A/N--Hi there. Here is another chapter I hope you all like.. However I give fair warning that this piece is a little more explicit in nature and its basically my first time in writing something such as it is. I hope you don;t find it distasteful at anyrate. Anyway I hope you all will reply to let me know what you think, I write for the enjoyment of the reader and replys let me know what can or needs to be added or edited. As always mistakes and misspelling are mine and i'm sorry for any and all that I have over looked. Thankx for reading, you guys are awsome. :D

Destin had left for the reaper realm shortly after Creed had returned home. They had spoken, but Destin hadn’t told his elder brother of what he and Skye had discussed, and he knew that Skye wouldn’t say anything that he didn’t think Creed needed to know.

The first person Destin saw on his return to Haven Locke Hall was Mycroft who stared at him warily. “Have you calmed yourself?” He asks and Destin gave a slight shrug, he didn’t like Mycroft… never had and possibly never would. “It depends”, he finally answered a moment later.

“Depends on what exactly?” Mycroft questioned patiently. Destin’s scarlet gaze never strayed from the bespectacled chocolate orbs of the other. “My threat still stands”, Destin, said. “You can’t tell me what to do outside of your advising me of my job…not that

I hardly listen even then of course”, he smirked and Mycroft sighed.

“I was merely making a suggestion, the elders would have before long other wise and I thought that perhaps…knowing your nature as I do… that you would appreciate a suggestion more then an order”, Mycroft said as he pulled off his glasses to clean the lenses.

Destin bit his lip as he turned away and sighed, “Fine. Thank you for the suggestion Mycroft.” He gave the marble halls a quick sweep with his eyes before turning his attention back to the other who had replace his glasses to the place on the bridge of his nose.

“You haven’t seen Randy around have you, you know so you can save me hours upon hours of searching for him”.

Mycroft gave a short laugh, “I’m sure that you are more the capable of locating your mate on your own. In fact I’m sure that wherever he is, it’s because he is planning some sort of surprise to beg your forgiveness and ensure that your wrath is once again caged”.

Destin frowned and raised a brow, “Care to say that again”. “I’m merely saying that Randall is most likely in the human realm procuring you some sort of gift…as well as a box of... condoms for himself”.

Destin stopped the amused snort he felt at the words; he was not used to some one so prim and proper speaking so forwardly about certain objects. “That’s okay”, he offered instead. “We won’t need them but if by some chance you need any, well then you’ll know where to find them want you?” he ask.

Mycroft just shook his head, his cheeks aflame in embarrassment, “Just go find Randall”, he demanded. Destin smiled easily and began his way down the halls.

“And please keep your –deeds- in you own room”, Mycroft called. Destin did not stop, “I make no promises”, he called back.

Destin decided that Mycroft had been right about Randy going to the living world since his search of Haven Locke had turned up no sign of his mate and lover.

However, it felt as if Randy was taking forever and out of sheer boredom, Destin decided that he would soak in the bathing pool. Each room in the dormitory; as the ones who lived there called it; had its own large marble pools.

Destin preferred the natural oils and soaps that came from the reaper realms, even as Randy had those and cologne from the living world. He poured a vile of sweet smelling oil into the water and slipped inside. With a contented sigh, he closed his eyes thinking of how he would start his conversation with Randy.

Destin startled out of his thoughts by something soft touching his cheek and making its way to his rest under his nose and filling his senses with its familiar and much loved fragrance. Destin opened his eyes and looked down at the rose that was now only inches away.

He grabbed the dark green stem with his fingers, his red eyes taking in the snowy white petals and the touch of red in the center. “I know how much ya love roses and this one is as unique as you are”, Randy’s deep voice came from behind him and Destin tilted his head back to look into the joyful gentle copper eyes of the large southern reaper.

Destin smiled, he would never tell anyone that he was a romantic at heart, but then Randy had always seemed to know and being a romantic himself, he played to all of Destin’s little vices, his enjoyment of roses being one of the biggest.

Holding the rose, he rubbed his thumb over the thorns and smiled. He turned so that he was facing Randy who was still crouching. “So where did you disappear to this evening, I mean besides wherever it was that you found this”, he said and brought the rose to his lips and inhaled its sweet scent.

Randy watched as the petals wilted and turned grey or black before falling to the floor followed shortly by its now black stem. “Taste good”, he ask amused. Destin nodded, “Wonderful, it was truly unique in its flavor”, he said and followed the copper gaze as it ran over his body.

“I didn’t mean what I said earlier today”, he told Randy who grinned, “Ya didn’t huh, well now that sounds right promisin’ darlin’” ,he said as he shrugged out of the denim jacket he wore, followed swiftly by a flannel over shirt, tee, jeans, and boots. He slipped into the pool with a grin.

“You left your hat on”, Destin said playfully as he moved forward and reached a hand up and pulled the hat off the sandy curls before flicking it onto the floor with the rest of their clothing.  He left his arms hooked around the others neck and hands buried in the cool curls as he pulled the larger man in for a kiss.

The kiss went from playful to passionate in seconds and passion went from the pool to the bed. Randy had indeed bought a box of condoms, same as he had before and when he brought the box out Destin laughed.

“What’s so funny”, Randy asks he struggled with the tin foil packet. Destin grabbed the packet and flung it across the room before pushing Randy onto his back, his hand and knees and on either side of the larger man as he bent and kissed him.

“I want to ride you”, Destin said voice sweet with desire. “Hell yeah baby, I want that too”, Randy readily agreed as he wrapped two large hands around the slender waist.

“Still though, what you said about protection and all?”

Destin bit teasingly at the golden skin between Randy’s throat and shoulder, he looked up at the question and smirked, “We can’t make a baby if we keep it covered now can we?”

Randy’s expression brightened even more…if that was possible. “A baby… You mean you want one. Are you sure, darlin?” he asks rubbing gentle circle with his thumbs on Destin’s pale hips.

Destin grinned and lowered his eyes seductively, “If I weren’t I wouldn’t let you touch me would I? I wouldn’t do this either”, he said as he impaled himself in one swift movement.

Randy gave a pleasured groan at the icy heat that enveloped him and his stared at Destin as he threw his head back with a cry of his own. He lowered his head breathing hard, eyes wide, and a wicked smile on his lips as he began to move in teasingly slow movements that quickly he said as he impaled himself in one swift movement.

Randy gave a pleasured groan at the icy heat that enveloped him and his stared at Destin as he threw his head back with a cry of his own. Destin lowered his head breathing hard, eyes wide, and a wicked smile on his lips as he began to move in teasingly slow movements that quickly increased in momentum.

The movements drew encouraging grunts and moans from Randy’s lips and Destin would slow his movements teasingly or he would stop altogether and grin as the sounds of protest Randy made.

“You frickin’ little tease”, Randy growled as Destin slipped off of him once again, and flipped him over onto his own back, “I’m gonna make you scream my name baby”, he said, “and I’m gonna spill my seed so hard and so deep in you, that you’re guaranteed to get pregnant”.

Destin smiled haughtily, “then do it sweetness, don’t talk …”he was cut off as Randy gave swift push and he arched his back in ecstasy, “Oh Yeah, right there… Randy, hell yes, please again”, he shouted and Randy cut off his moans and pleas by sealing his lips over the others in a deep tender kiss.

Later Destin lay panting as Randy covered his body in tender kisses and reached a tender hand to brush back the snowy damp hair that stuck to Destin has flushed cheeks.

“You have no idea how beautiful you look to me right now darlin’”. Randy said and Destin sighed, “You don’t look so bad yourself.” he reached up and fingered Randy’s messy curls. “I feel kind of sleepy now”, he said with a blissfully exhausted grin.

Randy pulled Destin until he was lying on his chest, his white head tucked under a stubbly chin and his large strong fingers stroking the pale soft skin of Destin’s back.

“Go to sleep, sugar.  Something that good is bound to leave a person exhausted, myself included”, he murmured as he buried his nose into the white hair and inhaled the natural wintry scent that was uniquely Destin himself. Randy’s softly rising and falling chest signified his sleep, and Destin drifted with him a happy satisfied smile on his own lips. He hoped sincerely that they would soon have their child.

 a/n--well how was it, like it hate it, lol I hope its the former, and i'll try to add more as soon as possible. again, Thnks for ur support.

A/N—I hope ya all ain’t to disappointed with this chap. It doesn’t have much to do with the pregnancy itself but I felt that its needed. I write for the enjoyment of others and replys let me know whether I’m doing okay or if things need some work, anyway I hope you enjoy and so… on with the story

Destin had indeed conceived that very night and a month in, he was still suffering nausea, and he slept a lot. The mood swings however were the worst; at least they were in the opinions of every reaper that Destin had unleashed those moods.

Randy saw most of the weepy and happy swings, sadistic Destin scared the secretarial reapers senseless, and Mycroft saw his more volatile anger. The supervisor as well as the rest of the realm, it seemed, were trying in vain to keep out of the snowy haired reapers path.

“Leave me alone Randy, you’re hovering and you know how I hate it when you hover over me”, Destin growled in frustration at his mate. Destin had been violently ill only an hour before and Randy, being the over protective type he was- had not left his mates side for a second. He was, however, unfazed by the others anger, though he did fear the blades that the smaller man could summon.

“I’m not hovering darlin’ I’m just making sure ya don’t take a nose dive in the middle of hall again”, Randy offered in defense. Destin only snorted and grinned as he watched as Mycroft appeared then turned once he caught sight of his pregnant subordinate.

“Oh Mycroft, leaving without even saying hello”, he called sweetly. Randy just sighed, but Mycroft had stopped and turned, his body rigid, “Good evening to you Destin, Randall… all is well I hope”, he said politely.

“It was before….”Randy placed a large hand over his mates mouth and smiled at the elder reaper, “Everything is just fine and dandy Elliot, thank you kindly for asking”, he said and hissed as Destin bit down.

“Perhaps you should take a vacation of sorts to the mortal realm, see Creed and his family”, Mycroft suggested. Randy nodded. Destin bit his hand once again and gave a light yet warning swat to the smaller mans’ backside, effectively shocking the other.

He did not move his hand until the supervisor disappeared down the hall, and Destin turned narrowed blood red eyes on him. “Don’t ever do that again, next time may prove to leave me mate less and our child without a father”, Destin warned and Randy sighed.

“Sweetheart, our fellow reapers and even the elders fear for their lives when you have a tantrum”, the southern reaper said and Destin pouted, “I don’t throw tantrums, and I would never take the life of someone who doesn’t deserve it, besides a reapers essence taste horrible”.

“Its frightening that you even know that”, Randy offered but he smiled as he noticed that Destin had turned his attention to his belly, he wasn’t far enough along to be showing completely, but there was the slightest hint of a curve there and Destin had been excited when he had discovered it there.

“I think we should go see Creed and Skye, visit our nephew and our new niece”, Randy recommended and Destin looked up nodding fiercely in agreement, he hadn’t had a chance to see Creed and Sky’s newest addition to their small family, he also wanted to tell the others of his own pregnancy.

It was autumn in the living world and Destin could see little Aaron playing in a pile of leaves with Creed, as Skye looked on from his seat on the porch railing. The small ravenette caught sight of them and grinned.  Little Aaron had also caught sight of them, because he gave a loud joyous yell and toddled quickly towards them.

Randy grinned at the toddler and crouched down opening his arms, “Come ‘ere ya little munchkin”, he said and lifted the toddler into the air and over his shoulder chuckling as the toddler giggled and kicked his little booted feet.

Destin watched and found hisself wondering if Randy was hoping that their own child was a boy or a girl. He’d ask the larger reaper later’, he thought, and reached over to ruffle his nephew’s dark hair.  “Go easy on him AJ, your uncle Randy is a wimp”.

Randy snorted as he walked the little boy back to the pile of leaves and Creed who had shouted a hello to his younger brother who he knew wanted to talk with Skye.

Skye’s grin told Destin that he already knew about the pregnancy. “You’re back to your normal little self”, Destin said looking over where only a little over a month before had been large and swollen. Skye smirked, “The beauty of being a reaper, but you’ll know for yourself soon enough”.

Destin gave a slight smile and touched his own belly, “I guess I will, got to get big enough to miss being thin first though”. Skye’s smile softened, “You be feeling huge in no time at all”, he assured and then motioned him into the house, “come see your niece”.

Destin followed the younger reaper into the baby’s nursery, frowning slightly at all the cutesy décor. “Who decorated this room?” Destin demanded with a frown as Skye bent over a white crib.

“Creed did…at least it isn’t yellow”, Skye offered and turned holding his slumbering daughter in his arms. Destin’s expression melted into one of complete and utter enchantment. “Wow, she so tiny”, he mumbled as he took the infant into his own arms.

He cradled her in one arm and touched the soft spiky black hair on her tiny head with a finger, she was pink and soft and warm, and gave a dove like coo as she opened one bright pale blue eye followed shortly by the other.

 A tiny hand curled around Destin’s finger and his heart melted, and warmth filed his own belly. “She’s gorgeous Skye”, Destin said as he handed her back to her father, reluctant to let her go, but she had began to whimper in hunger. “What is her name”, he asks as he followed Skye to the kitchen, a hand on his belly.

Skye had handed the baby back to Destin as he fixed her bottle, “we named her Keri Ella, it seemed to fit…ya know?’ Destin nodded and he had to agree that it did fit the baby girl perfectly. “Here, you can feed her”, Skye said startling Destin from thought and he stared at the bottle the ravennette held out as if he had no idea what to do with it, then again he didn’t.

“Its easy, just move her so that her back is supported along your arm, and so that her head is upright, hold her close to your chest, then tilt the bottle slightly and she’ll do the rest”, Skye instructed, though he did help to position the baby correctly before handing Destin the bottle once again.

“Go on”, Skye prompted, “You’ll be doing this for your own soon”. Destin nodded, though he felt a little nervous, but he willed the feeling away. He was not going to be defeated by a plastic baby bottle. He did as Skye instructed and Keri Ella gave a tiny happy sigh, her little eyes closing as she feed.

“See it’s not so hard is it”, Skye teased and Destin shook his head, “I guess not, I’m just a little unsure is all. I don’t want to suck as a parent”.

“You aren’t going to suck, you’ll be great. So what do you want Destin, a girl or a boy?” Skye ask as he watched them, leaned over the counter and brushing at the wisp of black hair on his daughter head with a pale slender finger.

“I suppose I won’t mind either way, but I think Randy might want a boy. Either way it’ll be a couple months until I can tell anyway”, he said as he pulled the bottle back so that the baby could take a breath then continued with her feeding.

“I’ll confess though, I’d like to have a little girl, one that is sweet, kind hearted, all smiles and giggles and just a little bit mischievous” ,he admitted.

He placed the finished bottle on the counter, grabbed a towel, and placed it over his shoulder before proceeding to burp Kari Ella. Skye watched him, impressed and amused because he had not even advised the other of what he was suppose to do.

Instead, he went on with their conversation, “She’ll be every good part of you and him, right. She’ll have snow colored curls and dimples in her cheeks when she smiles at you, her violet eyes will have the longest pale lashes, and you’ll deny her nothing that is in your power to give”.

Destin turned his gaze to the others description and he felt a heat rise up into his chest, “Have you seen her?” he ask and Skye nodded. “I’ve seen Keri Ella playing with that child, your child…in some dreams that I’ve had, they’re more like sisters then cousin”, he smiled.

Destin smiled at the though and kissed the top of the infants head once again before handing her over to Skye so that he could put her in her crib. “Thank you Skye, that news makes me happy. I haven’t exactly been pleasant lately”, he said.

Skye laughed as she rocked his daughter to sleep, “I can believe that, you can be cruel even when your mood is swinging this way and that, not that you’ve ever been that way while here, but I’ve seem it in the reaper realm”.

Destin snorted and watched a Skye placed the sleeping infant in a bassinet that was in the living room, he couldn’t wait until he was holding, feeding, and rocking his own child- his daughter- to sleep.

“I don’t mean to be cruel, but there is something there, in the reaper Realm that leaves me at unease”, he said after a moment. “Then why not move here… to the living world, I know what you mean by a feeling of unease there, well at Haven Locke Hall anyway”.

Destin shook his head, “Even then, I can’t bring myself to even think of leaving there permanently, it’s been home to me since my birth”, he sighed and offered Skye a slightly smile, “I’m sure it’s nothing if you haven’t seen anything, and besides, I’m particularly lethal there”.

Skye nodded, “Creed has said as much to me as well, but try to be careful anyway, your pregnancy requires it if nothing else”. Destin grinned, “With randy hovering as he does its nothing to worry about, to tell the truth, the last hour is the longest I’ve been with him more then three feet away”.

“Good that makes me feel better”, Skye, said honestly, “Speak of the Reapers and here they come”, he grinned, grabbing Aaron in his arms just before the toddler launched himself at Destin. “Sorry bud, but Uncle Destin’s got a baby in his tummy and we don’t want to cause him to fall…do we”, he told the little boy whose eyes widened. “Baby?” he questioned.

“That’s right munchkin, you uncle Destin is gonna have a baby just like your daddy did, you and your sister are gonna have a little cousin”, Randy said as he wrapped his arms around his mate and placed his hands on the unnoticeable bump. “YAY! “the toddler exclaimed and clapped his little hands together causing everyone else to laugh.

Skye placed Aaron his hip and walked inside as Creed slapped Randy on the back, “Come on Randy…you haven’t seen my little girl yet”, he said and gave Destin’s white hair and playful ruffle as he passed. “I’m happy for you Destin I know how much you’ve always wanted a family”.

He looked at Randy who had just released his mate, “That means you too Randy, you’re lucky I like you, or I’d have to reap your ass for knocking up my little brother”, he teased. Destin flushed and Randy laughed. “It was bound to happen, sooner or later”, the large reaper grinned. Destin growled, “You perverts, have some decency and don’t talk like that or I’ll summon my scythe and cut your tongues out”, he warned. The two larger, older reapers looked at each other then at the serious look on Destin’s face and raised their hands in surrender. “Understood, moody pregnant reapers are not to be taken lightly”, Creed said and disappeared into the house.  

Randy caught Destin’s wrist as he started for the house and turned him towards him before leaning in and kissing him, “I heard your and Skye’s conversation from the kitchen, and I’m happy we’re having a little girl”.

“You are?”, Destin ask in surprise, Randy nodded as he pushed his hand under Destin’s shirt and lay a large open palm on the slight curve that was their daughter. : I would have been happy either way as long, the baby and you were healthy. But now that I know what we’re expecting, well I can hardly wait to see her”.

Destin nodded, “I know what you mean, but we don’t have to wait long, I just hope that my not getting sick again today means that it’s passing, cause the nausea just sucks in general”. Randy only laughed and kissed him again, “I want to see my niece, then we can go home and I can show you just how much I love you for what you’re giving me”, he whispered as he pressed closer.

Destin shuddered at the thought, “You better make good on that promise, sweetness, or otherwise I’ll just get very, very angry”. “I like when you’re angry… you get all aggressive, hot, and bothered” Randy teased.

Destin just gave him a loud hard smack and smirked as he stepped back, “That was earlier today, and if you’re lucky you’ll get more later on”. He walked into the house and Randy followed, whistling happily, he was known for his luck after all.

a/n—uh well I hope you all liked, its not much and I know it hasn’t got much to do with the pregnancy itself, but it was needed, and more will follow and Destin’s pregnancy will progress with each one.. anyway review to let me know what ya think, I hoped ya liked. Thanx for reading as always, you all rock.

A/N—wow another chap in the same day, lol that hardly ever happens, I hope you like this one as well, not awhole lot of preg drama going on yet, but I’m getting there, these chaps are needed for the plot to make sense, or at least for them to make sense to me lol, anyway I hope you enjoy and so---thanx for taking the time to read, and on with the story………….

When Destin awoke, he saw the worried faces of both Creed and Skye, his gaze shifted from one to the other and he sighed. “I’m such a wimp”, he groaned as he tried to sit up. Creed halted his movements and pushed him gently back onto the bed. “Rest, you’ve had a shock I’m sure”, Creed said and cut a sharp look at Skye who sighed guiltily.

“I shouldn’t have told you what I did until…well I’m not sure when there would have been a good time, but I should have considered your well being at any rate”, he said.

Destin snorted, “You’re right… there is no good time to tell a guy that someone is stalking him for his unborn baby”, he said as he rubbed his swollen middle then scowled at Creed. “And don’t you get cross at Skye for telling me the truth, I had already had a feeling, his visions just confirmed them”.

Creed kissed the top of Skye’s head in apology, but he frowned in concern at Destin, “Have you told Randy or Mycroft about those feeling you’d been having?”

Destin bit his lip as he shook his head his hand never leaving his belly, “Mycroft has been surprisingly supportive as of late, but I still dislike the man. Randy… Randy is great, but I don’t want him freaking out if it turns out to be nothing”, he told them.

“It’s not nothing, I’ve seen it Destin, and as much as I hate to tell you this, I think you deserve to know everything that I’ve seen”, Skye stated. Destin nodded slowly, even as Creed sighed in disapproval. “I think we should wait for your companion, he has much right to know about what is going on as anyone, more so the right in fact”.

“No! I do not want him to knowing of this, it is something I have to figure out on my own. I will not let my baby be harmed or taken from me, but moreover I will not be locked away like some easily broken doll”, he implored beseechingly, the baby kicked against his hand as if in agreement.

“You have my promise, I won’t tell Randy anything that you wouldn’t tell him yourself”, Skye assured. They turned two expectant gazes upon the elder reaper who shook his head in defeat. “I don’t agree with it, but you have my confidence”, he told Destin who smiled. He turned to Skye, “I am going to check on our own slumbering children”.  He left and Skye turned to Destin who had sat up against the headboard.

“She’s kicking isn’t she”, he stated with a warm smile and Destin nodded, grabbing the younger mans hand, laying it on his distended belly. It hurt to know that it was not Randy feeling their child as she kicked once again, but then he had a feeling that it wasn’t Randy who would be feeling even if he were present.

Skye was smiling ecstatically, “She’s going to be strong, but then again she will have a number of your reaping abilities.”

Destin glanced into the blue eyes of the raven-haired reaper hopefully, “What about Randy, will she have some of his as well?” The look that Skye gave him was doubtful, “She will have a few of his features, but that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I’m not entirely sure that she is Randy’s baby.”

Destin went slack as he took in the words, “she has to be his, I’ve not been with anyone other then him”, his voice cracked and tears filled his crimson eyes. “It would have been against my knowledge, but I know the day-the night- that I conceived. I was with Randy and only him that entire time”, he assured.

Skye shook his head somberly, “It was Randy, but it also wasn’t. I know it’s hard to understand, but I had a vision of you giving birth and… are you sure you wish to hear this?” he ask hesitant. Destin nodded briefly and meticulously, he rested both hands on his belly, devotedly…protectively.

Skye sighed as he closed his eyes and Destin knew that he was recalling his vision in the greatest of detail. “You were in labor… in the reaper realm in your own room, Randy is there, the midwife, and Mycroft was standing in a corner almost protectively. I saw a shadow, standing at the foot of your bed; I can almost make out features, but not quiet. You can see them, you’re looking directly at them and there is fear in your eyes, disbelief, you knew them once”, he opened his eyes they were icy white.

“You knew them Destin, at some point in you’re life”, he let out a slow breath as his eyes changed back into calm cool blue. “That’s all I can make out, but it frightens me, the look I saw on your face”, he shook his head.

Destin pushed away the sickness he felt, the fist like terror clenching around his heart; he shook his head and swallowed. “If you saw them, that means it isn’t Randy, just around him, cloaking themselves with his presence, that’s why I just sense them and don’t see them”, he smiled shakily at Skye.

“I’m glad you told me, it gives me hope, this child is Randy’s, and an old enemy is just trying to cause doubt. There are those capable of doing such things without actually showing themselves. I also think that whoever it is following me here in some way and in that way, he or she is screwing with your visions. I think its best for you, Creed and your children that I stay away. I’d never forgive myself if cause harm to any of you”, he said and turned, opening up the veil and stepping through despite Skye’s pleas for him to stay.

Destin felt dizzy and sick as he tried to reach his room, he stumbled in the hall only to be caught by Mycroft who was staring down at him with vivid concern.

“Destin are you ill? Perhaps you should lie down for a while”, Mycroft insisted as he wrapped an arm around Destin’s waist and helped him to his room. Once inside, Mycroft had lowered him to the bed and given him a glass of rather, despite that they handled the dead, reapers were not exactly un-living themselves and had need for food, water, and sleep.

“I’m okay Mycroft”, Destin said softly, “Just tired, I want to rest for awhile”. The older man nodded, though he seemed reluctant to leave just then, the fact that the younger reaper had not thrown even a sarcastic remark at him, concerned the advisor.

“If it is alright, I think I will stay right here until Randy is here to look after you”, he said. “Whatever makes you happy”, Destin groused, and Mycroft smiled in relief, maybe all the pregnant reaper need was a little rest.

He woke to soft kisses that peppered his cheeks, chin, and nose, then a deep passionate kiss to the lips. It was a familiar and welcome kiss that Destin responded to by wrapping one arm around strong shoulders and using his free hand to pull the lips of the other closer.

“Goodness darlin’ its almost as if ya ain’t seen me in awhile”, Randy said as he parted them, “Not that I’m complaining or anything”, he grinned and Destin smiled happily, this was Randy, there was no doubt in his mind that this was the Randy he’d fallen in love with over fifty years ago.

“I did miss you, I don’t like it when you’re gone for so long”, he mumbled as he pulled the other in for another cavernous kiss. Randy stroked tender fingers through his hair and pulled him to sit in his lap his large hands resting on the swollen mound that housed their daughter, “Mycroft said you didn’t look well earlier”, Randy stated.

Destin snorted, “Mycroft is starting to get overbearing in his over-protectiveness, I was sure he loathe me as much as I do him”, he grinned even as Randy laughed, “No one here loathes you Destin, they fear you, but they don’t loathe you”, he assured.

“I’m not so sure about that”, Destin pressed, “I’ve had enemies, I still have enemies, remember Louis, he would have run me through with his scythe if you hadn’t stopped him”. Randy’s booming laugh was like music to Destin, “Yeah, that was some first date”, the large southerner grinned, “I played hero, I got a hero’s prize”, he waggled his eye brows and Destin flipped him playfully between the eyes and received another laugh in response.

The baby kicked and Randy stilled, his hand flat and waiting, Destin felt the baby kick right under the hand that heated his cool skin. “She knows you’re here now too”, he said and Randy kissed the back of his head, before settling him on the bed and crawling over him.

“Hey there baby girl”, he spoke to Destin’s belly and Destin laughed, “She can’t hear you”, he said and Randy waved a hand at him, “Of course she can, isn’t that right little girl, you can here your papa can’t you. Well now baby girl, as your papa, I just wanna say that you need to go on asleep in there so that I show your daddy how much I love him for carrying you”, he cooed as he rubbed up and down the belly.

Destin grinned as Randy moved up his body, kissing as he slipped his hands under the shirt and proceeded to pull it off. “I’m intending to make good on my word, of course that is if you’re feelin’ up to it”. Destin rolled his eyes at the double meaning of the word, and his eyes widened when he caught sight of a shadow like figure in the corner. It disappeared a matter seconds later, but it left Destin shaken until Randy’s arm enveloped him securely and comforting, the bump housing their child safely between them.

a/n---another chap out of the way and a mystery of sorts happening, I hope you all enjoyed, plz let me know what ya think---thnx for reading—I’ll post the next chap in a couple days or so, give or take..

A/N--- another chapter I hope you all like it, r/r to let me know. Thanks for reading

 Destin was nearing his due date and the closer it got the more angsty he became, the feeling of an over looming presence had tapered off, then returned with a vengeance and Destin actually feared for the safety of his child.

Randy was even more protective, but that was something that Destin was appreciative about, the presence having once seemly been centered around the big man now seemed to abate when he was near.

“You feelin’ alright, little darlin”, Randy ask concerned when Destin swayed dangerously as they were walking to the dining hall. An overpowering feeling of fatigue had flooded over his entire body; he placed his hands on his large belly. “I… I’m just tired, I think I should go lay down for awhile”, he exhaled quietly, he started to turn, but his legs gave out at that moment.

“Sh*t sugar”, Randy exclaimed as he caught the white haired reaper, “You with me Des?”, he ask as he tightened the arm around Destin’s shoulders and slipped the other behind his knees and cradled the smaller reaper against his chest. Destin just moaned and slipped his arms around Randy’s neck and laid his head on his shoulder. Randy turned and placed a chaste loving kiss on his forehead before turning and carrying Destin back to their room.

When Destin woke up, he found that Randy was still sleeping beside him, his long arm thrown protectively over his swollen middle. He moved the limb off carefully so that he did not wake his sleeping mate and walked quietly out the door.

Destin wasn’t sure why, but he’d walked into the next room, the one that would be the baby’s nursery and sat in a black rocking chair that Randy had brought from the living world. He glanced at the crib, it had once been white, but had been painted a black with painted white roses dusted with blue frost ;both had been done by Randy; as had the same frosted white lettering that spelled out the name they had chosen… Bella Wynter.

Randy had chosen Bella, saying no other name would be fit for his daughter, and Destin had chosen Wynter because Skye had said she would have his white hair. He rubbed a hand over his bump as Bella kicked; she was very active, kicking whenever Destin sat still.

“I can not wait until you are here and in my arms, my little winter bell, I will never allow any harm to come to you”, he promised and closed his eyes as he rocked and hummed a French lullaby that he had once heard under his breath. He never noticed the pair of narrowed smoke colored eyes that watched him.

He went into labor the following week, it was painful, yet  it was a welcomed pain that Destin endured. “Push darlin’ you’re almost there”, Randy cheered from his spot behind the smaller man and Destin tightened his grip on the large hand squeezing it painfully hard in a futile attempt to make the copper eyed male experience a fraction of the pain he felt.

“You’re never touching me again Randy, you bast*rd, you have no idea how much I hate you right now”, he panted after a particularly long hard push, and yet their little Bella had yet to grace them with her presence. Randy stroked a thumb over Destin’s knuckles and kissed the back of his neck. “Sweetheart… don’t make promises that ya have no intentions of keeping”, Randy scolded playfully and Destin dug the sharp nails of his free hand into his mates thigh, very close to his crotch.

“I’m not teasing Randall”, Destin growled, then whimpered as a contraction hit him, he groaned as he pushed and the mid wife patted his thigh reassuringly. “I see the head now dear, it won’t be much longer and she’ll be here”, said the elder reaper woman, Destin couldn’t think of her name and right then he didn’t care. He took the time to take a breath and gather his strength before the next contraction. Everything was as Skye had told him in his vision, but Mycroft was not present, not that he cared about that either.

Another push, followed by another that was more then painful and left Destin’s vision blurry and his body numb. Randy’s whooping holler was the thing that brought him back to his senses, shortly followed by the cries of their daughter. “You did it Darlin, you did it. Our little Bella Wynter is here and she is the prettiest little thing to ever grace the worlds of the living and the dead”, Randy boasted in fatherly pride.

Destin smiled at him and looked over at the mid wife who was wrapping their baby up in a white blanket. “I can say without a doubt that she is absolutely the most beautiful child I’ve ever had the honor of delivering”, the midwife assured then smiled at Destin, “It makes up for all that foul language that came out of your mouth”.

Destin had the decency to look ashamed, but only for a second before he waved it off and held out his arms for his daughter. “Give her to me Randy, I did all the work”, he demanded. Randy gave the baby to him with a smile, his large hand cupping the back of her head gently. You did real good, sugar, I don’t think I could love you more then I do at this moment”. Destin smiled as he looked down into the wide light violet colored eyes of his daughter, “I guess you get half the credit, she is partly yours as well”, he said. Randy laughed and wrapped arm around them both.

Destin looked around the room as he felt that unwelcome presence once again, this time in the far corner of the room, he tightened his hold on his daughter; but it disappeared as soon as it came.

 a/n---this isn’t the end quite yet, hes had the baby, but the treat still looms. I hope you’ve enjoyed so far and will continue to look forward to the next chapter,,,thnx again for reading and especially to all those who have followed this story and replied, its you that encourages me to keep writing--- you rock :D