With the boys in bed Anthony and Claire had some time to talk.

"Claire... what happened with the boys today?" "Hmm... nothing why?" "Just wondering, James seemed really upset about something." "Did he? I didn't notice. I'm sure you're just reading to much into it." "Yeah... I guess. So what did you want to do?" Claire wasn't really sure. She kind of liked the way Tony made love to her, but she wasn't about to ask. She didn't have that kind of nerve yet.

"I'm not sure. What did you want to do?" Turning on the music, he whispered..." dance with my beautiful lady." Smiling he pulled Claire into his arms. wrapping herself around him, they began moving in circles, as their bodies touched, softly caressed. Moving in closer, Anthony could feel her senses come to life, as her body responded to his strokes.

Bringing up his hands he wrapped them in her beautiful curls, as he looked into her beautiful eyes. "You're so beautiful Claire... so pure, innocent, and sweet." "Please Anthony..." Claire wasn't sure what she asking, but Anthony was as he pulled her in and kissed her with deep gentle passion. God her response was one of pure innocence. As their tongues danced in sensual need.

Sweeping her up, he took her to the couch and sat her on his lap. "I want you to take from me Claire. I want you to touch, caress, explore, and get to know each and every part of my body that interests you." Claire wasn't sure where to start. There was to much of Anthony's anatomy that was begging her to begin.

Lifting his shirt over his head, she looked at his powerful tanned chest, tracing her fingertips across every inch of it. As he watched her, he could see her eyes glaze over with temptation. Oh yes... Claire was enjoying each every part of her Indiana. Tracing her fingers lower, she watched as Tony closed his eyes, and as her fingertips touched his swollen shaft, he moaned out her name.

Becoming bolder Claire rained little kisses across his strong tanned chest, down his tight abs till she reached his thickened shaft. Then taking her moist wet lips she traced her tongue along the length of him, and as she heard his hisses and sighs, she took him in deep, suckling, stroking, driving him beyond anything he could have imagined in his mind.

When she was done exploring and making him see Angels, he returned the favour. Flipping her onto her back, he gave her the same fingertip caresses, and kisses, she had given him. Tracing his tongue, he lapped it across her breasts, licking, suckling, watching as they perked up to meet him. Moving his tongue lower, he traced it across and over her belly button, her thighs, till he reached her moist wet bud.

Inhaling her womanly scent, he could no longer wait to taste her. Wrapping his lips around her bud, he suckled, and gently nipped as her eyes slowly closed, watching as her head moved side to side, as her passion flowed between them. Caressing his hands back up while he continued to stroke, and lick, he softly tweaked her nipples, and as her orgasm hit her, she cried out his name.

"Easy baby... just let it happen Claire. Let yourself feel each and every second of the passion that is pouring from you into me." Letting herself go, she cried out in the beauty, as it overtook her soul beyond anything she ever thought was possible. Moving himself back up, he pulled her back onto his lap, allowing her to position herself on his swollen shaft. Allowing her to take in as much of his soul as she could.

Feeling her sheath stretch to accomodate his size, she began rocking back and forth, so lost now as her body was building for that next release. God she was so giving and sweet, as he felt her juices flow down his leg. Knowing she was ready, he gripped her hips and plunged up into her, and as she bit down onto his shoulder, she poured, poured until all that remained was their passionate cries.

With their passionate storm at its end. Anthony carried her drained body to their bed. Climbing in, he pulled them into the spoon position, leaning down as he whispered... "I love you Claire." Grinding herself closer giggling as she whispered back... "I love you too Indiana." Sighing deep he swatted her butt before closing his eyes.

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Meanwhile... Gary and Donna were still unpacking.

"Gary... why don't we leave the rest till morning? It's getting late, and I'm tired." "But I'm not Donna. I mean we haven't even christened one room yet," he winked. "Listen... I"m to tired to christen anything tonight. I'm going to bed."

Leaving the room Gary grabbed her around the waist. "Mmm... now... you have the next minute to pick the room, or I will." Donna grinned. She loved when Gary went all macho on her. "Hmm... fine Gar... the kitchen." "That's my girl." Lifting her in his arms, he carried her to the kitchen.

"Stove, counter, table or stading up pinned against the fridge?" "Oh you naughty boy, all four." "Rooooar...." he yelled. Laughing insanely, Donna allowed him to strip her blouse from her body, caress and tease her, as he pulled off his own shirt, losing them both in their own little web of erotic sin.

"Dada... funny dada." Looking up from their game, they seen Jess clapping away as she watched her mommy and daddy wrestle. "Oh crap Donna." "Oh cap..." said Jess. Putting back on his shirt, he picked up his daughter and tickled her.

"Just what are you doing out of bed young lady?" Scrunching her shoulders she giggled. "You're not tired? What would you like some juice?" Kissing her pretty lips he poured her some juice and sat her in her chair. "Well... so much for our first night in our new home," giggled Donna.

Looking at her mommy with a wide smile. Jess couldn't agree more.

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When Danny pulled up to Judy's door, he helped her out.

"Danny... would you mind coming in for a bit? I really don't want to be alone right now." Danny wasn't sure if it was a good idea or not. He knew Judy was hurting right now, and as much as he had always liked her, he knew if he went in, he wouldn't be coming out till morning.

"I'd love to Judy. But I told Don I'd meet him back at the station. How about I stop by in the morning, and check on you the kids?" "You would do that for us?" "Of course I would Judy. Try and rest okay, I'll be here in the morning."

Reaching over Judy hugged him. "Thanks for straightening us out Danny. To be honest... without you or Don letting us know, I'm not sure what would have happened." Releasing her hold, Danny walked down the stairs. "Sleep well Judy. I'll see ya in the morning."

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Meanwhile....

Before Don headed back to the lab, he wanted to check on his wife. Pulling up in front of the house, he found the kitchen light on.

"Christ... she's eating again." Walking into the kitchen, he seen his wife with a huge piece of New York chocolate cheesecake. "What is it with you women and chocolate?" "Us women?" She said with a mouthful of cheesecake. "Jess you know I love you, but you also know I hate when you go out at night."

"I didn't go out Donnie. Donna, Gary and Jess stopped by, they even brought you a piece which I'm eating now," she said with a huge smile. "Jess... as he snatched the plate, you are going to be huge by the time you have our child. Stop eating." Pouting Don gave in and gave it back. "Fine... but it's your weight you have to work off after."

"Since you put it that way. I don't want it now." Shoving the plate aside she got up, and walked out into the living room. "Jess... come on Jess. Thinking to himself he said... "why do you always stick your foot in your mouth?"

"Don't be mad at me. I'm just worried about your health." "No you're not. You're just worried I'll get fat. Then you won't love me no more," she cried. All you've done the last few weeks is insult me. If I had of known this is how you were going to act... I would have never got pregnant."

Taking her in his arms he kissed her beautiful hair. "Come on Jess. I'm really sorry, and I don't care how fat you get. I'm sorry if I made it sound that way. My only concern is your health and our childs." Caressing her hair she leaned into his chest. "You don't even make love to me anymore Donnie."

Don knew it had been a while. But what could he do when the crime in New York wouldn't take a break, leaving him to work all hours of the day and most nights. Then their was the problem with Claire. "I know Jess... and I'm sorry babe. I really am. Raising her face to his he kissed her in fevered passion. Both of them lost now, as he carried her to their room.

"Beep,beep,beep."

Reaching for his cell, he looked at the message. "I'm sorry Jess. I have to go." Giving her one last kiss, he left.

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Back at the Taylor's Mac was watching his wife sleep. God she looked so peaceful and happy. He could see that their pregnancy had given her more than a healthy glow. Watching her deep even breaths, he hoped that his health proved strong enough to raise another baby. He was scared... scared of leaving his wife and child behind.

Getting himself out of bed, he took his blood pressure then his medication. Turning to go back to bed, he seen his lovely wife standing in the door of their room. "Is everything okay love? You look upset." "I'm fine Mac. It's you I'm worried about. What's the matter? You're awful restless." "I'll be fine love, don't worry. Just having some future thoughts."

"I can feel that Mac. It may help if you talk to me about your fears." Caressing his wife's face he said... "my concern is that I'm going to pass on love. My fears are of me leaving you, our children and new baby behind. Of not being able to see him or her take their first steps, or speak their first words."

Stella teared up. How could she not when she had the same fears. When she shared the same thoughts about this child. Would it be to much for Mac's health, would the stress of another child cause him to stroke again. So many questions neither of them had the answer too.

"Mac... I know this is difficult for both of us. Maybe we need to talk too the doctor about our fears. He said if we had any concerns or questions we should call him." Leaning against her husbands chest, he felt his child ripple.

"Did you feel that sweetheart?" "I did Mac. See, even our unborn child is concerned about us. So let's talk to the doctor okay. That way we will both lay all our fears to rest." "Okay love... we'll call in the morning." Taking his wife's hand, they headed back to bed.

tbc...