room and slamming the lesser male into the wall several times.

Then as Blake slumped his brother came to him and untied him.

They both rushed to Sam as another contraction hit him and he seemed to be trying to breath threw the pain.

Setting his mate free Falcon spun and rushed from the horrid room and outside flapping his wings and flying hurriedly back to his home.

Once there he went in and laid Sam on the bed then turned to Reggie.

“Reggie he needs your help…please.”

His brother sighed but complied coming over and spreading Sam’s legs he got between them just in time of another contraction.

Falcon paced and didn’t much pay attention then he heard the cry of an infant.

Spinning and coming to the bed he leaned over his brother’s shoulder and smiled when he saw that the baby was a little boy and had his white wings and dark hair.

Looking up at Sam though he paled.

“He’s in bad shape Falcon, that other male really did a number on him…he seemed to focus all his energy and strength on protecting this little guy from too much harm…hell he actually forced himself not to go into labor one other time from what I can tell.”

God…Sam had been trying to protect his son and Falcon hadn’t even held him while he gave birth, what kind of mate was he?

“A good one Falcon…”

Blinking and looking at Sam he found the male’s pale green eyes on him. “Sam…what do you mean?”

Sam swallowed and seemed to try and get up the strength to speak. “That you are a good mate…that’s what I mean.”

Falcon just blinked but Sam looked to Reggie and held out shaky arms. Complying his brother handed the whimpering infant to Sam and he laid the squirming thing on his chest seeming to know what it wanted, sure enough the little thing latched onto Sam’s nipple and started to suck feeding from its already weak mother.

Falcon frowned.

He wasn’t going to let Sam die…no way, he loved him too much.

Sam drifted off as his son fed.

His sleeping was fitful and when he woke it was dark and his son was asleep on his chest.

Gently rolling he laid his sleeping child on the bed and stroked his wings, wings just like his fathers.

Sighing and being too weak to do much else he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Weeks later and Falcon sat on the balcony, his son sleeping in his arms.

Looking back at the room he saw that Sam too was asleep but thankfully he was stronger, though Reggie had come to the conclusion that he would never fly again thanks to Blake and his hooks…

But Falcon was just glad he was alive.

His son stirred in his arms which meant he was hungry, but he hated to have to wake Sam.

Sighing he stood and walking inside he went to the bed and nudged his lovers shoulder.

Sam stirred and looked up at them and knowing what was wrong rolled onto his back and motioned for Falcon to lay their son on his right side so he did so and as soon as he did the little guys mouth was attached to Sam’s nipple and suckling.

Sam gasped softly but rolled again so their son was lying on his back in the crook of Sam’s arms and he could be more comfortable.

Falcon watched as his son fed and his lover’s eyes drifted which meant he was going to fall asleep again.

Sighing again he sat in the chair next to the bed and watched the two most important males in his life and just knew everything was going to be alright.