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You + Me = 3

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"Okay, how to tell him?" Grace pondered the question as she paced the length of her chamber. Darius had just come back from escorting Gray back to the portal that led from Atlantis back to Brazil, but he was taking longer than usual since Jewel disappeared.

It shouldn't be hard. Just tell the King of the Dragons that she's pregnant with his child, right? Easier said than done. She wanted to tell him when he returned from battle with the demons, but with him going Alpha male when he saw her covered in blood and found out that demons tried to kill both her and Jewel, the man was all but ready to storm the demon fortress again. Luckily, he was busy giving orders to the men to get rid of the slain bodies.

Grace had to tell him now, before she got distracted…again.

"What are you thinking about?" Warmth surrounded her small body as she could feel her mate's growl next to her ear. Strong arms wrapped themselves around her shoulders and under her breasts, keeping her back against his chest. He nuzzled his nose against her wild hair of red curls. "Grace?"

"Darius, we need to talk."

"Later." He turned in his arms with ease and brought her mouth against his, savoring the softness of her lips before he nipped her bottom lip. She gasped. He took the advantage, thrusting his tongue in her mouth, against her's. Grace's arms twined themselves around Darius's neck. He coiled his arms around her legs and picked up Grace as if she was no lighter than a feather. He carried her to the massive bed, settled her down and climbed on top of her, stopping at her neck to nuzzle the soft, creamy flesh. As he dropped series of kiss down her throat to her chest, Grace struggled, "Darius, we really need to talk." The command losing its ire and came out breathless.

She tried to breathe normally as he lift his head to watch her, his long, jet-black hair falling over his face in a sexy, disheveled look. He really was too sexy for his own good. "What is it, love?"

"Well, the thing is…," Grace shyly said, looking anywhere but his golden eyes.

"Grace, what is it that you are not telling me?"

"Okay, well…it's hard to explain," she replied.

"Grace."

"Well, I kind of wanted to tell you yesterday."

"Grace!"

"It's not an easy thing to say, I mean, it shouldn't be, but it is."

"GRACE!!"

"What?!" She snapped back, her gaze turned back into his now ice-blue eyes.

"What is that you are trying to tell me?!" Darius looked as though he was about to pounce her if she didn't say it right now. "By the gods, woman. You are going to be the death of me."

"Not until they get a hold of you," she retorted. Oh, boy. Grace just realized that she slipped her tongue.

"They?" He questioned.

"Yes. They. Darius," she took a deep breath and placed one of his hands on her belly, "I'm pregnant."

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His Grace had a way to turn his in chaos and then upside down, but this time, she took it to whole another plane. Shock seemed to make things not possible, like a shield blocking his mind.

"You are pregnant?" Darius asked. He was surprised that he could manage the words past his tighten throat at all, let alone compromise this startling news.

She shook her head in approval, her face etched with worry along mouth and eyes.

"You are pregnant?!" Concerned laced in his voice.

She shook her head again.

"YOU ARE PREGNANT!!" He was practically yelling by now. He scrambled off the bed and strode to the door.

"Darius?" He could hear the concern now in her voice as he opened the door and called for Brand.

Not a moment later, Brand ran down the corridor to the front of the door in record time. It was a wonderment that he didn't run straight in to a wall.

He looked puzzle as his breath rushed out of his lungs. "What? What is it?" Brand questioned.

"Darius." He could hear Grace right behind his back, trying to figure out what just happened. Darius turned his attention back to Brand, "I need you to go to the marketplace and gather anything that will help women that are pregnant. Dried fruits, honey, milk, anything."

Brand became really baffled by this order, but his face said it all. "Are you alright Darius?"

Darius didn't let him get far. "Go!"

Brand understood at once. "Alright, alright. I am going." He knew better than go against the word of his friend, let alone, the King.

Once he was out of sight, Darius turned his attention to Grace who was standing in front of him. She looked worried. "Darius?"

He walked over to her trembling body, cupping her face in his hands. "Why did you not tell me sooner?"

"Because I didn't want you to worry," she whispered. Tears began to mist her bright aqua eyes, "I wanted to tell you sooner, but then you saw blood all over me and you worried about the attack on Jewel and me, and I just…," she couldn't say no more. Grace buried her face in his black shirt.

Darius could smell the tears in her eyes as she trembled even more. He smoothed the back of her head before he tangled his fingers through her soft crimson curls to bring her mouth to his. He kissed her softly, gently coaxing her tongue with his.

Long moments and kisses later, he gathered her in his arms and settled both down on the bed once again. "Love, I am beyond joyful that you are pregnant."

Darius lay atop of her, resting his head on Grace's stomach as if trying to listen to the child growing in her. "I often dream about our sons and daughters growing in a peaceful time. They will grow to be strong and courageous, like you." He kissed her stomach. "Like myself." He kissed over her heart. "And like themselves." He kissed her on her lips, taking his time enjoying this new feeling.

As he broke the kiss, he stared in to her eyes, seeing tears once again cloud her vision, but he could tell that these were joyful tears. Grace finally spoke, "Thank you, Darius." She reached up and hugged him with all her strength. "Thank you."

They lay still for long moments, taking each other's heartbeats as well as a new life. "Hey, Darius?" Grace inquired.

"Mmm," He growled against her stomach.

"If I'm human and you're a dragon, what would our child be like?"

Darius sighed, "I have heard about occasional mates from different races, so I presume that the child will be born half human and half dragon."

"So does that mean that the child will get part of the draconic powers?"

He actually didn't know. "I have never met anyone who was half human, but they are some people in Atlantis that do have powers from both races. Do you know of that woman that was with the vampires?"

Grace gave it some thought. "Yeah. I saw her in the last attack. I think her name is Alyssa."

"From what Kendrick reported, she is half vampire, half demon."

She stiffened, "Really? She doesn't look like a demon."

"No, she does not; however, she can out in to daylight without any injuries, she has keen sense of smell, she does need blood to survive, but she takes less than an average vampire."

"So, our child will be….." He cut her off with another kiss.

"Later. Right now, I just want to rest with you," he whispered softly in her ear.

He gathered Grace in his arms and lay down next to her, her back, once again, to his chest. His arms curled around her shoulders, one of his hands settling on her stomach, making slow circles around her dress.

Once he knew that she fell asleep, he kissed the back of her neck, whispering in her ear, "I love you. Thank you for carrying our child."

And with that fell into a slumber with a smile on his lips.

Hope you liked it. First story so no fireballs, please. I'll upload the next chapter soon. R&R!!