Our little Angel(s)

Title: Our little Angel(s)
By AnitaB
Rating: Nc-17 for sex
Chapter 8: Complications realized
See chapter 1 for all disclaimers.
thoughts inside * *
AN's: I still blame Gatekeeper for some of this. She decided that Zack needed to have a baby, and Syl decided that she could have the child and get Zack in the process.
P.S.--This isn't done yet, I think the characters (and Gatekeeper) will force me to write at least to the birth of both children and probably quite a bit further.
So here we go.
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"You know, Zack, before you and Syl came around, I got to go to my wife's doctor appointments."

"You're not the only one that got left behind, Logan. Syl took my bike to Sebastion's and left me here with you."

"We should have known. They haven't seen each other in 12 years, of course we're gonna get ditched for sister time."
Zack leaned back into the couch. "That doesn't mean Syl had to strand me here with you. She could have left me at our place and gone on her bike."

Logan smiled mischieviously, "Come on, Zack. We're family. I'm your brother-in-law, we can get along well enough to hang out while our girls go do stuff together."

*My girl, my Syl. That scares me, but not for the right reasons. I'm afraid of losing her.* Zack rubbed a hand down his face, needing to talk to someone. And Logan would understand better than anyone else. He knew what it meant to have ties to someone on the government's hit list.

"Logan, have you ever wanted or needed something so much it scared you?"

"Yes -- Max, every day of my life. I don't know what I'd do without her." Logan watched Zack carefully and compassionately. He knew the younger man didn't deal well with emotions.

"Life would be so much easier without her. I wouldn't have to be afraid all the time. I wouldn't have to care."

"Of course life is easier without love. But is an easy life worth not having Syl near you? Would you let her go to have an easy life?"
k lok looked at Logan -- the expression in his eyes was instantaneous denial. "No, never. I can't let her go. She's mine now. She's a part of me."

Logan smiled and clapped Zack on the shoulder. "Welcome to love, my brother. You'll never be the same."

"Love?" Zack puzzled over the word. "I never learned what that means. How do you know if you love someone?"

Logan sat almost in shock. Consciously, he was aware that the X-5's hadn't had a childhood that showed them what love was. But most of them had learned about love outside of Manticore, from friends, lovers, or foster families. Max had understood the concept of love before she'd met him, her friends had taught her. But Zack didn't have those experiences. He was feeling emotions at this level for the first time.

"Well, it's different for everyone. But I'd say it's love when you want their happiness and safety more than your own. When you'd do anything for them and expect nothing in return. When you feel more like yourself around them than without them. When they're as vital a part of you as your blood or breath. When you can't live without them. I knew I loved Max when I realized that losing her would feel like losing myself." Logan paused wondering just how far he could push Zack safely, "When I knew that Mas a s a part of me, I knew I was in love."

"A part of me..."

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Max sat down by the bed next to Syl as the technician ran the ultrasound wand over her stomach.

"Everything looks good. The baby seems healthy and active, though a little advanced for its age."

"That's normal for us." Syl smiled sweetly. "X-5's develop quickly." Max leaned closer to the tv screen, her eyes tracing the outline of her niece or nephew.

"Can you tell the sex yet?" Max asked excitedly, turning to the tech.

"Let's see," The tech shifted the paddled along the child's spine to its hips. "Yes, the child is facing outward. I think it's a boy."

"A boy?" Syl's smile got wider. *A little boy with Zack's eyes.* Smiling over at Max, Syl could read similar thoughts in her face.
"He'll be a stubborn brat, just like his father." Max covered Syl's hand with her own. "Did you know what you were getting into when you started up with Zack?"

"No, but I think I can handle him." The smirk on Syl's face was both sexual and emotional in nature. "We'll be just fine." Syl smiled and traced a fingertip over the screen. "All three of us."

Max laughed, *Syl is so far gone. She's in love.* "You know, Syl, it's not easy living with someone and raising a child together. It's a big commitment."

Syl looked Max straight in the eyes. "I know it is. But we're ready for it. We're ready."

Max searched her face, finding confidance in herself and complete faith and trust in Zack. *You might not know it yet, Syl, but you're in love. *

"Glad to hear it. Let's get a copy of the ultrasound and get back to the guys." Max paused, laughing at the thought of Logan putting Zack through the wringer. "Before they kill each other."

"Or maybe we should go shopping. Our guys need to learn to get along. They'll be spending a lot of time together once the kids are born."

Both girls smiled widely.

"You're right, Syl, and I know this great little shop around the corner."

"Let's go, then."

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"Logan, Zack. We're back. Are you guys here?" Max and Syl stepped inside the front door loaded down with shopping bags. As Zack stepped into the room, Syl dropped her bags and walked to him with her hands outstretched.

"Zack," Stepping into his arms, Syl leaned up to brush her lips across his. Tightening his arms around her, Zack deepened the kiss. Pulling back he smiled down at her.

"What did the doctor say?"

"That we're fine. He thinks it's a boy."

Zack's eyes lit up and his hand pressed to her stomach. "A boy?" The tone in his voice would have been exactly the same had the question been 'a girl?' The idea of a little person growing inside Syl fascinated him. And every detail learned about their child was precious.

She nodded, pressed closer to his warmth. "Yes, our boy."

Zack swept her up into his arms, smiling sweetly into her eyes. "Let's go home." He turned and headed for the door as Syl waved to Max and Logan over his shoulder.

"We'll see you guys later."

"Later, Syl, Zack." Max smiled around the words. Fighting the urge to laugh at the sight of Zack carrying Syl out the front door.

"They're so cute together." L sai said as he took her hand and pressed a kiss in her palm. Max sighed and settled herself in his lap. Logan stroked a hand over her protruding stomach. "How's our little Angel?"

"Perfect and healthy." Max snuggled deeper in Logan's arms. "Right on schedule. Two more months to go." His arms tightened around her and he nuzzled his cheek against hers.
God,God, Max. You are so beautiful." Cradling her cheek in his palm, Logan lifted her lips to his and whispered, "I love you so much, Max."

"Logan," She ran her hands through his hair. "I love you, too." Pulling his head down, she opened to his kiss.

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Syl snuggled closer against his back, her face buried in the collar of his leather jacket as they sped towards home. With her arms around his waist and her legs tight against his hips, Syl was doing her best to distract him. His groan vibrated against her ribs. Zack took one hand off the handle bars to move her hand back above his belt.

"Syl, I'm trying to drive. Stop distracting me unless you want to crash."
"Then hurry, I need to touch you, Zack."

Without a word, Zack geared the motorcycle to a higher speed.

The bike screeched to a halt in front of the apartment building and Zack killed the engine. Stepping off the bike, Zack lifted Syl up -- cradling her in his arms and carrying her into the buildling.

Syl gasped at the easy strength in the arms supporting her. *Blue Lady, this feels so good, but I need more.* Lifting her head from his shoulder, Syl ran her lips up his neck to nibble along his jaw. "Zack, my love, I need you." Wrapping one hand in his hair, she pulled his lips to hers, immediately deepening the kiss and savoring his taste. Kissing her avidly, Zack continued blindly walking down the hall to their door.

Reluctantly breaking the kiss, Zack shifted to reach for his keys. "Wait, Syl, love, we have to get inside..."

Licking and kissing his neck, Syl quipped "Inside where?"

Groaning Zack pulled her away from the mark on his neck. "Inside the apartment."

"Then hurry up and unlock the door, I need you now."

Fumbling with the keys -- Syl was still distracting him happily -- Zanlocnlocked the door and slammed it shut behind them.
"Now you'll get it, Syl. Everything you've been asking for." Setting her on her feet, Zack roughly pealed the leather jacket off her body and pushed her against the door, kissing her passionately enough that neither of them could breathe.

Without breaking the kiss, Syl shoved Zack's jacket to the floor and frantically unbuttoned his shirt. Eventually, though, even X-5's have to breathe and Syl pulled back gasping his name. Zack took advantage of the temporary separation and jerked the shirt over her head and fumbled open the clasp of her bra.

"Syl, baby, you're so beautiful." Bending down, he ran his lips along her throat to gently scrape his teeth along her collarbone. His hands slid down her body to tackle the fasteners of her pants as his mouth caressed the sensitive skin of her breasts.
"My son--our son will nurse here." He stroked a gentle hand over the curve of her breast, enjoying the groans escaping her lips. Sliding his hand lower to caress the place their child grew, Zack pulled one taut peak into his mouth. Her voice breathily calling his name heightened the need coursing through his veins. Her pants had to go. He dropped to his knees before her.
Tracing kisses back and forth across her stomach, he quickly and efficiently removed her every scrap of clothing--fighting the laces of her shoes to get her naked.

Sitting back on his heels, Zack was in awe of her beauty. "Syl, love, you are so goddamn beautiful."

Her eyes softened at the magnitude of appreciation in his eyes. She reached for him, "Zack, please touch me, I need you." His hands at her hips stopped her attempt to join him on the floor.

"No, stay there, love. There's something I want, and you have to stay standing." The look on his face heated her blood to a boil. No one had ever looked at her with such intense need ... love? Was that tenderness in his eyes love?

"Yes," Zack took that 'yes' for the consent it was and leaned in to taste the soft skin of her thighs. Nudging her ankles apart, Zack planted a hot kiss over the bite mark on her leg. At the feel of his tongue tracing the imprint, Syl's knees went weak and a sweet moan passed her lips.

"Zack," Her hands tightened in his hair.

"Shh, baby. I'll give it to you. It'll feel so good, love. I want to make it so good for you." Her body impatiently shifted against his hands, begging for his touch.

"Please, Zack." Obeying, Zack traced one hand up her leg to lightly tease her sensitive flesh. He couldn't wait to taste her, to feel her body reacting to his intimate kiss. Leaning up on his knees, Zack buried his face between her legsachiaching the tip of his tongue deep inside her and feeling her body lunge against him. Zack smiled at the intensity of her responses to him. Strong hands tilted her hips to give him more access to her sweetness. "Syl-baby, you taste so good."

Diving back to plunge two fingers inside her, Zack stroked the tip of his tongue against the bundle of nerves hidden in her folds. The sounds escaping Syl's lips nearly drove Zack insane. He could feel her climax approaching in the tightening of her flesh around his fingers and her cries getting louder. *Come for me, Syl.*

Every muscle in her body clenched and his name fell from her lips as she peaked. Bracing her against the wall, Zack sat back to watch the pleasure flow over her face. *God, just watching her come is almost enough for me. Almost.* The need to watch that pleasure fill her face when he was filling her body overwhelmed him.

Standing, Zack pressed his body against hers. Immedia Syl Syl kissed him ravenously as her fingers attacked his zipper.

"Zack, now. I need you inside me." Wrapping a hand around his erection, Syl pressed closer, her body rocking against his.

"Syl, my love." Zack lifted her up and pressed her into the wall, wrapping her legs around his waist. Syl cried out at the contact.

"Please, Zack. Love me, love me." The words were more than a physical request. Syl was dying to know Zack loved her as she loved him. But with his emotional hangups she was afraid her saying the words would push him away. And she wouldn't risk that for anything.

Staring into her face and reveling in the need there, Zack gently pushed himself inside her with a slow, smooth thrust. The only thoughts in his mind were how good this felt and how much he wanted to make it perfect for her. He wanted Syl's pleasure more than his own. *Is this love? Do I really love her?*

Her arms and legs tightened around him, pulling him deeper and temporarily losing his train of thought. He had to make her feel good. Bracing his hands on her thighs, Zack moved inside her, angling his hips to give her the most sensation.
"Zack, love. You feel so....ahhh....good."

"So good, so right." He muttered against her neck. The feel of her surrounding him pushed his need to a new intensity. But the need to love her, to make love to her, to give her his love was more urgent still. "Baby, love." Zack presses lis lips to her, his tongue filling her mouth with the same insisten rhythm as his bodrinkrinking in her taste and the pleasured sounds she made, Zack pressed one hand between their bodies to caress the place where they were joined.

That intimate touch, that selfless caress pushed Syl over the edge into release. Crying out his name, Syl climaxed in his arms. The feel of her body clenching around his shredded the last of his control. Thrusting deep one last time, Zack shouted her name. The need to mark her, to claim her surged through him alongside the most intense pleasure he'd ever felt. Turning his head Zack kissed a line down her arm to the skin just above her elbow. Whispering, "My Syl," he sank his teeth into her skin just hard enough to hear her gasp and mark his claim. Tightening her arms around him, Syl dragged his lips to hers, kissing him eagerly.

Pulling back to gaze into her eyes, Zack realized that to lose Syl and the child she carried would be like slitting his own throat. He loved her. Moving both hands up to cradle her face, Zack stared straight into her eyes and bared his soul.
"I love you, Syl."

A shocked gasp struggled with an ecstatic smile for control over her face. Syl pressed her palms to his cheeks, desperately searching his eyes. She wanted him to mean those words more than anything. The urgent certainty in his face nearly shattered her heart. *Blue Lady, he means it. He really loves me.*

Her lips trembled as they gave the biggest smile they'd ever held. "Zack, I love you, too."

Zack crushed her into his body, burying his face in her hair. "God, baby, I love you so much." Lifting her away from the wall, he carried Syl to bed. Lowering them both to the mattress still joined, he kissed her with every ounce of emotion. "Syl, my love."

"Oh, Zack, I love you so much." She held him close with all her strength, groaning at the feel of him hardening inside her. Beginning a slow, gentle rhythm, Zack asked for a commitment.

"Forever, Syl?"

Rocking in time to his movements, Syl promised. "Blue Lady, yes. Forever, Zack, forever." Lifting her head, Syl set a bite into the muscle of his shoulder. Gasping, he filled her body more urgently, leaning close to breathe his own vow against her lips.

"Forever, Syl. Forever."

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