A/N: I DO NOT own Watchmen. It is property of Alan Moore, Dave Gibbons, and DC Comics.

Adjusting

December 26th. 1984

I was just falling asleep again when a flash of blue light jolted me awake. Jon stood in the corner of my room looking out the window.

"Jon." I moaned.

"Stefani." he acknowledged me then appeared at my bedside in an instant.

He grabbed my hand and kissed it softly. His eyes closed and he hummed deeply.

Immediately all my irritation melted away into pure bliss as my body soothed under his touch. Another hand came out and caressed my face.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Fine now that your here." I smiled.

I pushed myself up again with weak arms and pulled his face down to me then kissed him softly. As his hands met my face I felt my hormones begin to rage like crazy and I pulled away sharply.

"Is something wrong?" Jon asked.

"Just trying to control myself." I panted.

"That's admirable I suppose...what makes this different from any other time that you need restraint though?"

"Well...we're in a hospital full of people and when I'm with you I'll probably scream so loud they'll think I'm being murdered."

Jon's small smile appeared for a moment and I felt a chill go through me.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"No...I just like when you smile." I replied.

He cocked his head to the side and studied me before I spoke again.

"I need to tell you something." I felt my mouth speaking on its own.

"About something other then the baby?"

I stared totally shocked.

"H-how did you know?" I stuttered.

"I can sense your elevated stress and hormone levels."

"Well...why didn't you say anything earlier?" I felt myself becoming angry.

Jon's usually impassive face clouded over for a minute and I saw an unusual flash of emotion. Confusion perhaps?

"I-I did not know."

Our eyes met and his usual blank demeanor.

"Wait....how could you not know?" I asked. Was it really possible that Jon didn't foresee this?

"I must have...run past it. Skipped it." he looked puzzled before snapping back to me.

"What about us?" I whispered.

"What about us?" he replied.

"I mean...well I'm pregnant with Adrian's kid. How can we keep carrying on like this?"

"That depends...what do you want?"

"You." I stated simply.

"What goes on between us is up to you Stefani. You already know what I would like."

"I do?"

"You....Stefani as long as you would like to be with me, I will continue to be with you."

"...What about Adrian?" I asked.

"If you want him be with him." Jon stated coldly.

"...You know who I want to be with." my voice became husky. Somehow fighting with Jon was turning me on.

"The tone of your voice suggests that you are sexually aroused."

I blushed beet red.

"Am I mistaken?" Jon asked me directly.

I refused to meet his eyes and I heard a sound that grabbed my attention. As he chuckled I quickly looked up again.

"Well...am I?"

My out-of-control hormones did the talking for me.

"Your not mistaken." I blurted.

He hesitated for a moment before leaning down.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to resist you?" he whispered in my ear.

"I'd say I have a harder time." I replied.

He bit softly at my neck and I shuddered then wrapped my arms around his soft neck. My heart monitors were going crazy but I didn't care.

As his kisses intensified my body got lost in the darkness of passion. My senses gave way and I fell into the void.

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Janurary 4th, 1985

I lazed on my living room sofa quietly reading a magazine. In the passing weeks Adrian had given me generous amounts of time off to stay home and relax. Adrian sat behind me with an arm around me as he poured over.

We had rang in the New Year down at Times Square omit the alcohol and add the intense sex in the early morning. Every morning since I had been released from the hospital Jon also would come to my place when Adrian was gone and it was needless to say what we'd do.

Adrian flipped through some papers and sighed irritably. I looked up at him from my magazine.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

He grumbled something indecipherable and continued his reading.

Over the past few weeks everyone had been on edge. The November due date of the nuclear reactor seemed a lot closer now that we were in the official year.

Besides that Jon claimed to be having trouble with his foresight. Small bits and pieces were beginning to become blocked. Jon wasn't worried but I certainly was.

Other than that things were going extremely well. Jon and I began talking more and more. The more time I spent with him the more he came out to me. The man I once thought was an emotionless stone turned out to be full of life and love. He told me everything. His childhood, his relationships, the way he felt about himself.

The more I listened, the more I fell for him. He was more if an average being then there could be.

There was one problem....I was liking Adrian more and more each day. Not as much as Jon but...I really wanted to be with him as well.

The fear and worry of being caught forever loomed in my mind. I spent so much time worrying about it that I had become increasingly stressed out as well.

I laid my head on his shoulder and propped my knees up. I looked up into his warm eyes which immediately softened at my physical contact. He kissed my forehead softly and chuckled softly before going back to his work.

I pressed my slightly heavier body next to his and inhaled his musky scent.

"Are you sniffing me?" he asked.

I blushed awkwardly and ignored his question. Suddenly...a thought ran through my mind. I went back to Christmas night.

"Adrian?" I asked.

"Hm?" he grunted.

"What happened that night?"

"What night?"

"Christmas night."

He stopped reading and looked down at me.

"What?" he asked sharply.

"What happened that night?"

His usually calm face turned menacing and I saw the dangerous vigilante that earned him his fame.

"The bastard tried to rape you." he snarled, a full lips curling.

"I know that but...what happened after that? I never really found out." I kept my voice calm.

Adrian sighed before answering.

"Well...Dan heard noise just as he happened to be walking out to the deck to get some air. I don't think he imagined he'd end up saving your life. Anyway...he came out on the pool deck just as Blake pushed you into the pool. He dove in after you and brought you back inside then came and found me. You weren't...you weren't breathing. Luckily Jon could see right to the root of the problem that you had water in your lungs so I gave you CPR and then Dan took you back to the bedroom. Jon and I went to look for Blake. We found him within a matter of minutes going through my liquor cabinets."

"Then what?"

"Then I got rid of the bastard." Adrian snarled again.

I looked into his cold and furious eyes which had darkened like hot coals.

"I almost lost you." he whispered harshly.

I took his hands and placed them on my face.

"But you didn't." I raised an eyebrow.

At the gesture his face softened.

"Well I don't want to come that close again."

I touched his face delicately, then gave him a small kiss on the lips.

He smiled then twined my left hand around his and fiddled with my ring.

"My future wife." he lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it.

"My future husband." I smiled and did the same.

He leaned in and kissed me fervently. Before I knew it his lips were traveling down my neck and his fingers were clumsily unbuttoning my shirt. I shrugged out of it and he quickly turned and picked me up.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and struggled to untuck his own shirt from his pants.

He pushed the numerous stacks of paper off the coffee table and pushed me down on it. I giggled as the sheets scattered around the living room in a whirlwind of disarray.

He yanked my off my leggings then undid his belt with shaking hands. He threw it across the room then slid put of his pants.

I grabbed the handle of his boxers and pulled them off quickly before he leaned over on top of me.

The table groaned in protest and we both broke apart for a minute laugh about it.

I pushed him back on the couch then got on my knees and ran my hands up his thighs and down his muscular abs.

He wrapped a hand around my back and unhook my bra. It fell to the ground in a soft clatter. I straightened myself up for a moment so he could run his hands over them. It was funny...both he and Jon seemed to now have a obsession with my now-enormous swollen breasts.

I got back on my knees and kissed Adrian's muscular thighs. Veins stood against his sizeable erection and he looked like he was ready to explode.

I grabbed him with one hand then put as much as him in my mouth as I could.

A shudder or pleasure ran through his body. I moved my mouth slowly, sliding my tongue over every glorious inch of him.

His hand was tangled in my hair, pushing my head down. I heard his loud moans and it felt good for once to be in charge.

His hands tightened in my hair and his moans began to get louder as he called my name. I put my hands on his muscular thighs to hold him down as he began to slightly thrust.

After a few more minutes he grabbed my head then pulled my face up to his, kissing me hard.

He flipped over then grabbed my panties and pulled them off swiftly then pushed my legs apart.

I threw my head back as he came into me. His thrusts were slow as he tried not to let himself come just yet.

There was a blinding flash that I had mistaken for an orgasm.

Suddenly, Adrian stopped and opened my eyes.

"What's wrong?" I panted.

He was looking straight past me. I tried to turn around but his body gave me no room.

"What the hell?!" he yelled.

I grabbed his waist and pushed him off of me then turned around.

Jon's glowing form stood against the living room wall staring at us wordlessly.

Adrian's face turned bright red as did mine. I had never seen Adrian blush before and it would have been hilariously funny if we weren't in such an awkward situation.

"What the fuck Jon?!" I exclaimed.

"Adrian, there is a problem at the center and your assistance is greatly needed."

"What?...Jesus Jon!" Adrian screamed again. "You can't just barge in here like this! What can be so important that you have to come in here?!"

Jon said nothing, he simply stood there.

Adrian muttered furiously as he searched around for his pants. He pulled on his clothes and I couldn't help but notice the struggle he went button them over his hard-on.

He pulled on his shirt and buttoned it not noticing he had skipped a few. His hair was still tousled and a hickey was already forming on his neck.

I silently pulled my clothes on as well and ignored the glares coming from both men.

Adrian walked up to me and put his hands on my arms, still sweaty and panting.

"I'm going to find out what's going on and then I'll come back." he whispered in my ear.

I leaned in expected a kiss but got nothing except air as he walked away.

He and Jon disappeared in a flash and I turned back to my now-messy apartment. I sighed and got ready to clean when another flash caused me to jump.

Jon walked in and stared at me silently.

"Do you need something?" I snapped. Yes, I may have been happy to see him but he had inturuppted before I had my release.

"I suppose I should not be angry with you because I already knew this was going to happen."

"Hmpf." I rolled my eyes then stood up from the couch,

"If you already knew then why the fuck exactly did you come anyway?!" I retorted with my hands on my hips.

"The future cannot be changed. What will happen is inevitable and will happen irregardless."

"God Jon just..." I sighed as his no-nonsesne philosophy rambled on. "tell it to someone who gives a shit."

"I was certain you did...after all...your cheating on your fiance simply because you have an attraction towards me."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Some would see it as the common whore...but I-"

I refused to let him finish his sentence.

"Get the fuck out." I growled. He had struck a nerve.

He stood there silently before I grabbed a decorative china plate from my table and hurled it at him.

It passed right through his body and shattered on a wall.

"NOW!" I screamed furiously.

He disappeared.

The tears flowed down my face before my skin even started to burn. I fell onto the couch and curled up in a ball. Everything was going so wrong.

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February 5th, 1985

I sniffled as I laid down on my bed. It had been a month since I had last heard Jon's voice and the withdrawl was more then I could handle.

I put on a happy face for Adrian most of the time. I had only been in to work twice and when I went Jon was said to be on vacation with Laurie.

I needed him so damn much. Adrian was now busy almost all the time. I was lonely. We only had sex once in a blue moon now. Myabe it was because of the weight I was gaining? I had virtually no one.

My eyes began to sting as mascara ran into them so I sat up to go to the bathroom and rinse them out.

Something caught my blurry eyes. There was a dark red spot on the bed.

It was glistening brightly on the sheets. I looked down at my dress. There was a growing spot at the bottom of my dress.

I gasped. My vision suddenly blurred the wrong way and I felt myself falling to the ground only this time...I knew why.