So…she's on a roll, a week off work, watching back to back episodes of Sanctuary and apparently it leads to lots and lots of writing. Not that I'm complaining, and hopefully neither are any of you.

So this is the sequel to 'Only In His Dreams' that I promised I would start to work on. We are a couple of months down the line after the epilogue and Nikola and Helen are all fluffy and lovely. To be honest I made the decision that this would be shiny and fluffy because my other current fic 'Out of Their Hands' seems to be turning into a rather large pile of angst.

Anyway I really hope that you enjoy this. I would love it if you could let me know. Enjoy and big hugs flying all of your way. Loves and Hugs. Tasha.

(P.S. You pretty much only have this because alwayssmilingsam and agrainne24 were lovely and pestered me into getting this posted and sorted. Thank you lovely ladies for being amazing, but without any further ado.)

Chapter 1.

'Anchovies Helen…really?' Nikola looked down at the woman lying in bed in front of him with his hands held firmly on his hips.

'Mmm.' She mumbled into the pillow before gently lifting her head to look at him. 'Anchovies and custard…perfect…' She smiled towards him before gently stretching out of the bed trying to rediscover the comfortable position she had been in before. It was easier said than done with her ever growing stomach.

Nikola looked down at her with a gentle sigh. 'The things you do to me Helen Magnus.' He lent down and gently kissed her forehead before walking from the room to put together the latest craving concoction, some nights he wondered whether she simply came up with them to see just how much he would do for her. However then he would return with the disgusting bowls to see her wolf it all down.

'Ugh ugh…everything should be in the pantry…ugh.' The big guy walked from his room to speak to the vampire who had quickly become a consistent part of sanctuary life. 'I made sure…ugh…that we had a nice variety.' He couldn't help but smile at the vampire who they realised would do pretty much anything for the woman he had always loved.

'Anchovies?' There was a questioning tone in his voice. 'Custard.' He wanted to laugh at the ridiculous nature of what he had been asked. 'She wants them together…can you believe it?' He gently shook his head before running a hand through his already ruffled hair.

'Whatever the lady wants…' The big guy winked towards him. There was no doubt that the friendship between them had grown into something neither of them would have thought possible before any of this had started. They had gone from being barely able to stand each other to finding each other really rather amusing.

'Seems that way.' Nikola smiled before walking back down towards the kitchen to do exactly that and made just what his woman wanted.

'If you have even thought about going to sleep Helen then I will purposefully force feed you the entire bowl of this vile concoction.' Nikola sighed as he sat heavily on the side of the bed. He put the bowl down on the table at the side of the bed before gently moving the top of her pyjama's to the side so he could kiss the bare skin resting there. He had always found the touch and smell of her skin completely intoxicating, he loved her more than he could ever find words to explain.

He kissed her again wetting the piece of skin before gently blowing against it. He could feel from her breath that she was anything but asleep, quick as a flash he turned her over to make sure he could see the smiling eyes looking back up at him. 'Why hello darling…' He lent down and kissed her lips gently before reaching back in to kiss them with more force, relaxing when he felt her respond and her tongue duelling for dominance against her mouth.

Helen ran her hands down the side of his arms before gently pulling back so she was able to look directly at him. 'So…you were talking about feeding me…' She ran her hands back down his arms before resting them on top of her swollen stomach. 'Or should I say us?' She gently propped herself up on her elbows so she could see the familiar bowl resting on the table.

'So now you want feeding as well…' Nikola reached over and picked up the bowl along with the spoon resting next to it. As Helen straightened her legs out her moved back towards her and sat on the bed next to her. Quickly he took a spoonful of what he saw as the vile mixture before gently pushing it into Helen's waiting mouth, he watched with a certain amount of disdain as he chewed on the mouthful before swallowing.

Helen swallowed the mixture before grimacing slightly. 'Oh…why on earth did you let me eat that junk?' She looked at him and laughed before looking at the bowl.

Nikola looked at her and sighed before putting the bowl down. 'So let me get this straight my darling. Firstly you wake me up at three in the morning, causing a small panic attack, only to tell me that you want anchovies and custard.' Nikola raised his eyebrow at her in mocking shock. 'Then I go and make you said concoction…for you to ask why I let you eat it?' He couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

Helen looked at him and gently shrugged. 'Only asking.' She gently stuck the tip of her tongue out towards him in what she knew was a teasing gesture that he always found very hard to resist.

Quick as a flash Nikola had her pinned to the bed and had lifted the top of the night clothes she wore. He said nightclothes, but in fact she had simply taken to wearing his old shirts when she was in bed. With her growing stomach it seemed nothing of her own fit anymore, and even if it did. She found none of the satin and silk material she wore comfortable with the added heat that the pregnancy was creating in her body. 'See here little one, this is the frequent occurrence of your Mother saying one thing and meaning quite another, and then having the simple cheek of trying to blame me.' Leaning down he blew a rather wet and loud raspberry against the tight flesh of her stomach.

'If you have quite finished turning our baby against me before we have even started then I would recommend you coming back up to my level.' She gently pulled his arms to tried and pull him away from her belly.

Nikola however was not so easily convinced. 'Just think baby. Three months and I will have you right here…' He kissed her stomach again before trailing the kisses up her chest before stopping. 'I have to say though my darling, I will not be missing these.' He cupped each side of her pregnancy fuelled chest with each hand. He gently bent down and kissed the valley in between them before tenderly kissing each breast.

'Nikola Tesla…get yourself back up here and focus your attention back on my lips.' There was laughter in her voice as the tickling sensation his lips were giving to her breast, but eventually her pleas did reward her and his lips were suddenly crushing down against hers.

Nikola kissed her hard and fast before gently pulling away and looking down into the bright blue eyes he loved more than anything else he knew. How he hoped that the baby would have her eyes. 'I love you Helen…both of you.' He kissed her again before lying down on the bed next to her and letting Helen turn her body gently into his.

Nikola had been lying behind her for well over an hour holding her close to her. He spent every night holding her, meaning that he knew the changes in her body when she fell asleep and how her body changed. He had been waiting for that change well over the hour and nothing had happened. Finally he spoke. 'So do you want to talk about it?' He gently rubbed his hands across her stomach in what he hoped was a soothing motion.

Helen gently shrugged underneath him. 'I'm not sure that there's anything to talk about…' She wasn't sure who she was trying to fool, she could hear the uncertainty in her own voice, and was pretty sure that meant she was unlikely to be fooling Nikola. Whether she liked it or not he had been getting to know her for well over a century, and knew how to read her much better than she cared to admit.

'So we're going to play that game then now?' Nikola stroked the hair away from her face before gently kissing her neck once more. 'I get that you don't want to talk Helen…but some day you will have to.' He kissed her neck again before rolling away from her to the other side of the bed. If she didn't want to talk then he wasn't going to push the issue.

'Nikola…' Helen pushed herself up to sitting as quickly as she could considering the size of her stomach. She turned towards him so she was able to talk to him properly. 'It scares me darling, this…' She rubbed her stomach once more. 'The thought that I could lose everything, I'm not sure that I could lose you again…I love you Nikola…I love you.' She felt the tear roll down her cheek as she made her admission to him.

'I'm not going anywhere Helen…not now…not ever…' He understood the fear she felt, he couldn't ever imagine the pain of losing a child, but he saw flashes on the pain in her even now. When she talked about Ashley…and everything they had. 'He knew that he would protect their baby with every part of him. Of course it wouldn't be perfect, but he would try with every part of him. 'We will do this, and heavens knows there might be times when we are truly bad at it, but we will always try…and we will do it together.' He gently coaxed her down so she lay half to the side and slightly on top of him so he was able to hold her close and rub circles across her back as his other hand rested on her stomach. 'It's moments like this that I love you more than I can explain…' He gently kissed her before resting his chin on top of her head. He continued with the soothing motions as he felt her relax.

'I love you too.' The words were gentle and the last thing she mumbled before she finally let the sleep she craved take hold.

A/N: So what did you think? Hope it lived up to any expectations. Reviews are love, and I will update soon. Tasha. xx