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Title: Revealed

Summary: John and Henri worry about their relationship being discovered by the Mogadorians.

Rated: M

Genre(s): Romance, Suspense, Drama, Action

Pairing(s): JohnxHenri

Warning(s): Lemon and sexual implications, violence/action

"Run!" I hear Six shout from somewhere in the room. The Mogadorian shoots towards the source of the noise, but nothing happens. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Get out of here," Henri says, grabbing a weapon from a dead Mogadorian, that's now a pile of ash.

"No. I'm not leaving you," I insist.

"Marina and Ella are out there," Henri points out. Then his face softens, and he pulls me into his arms and kisses me full on the lips, soft and deep, in front of all the Mogadorians. I'm so stunned that I just barely have time to kiss back before Henri's warm lips disappear. The Mogadorians are also so stunned to see a Cepan and his Garde kissing that they give Henri the opportunity to shoot three of them until they disintegrate into ash, giving both of us the chance to run.

"I can't believe you did that," I say, feeling a rush of love as Six turns visible beside us.

"Honestly, I can't either," Henri admits. "They have us kissing on camera now, and they know I'm your Cepan."

"Shit."

"That's right," Henri agrees, sighing as he puts a protective hand over his stomach. "I just didn't know what else to do."

"Well, I know what we need to do," Six interjects. "We need to find the other Garde. Marina, Ella, and I will go to India. You two go home."

"That's not a wise idea," Henri says. "You guys need an adult with you."

"My Cepan," Ella says. "Crayton. We'll go back and contact him, and you two go home."

Henri nods. "All right."

Six sighs as she looks at me. "What mess have you gotten yourself into, John?"

"I don't know," I admit. "But at least I'm in this mess with him. And all of you." Six smiles and I hug her. "Be careful," I whisper.

"You too."

The long trip back to Paradise is silent and tense. When Henri and I finally get inside our bedroom, he turns to me. "You gave them your number," he says. "Do you realize that we have to leave Paradise now?" My heart sinks. "You know I would have died for you."

"Stop it," I growl, not wanting to hear it.

"I'm not going to stop," Henri says, grabbing my arm and turning me around to face him. "You gave them your number. This is serious, John. They have you on camera, John. Saying your number. And I'll wager they're sending it off to the other Mogadorian bases, if they haven't already. Now they have a number to match to your face, and you're next. Not only that, but they have us on camera, kissing."

"You're welcome for rescuing you," I snarl. "And you think your scare tactics are going to stop me from loving you?" I ask. "Because they're not, so get over it. And what about you, huh? Keeping secrets from me? Is that what a Cepan is supposed to do?" When Henri looks confused, I elaborate. "Your powers? I didn't even know you had powers."

"We were instructed to keep them a secret from our Garde," Henri says.

"I'm your lover," I point out. "We're partners, Henri."

"You're my Garde first and foremost," Henri says, and I feel a pang of hurt. "If you can't understand that, I'm going to have to break off our engagement."

I feel like I've been punched in the gut. "You don't even want any of this," I accuse him. "Me, our marriage, our baby. None of it. You may not be disposable to me, but that's not the issue. I'm disposable to you."

Henri's image is blurry with tears as he pulls me against him and crushes his mouth to mine, hard. My knees buckle underneath me, and Henri wraps an arm around my waist to steady me, holding me. He lifts me up and carries me to the bed, his body looming over mine. I loop my arms around his neck and twist my tongue around his. Henri groans into my mouth, his cock pressing into my thigh through our jeans. I tremble against him, reaching down to stroke him through his pants. "Fuck," Henri gasps into my mouth, and I can feel him throbbing, hard and soaking wet. Oh, gods. "You are not disposable to me," he murmurs into my ear. He kisses my neck, and I shiver as his lips trail down to my throat, pressing another kiss there. His hand wanders between my legs, unbuttoning my jeans and tugging the zipper down. We haven't gone further than kissing in almost a week, and my heart races. Henri smirks wickedly, moving down the bed and wrapping his arm around my hips, holding me in place as he presses his mouth against my opening, flicking his tongue against it teasingly.

My hands begin to glow, my chest heaving as Henri's tongue traces my opening, teasing me. "Dear gods," I gasp, and Henri chuckles as he torments me. Then he slips his tongue inside me, eating me out. "Oh...fuck," I curse as Henri explores thoroughly, licking me in slow, languid strokes with that tongue of his. My hands glow brighter, and I clench them into fists as a lightbulb pops in the room. Henri and I both jump, and his tongue disappears. I whimper at the loss before he moves back up the bed and whispers, "Control," into my ear. I shiver.

"I can't," I whimper as he slips a finger inside me.

"Relax," he says, adding another finger and curling them. I pant helplessly as he finds my sweet spot, and I arch against him. "Don't tense up."

"You make me crazy," I gasp, and he chuckles again as he rubs against my sweet spot with his fingers. My hands glow brighter in response. "Wait, how...how come your powers never react to me, if...if mine react to you?" I pant. I still can't believe Henri has powers and he never told me, and I never saw or noticed them.

"They do," Henri admits. "I can just control them better than you can." He adds a third finger, curling them again and moving them around inside me. I swear, leaning my head back against the pillows as a table lamp topples onto the floor, shattering. Henri sighs. "I liked that lamp."

"I like what you're doing to me," I respond, and Henri chuckles, kissing my neck as he curls his fingers inside me, rubbing them against my sweet spot. "Henriiiii…" I moan, his passionate touches enough to send me over the edge, squirting out liquid onto his hand and the bed. Henri gathers me in his arms, kissing my hair, and I rest against him, listening to his heartbeat. "I love how right when we come home, the first thing we do is have sex."

"That would be surprising to absolutely no one."

"Agreed," I laugh.

We're silent for a moment, just enjoying each other's company before Henri asks, "Do you really think I don't want this baby?"

I'm taken aback by his question, but I answer honestly anyway. "In the car on the way to Cincinnati the first time, you said you don't want any baby to have to grow up in this war. That you'd rather wait until we went back to Lorien." I look up at him.

Henri's eyes widen in understanding, and he holds me tighter, shaking his head. "No," he says, his voice thick with tears. I feel my heart breaking. "I am so happy to be starting this family with you sooner than expected. It just gives me something to live for." I rest my head on his shoulder, my own eyes filling with tears at his response. "If something happened and you'd never known that…" Henri shakes his head some more.

I snuggle closer to him, laying in his arms contentedly. I'm in such a state of bliss that I don't want to bring up my next question, but I know I have to. "Do we really have to leave Paradise?"

"I'm afraid so," Henri says. "Believe me, I don't want to, but the second that the rest of the Garde get back, we're going to have to."

"I understand," I reply. "I would do anything to keep you safe."

"I feel the same about you," Henri says, his hand sliding into my hair and pulling me closer and connecting our lips.

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