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Ch. 28 Till The End of Time

I laughed as Rosy once again turned away from me as if she was a little child. She was 8 months pregnant now and hated every second of it. And no, it's not because we just had a big fight. Something about me getting dragged to the strip club – against my fucking will – and getting a lap dance by a stripper. I swear Ray and Tony need to stop being such good friends and get me in trouble by doing that type of stuff. I was drunk anyway so I don't even remember half of any of that going on. If Rosy wasn't pregnant, she probably wouldn't have cared but since she is and her emotions are racing, it's pissing her off. I was a little mad that I could pin her down and make her forgive me.

Yea we can have sex if we wanted to but Rosy has cut back on a lot of things due to her paranoia. She's making sure that she's very careful so that we won't lose the baby. In that order of being careful: we can't have sex, she can only eat healthy foods – which is killing her because it's such a challenge in her mind – and that I had to come to every doctor's appointment. I didn't mind though. In fact, I loved going to the doctor's appointments with Rosy. It feels good to know what's going on with my babe and my future son or daughter. She's gotten a couple sonograms but she doesn't want to know the gender. I know what it is because I really wanted to know but she doesn't because she's Rosy. Then again, I sort of had to know so that I could finish decorating the nursery. I don't think a girl would like it if there were sports stickers all over the walls or a boy would like it if there was a pink wall.

Anyway, Rosy was pouting on the couch looking absolutely adorable. Seriously, this girl can't do anything without looking cute or sexy. I guess that's what made me love her even more. I walked over to her and put my hands on her stomach. My child kicked under my touch. "God, Scourge," Rosy whined, putting her hands on her stomach. "Get the hell away from me so this child will calm down."

"No." She glared at me. I smiled, pecking a kiss at her lips. She rolled her eyes.

"Stop touching me, please."

"You know you like it, don't deny it." I slid my hands up higher towards her breasts.

"Scourge Delgado, if you touch me, I swear to God I will kick you in the balls so hard that you want be able to produce sperm ever again."

"Come on, Rosy. You know you wanna forgive me."

"No the fuck I don't."

"Oh, such bad language to your baby daddy."

"Please go away."

"Just think of how good of a dad I am and will be. I'll play with the kid and teach them everything I know."

"I'm not worried. I know you'll be a good dad." I pecked a kiss at her cheek before moving to her ear. Since I can't pin her down and make her forgive me, I have to do this instead. Coo her until she gives in. Works every single time.

"Do you know how much I love you?" She giggled as I kissed and nibbled at her ear.

"Scourge, stop," she whined, trying to push me away.

"Do you know how much I love making love to you? Imagine how good it'll feel after you pop this baby out and we can get it on." Rosy laughed some more. "I don't even think I'll give you breathers in between."

"Okay, okay, I forgive you now cut it out before I get tempted to break my rule." I put my hands up, pulling my lips away from her ear.

"Can I hold you?" Rosy smiled that beautiful smile of hers as she climbed into my lap. I watched as she traced my tattoos. I'd always had them but I don't think she ever really paid any mind to them until recently. Probably because I'm always in a tank top because it's been so hot outside. "Why don't you wanna know the gender of the baby," I asked, rubbing her stomach softly.

"I don't know. Just part of my paranoia I guess. I really don't want to lose the baby again." Her eyes saddened at the last part, causing me to hold her even closer against me.

"I told you before: there's a high chance that we won't lose it."

"But there's still a chance we could," she murmured. I kissed the side of her head.

"Don't think like that."

"I'm trying but I just can't help it, ya know?" Yea, I do know. She wasn't the only one worried about losing the baby. I wouldn't admit it to her but I was scared to. I just couldn't show it because I had to be strong for her. If we're both walking around worried then nothing's gonna get done.

The next couple of days pretty much flew by for Rosy and I. Hell, the past 8 months have flew by. Dante had been in his puppy love with Nicolette who comes over frequently. Most of the time, she'll hang out with Rosy while Dante and I fuck around doing other shit. I've been busy with work and Rosy was getting ready to graduate from medical school. Since she was one of the top ten in her class: tons of local hospitals were waiting to hire her. I was proud that she already had her plans lined up. Hopefully everything would be settled with the baby by the time she got the job so that she won't be too busy and pass out on me. Then nothing would really get done.

Rosy seemed uncomfortable as we walked into her doctor's office later that week. I don't see why since we were seeing her regular doctor who helped her with her last pregnancy. Dr. Kelis was a middle aged woman who had a few kids of her own and cared deeply for all her patients. I guess that's why my fiancé trusts her when it comes to girl stuff that she can't talk about around me so they kick me out while they discuss whatever. The doctor still noticed my babe's stiffness as she sat up on the bed/table thing. She shot me a confused look in which I shrugged. I didn't know what was wrong with her. I wish I did but I didn't. Then again, maybe I do but I just wish that she would get over it. Everything was going to be okay this time. It had to be.

"Good afternoon, Rosy," Dr. Kelis said as she smiled softly at my fiancé. Rosy forced a smile back.

"Good afternoon," she murmured. I took one of her hands out her lap and gave it a squeeze. Her doctor smiled at this.

"Well I see you're still taking good care of her," she said to me. "Making sure she's keeping stress away?"

"As best as I can," I replied. And as best as I can was all I could do. Erasing the memory of our last baby was impossible but I don't think I'd be able to do that to Rosy anyway. She's too emotionally attached to it.

"Good, good. So, are you two excited?"

"Very," Rosy answered. I knew she was serious when she meant that. How could she not be excited? I mean, we'd been busting our asses to make sure that everything was ready for the baby when we got to take it home. Plus, she likes to rub on her stomach and talk to it. Even though she's scared that she might lose it, she's not letting that take away the small benefits of holding a child. Birthing it would probably be a whole different story. I remember when she was giving birth to our first son and she almost broke my damn hand. Then she almost broke up with me 'because I was pissing her off. Of course she caught herself before she could but I don't think I would have taken it serious anyway. She was in pain and she doesn't take it too smoothly.

"Have you changed your mind about knowing the gender?"

"No. I'd like it to be a surprise. Scourge even won't let me see the nursery because I don't know." Dr. Kelis laughed at that.

"Good, keep the suspense going then." Rosy laughed.

"Yea, but the anxiety is killing me. At least he or she is due soon."

"Yes, yes. Maybe sooner than we expect." Rosy nodded, her face falling a bit. I gave her hand another squeeze that caused her to look at me. She tugged at my arm so that I'd move to stand closer to her. She leaned her head against my arm, putting both her hands around mine. Dr. Kelis smiled at the sight before letting it fall. "Are you scared that you might get stuck in a sticky situation," she asked, being cautious. Rosy nodded, her hair tickling my arm a bit. "It's okay to be scared."

"I guess but I don't know…"

"What?"

"I just have a bad feeling, that's all."

"Don't worry, Rosy. The bad feeling is normal. Most women who lose a child have paranoia of losing the second. Everything you're feeling is perfectly normal."

"If you say so," Rosy murmured before looking back down. After the visit, I took Rosy home so that she could eat and get some rest. The doctor was right about her being due sooner than expected so I wanted to make sure that we were ready for whenever our child was ready to be delivered. Once I made sure she was knocked out, I went downstairs to see Nicolette and Dante watching TV in the living room.

"Hey dad," Dante said, waving happily. I glared at him, causing Nicolette to giggle. She was laying on him, her head on his chest while he had his arms around her. The position reminded me of what Rosy and I used to do back before we got together. I don't know why we acted so cuddly back then when I was supposed to despise her. She was just so annoying and infuriating but also funny and sweet. She still is but I guess that's what makes me love her. Nicolette is more of a shy type of girl while Dante acts like Rosy. I don't think she gets mad at him nor does he annoy her but I can tell that she likes him because of how outgoing and crazy he is.

"Shut up, pain in my ass," I told him as I continued to walk through the room. When I got to the kitchen, I started to get some juice out. Rosy would wake up thirsty as usual so I prepared this stuff early for her. My eyes caught sight of Rosy's photo album that she had made one day because she was bored. She had put tons of pictures of us in it for whatever reason. I guess she just that bored. Out of curiosity, I picked it up and began to flip through the pictures. A lot of them were old since that was when she wanted to keep sticking a camera in my face. Most of them were of us making faces, kissing or hugging. Others were of us when we were asleep because the other would take the camera and steal a picture. Every time I saw Rosy's beautiful sleeping face or her wide white smile, butterflies flew up into my stomach. She was just so beautiful. I still can't believe that soon enough she'll have my children and then I'll be able to call her my wife. After all I've been through with girls and what not, I was surprised that I actually found the one. Then again, it is all because of her that we're together so maybe I should say that she found me instead of the other way around. Whatever, in the end we have each other.

Later that night, when I was passed out in bed with my arm around Rosy, I felt a small hand shaking my shoulder. I groaned, opening my eyes a little. Rosy was crying and holding her stomach as she called my name. Immediately, I shot up in the bed and held her closer. "What's wrong, what's wrong," I asked quickly, starting to wipe away her tears.

"It hurts, Mexico, it really hurts," she said, rubbing her stomach. "I think I may be going into labor. The contractions feel familiar," she said before whimpering. Shit, shit, shit. I hopped out the bed and rushed around to get her some warm clothes and to wake Dante up. He was already awake, thank god. He got the baby bag as I helped Rosy down to the car. My mind and heart was racing. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as Rosy cried out in pain from the back seat. Damn, I hated when she was hurt but that made me feel the need to move faster. I got Rosy to the hospital in good time in which they got her to a room. I leaned against the wall as a deep breath left my lips.

"You okay," Dante asked, tilting his head. He would be the one notice, now wouldn't he?

"I'll be alright. I'm more worried about Rosy." He nodded.

"She seemed like she was in some serious pain back there. That's why I'm glad boys can't have babies." I let out a laugh but shook my head. Only Dante would say that. "Do you think everything will be okay?"

"I'm hoping so."

"Are you gonna go try to help them give birth again?" I nodded. "Why? Isn't it a disturbing sight?"

"Kind of. I'm more scared of Rosy's temper this time. Last time, I don't think I've heard so many curse words come out her mouth in such a short amount of time, not to mention she almost broke my hand." Dante chuckled.

"I could see her doing all that."

"Be lucky you don't have to witness it." I looked up to see Dr. Kelis motioning for me to come over. "I'll see when the baby's born, okay?" Dante nodded before I hurried over to Rosy's doctor. She led me down to Rosy's room. "How is she," I asked.

"In pain. These contractions are worse than the last time around." Aw damn. "She's in stable condition though. A little pissed but-"

"I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU," Rosy yelled at me as we walked into the room. Aw shit.

"Hey Rosy, how are you feeling," I asked as I walked up to her bedside. She glared at me.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR GODDAMN FAULT! IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A HORNY ASSHOLE THEN MAYBE WE WOULDN'T EVEN BE HERE IN THE FIRST FUCKING PLACE!" Obviously she wasn't good.

"Baby, I know you're in pain but-"

"DON'T FUCKING CALL ME THAT! I AM NOT YOUR BABY! THIS THING INSIDE ME IS YOU DAMN BABY! UNDERSTAND?"

"Sorry," I apologized before kissing her forehead. "Just calm down, okay? I know it hurts and everything but-" FUCK. She grabbed my hand and squeezed so hard that I thought she might crush it. We are not going through this shit again. Especially not when it's my writing hand. I need that for work.

"DAMMIT SCOURGE, DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO GET ME PREGNANT AGAIN?"

"Weren't you the one who said you wanted kids?" She glared at me, making me smirk. I kissed her lips softly. "And loosen up on my hand. I'm gonna need it for when all this is over and I can give you what you know you've been missing." Blush flew across her cheeks but she looked away.

"Oh shut up."

"Oh are we using inside voices now?" She rolled her eyes, leaning more against me. I wrapped my arms around her the best I could.

"I'm scared, Mexico."

"I know. I'm scared too. But everything's going to be alright. Okay?" She looked up at me, tears filling her arms.

"Do you promise?" I mentally sighed. I wanted to tell her that I everything would be okay and nothing would go wrong. But anything is possible. If I lied to her then she'd really be pissed at me.

"Just trust me, okay?" She nodded. Dr. Kelis tapped me on the shoulder and asked if she could speak to me for a second. I told Rosy I'd be right back as I kissed her forehead before walking away. Another contraction must have went through her since she whimpered softly, holding her stomach. I kept my eyes on her as I walked with Dr. Kelis to the other side of the room. "Is everything okay," I asked, noticing the doctor's sad look.

"Well, there seems to be a complication…" She said, looking down.

"What? Will Rosy be okay? Will our baby be okay?"

"Hopefully they both will be fine but I thought I should notify you that the umbilical cord is wrapped around the baby's neck. It must have gotten tangled during the turn." Ah hell. I knew exactly what was wrong. My mother had the same problem when giving birth to me. She told me that it was difficult to give birth to me and I almost died. After already losing a baby, I don't think Rosy could go through this.

"Don't tell her," I told Dr. Kelis. "Just do whatever you have to." I looked back to my love to see that she was staring frantically at all the nurses running around and was getting a bit scared herself. I walked over to her. "Hey, hey, everything's going to be okay," I said, stroking her hair.

"I'm scared, Scourge. I'm really scared. I don't think that I can go through with this. I really don't want to." I sighed, kissing her forehead. I turned to Dr. Kelis who had walked up beside me.

"Knock her out," I told her.

"We can't do a C-section, it's too late for-"

"Then do whatever you have to do, just make sure that she can't feel or see anything." Dr. Kelis sighed but nodded.

"Okay." She did what I asked and did numb Rosy up so much that she could barely decipher anything that was going on but kicked me out the room. They needed to hurry to get the baby out before it suffocated and I would be in the way. I understood though. It was a long anxious wait for news as I paced around in the waiting room with Dante knocked out in a chair. I was praying for once in a long time. I prayed that everything would be okay and that both Rosy and my child would make it through this. Dr. Kelis came in enough time and led me down to the room. She didn't say anything so I was starting to get worried. I wanted to say something but I couldn't bring myself to. If anything went wrong, I swear…

"Congratulations," Dr. Kelis said when we entered the room. "You have a healthy baby boy. It took a little while longer since we were monitoring him but this time he is perfectly fine. We tested him a little and it seems that he might grow up to have a hyper disorder but other than that, he's perfectly fine." One of the nurses came up to me and placed the small bundle in my arms. I looked down at my son who was smaller than small. I could hold him in one arm if I wanted to. He had a lot of my features though. From my lime green hair to my tanned skin color to my ice blue eyes in which his looked up at me curiously. I smiled down at my child.

"Hi there, little guy," I said softly.

"Have you and Rosy decided on a name before all of this?"

"Yea. Daniel. Daniel Drew Delgado." Dr. Kelis smiled, touching my shoulder before going off to get the birth certificate. I walked over to Rosy who was asleep in her bed. I sat down on the edge, nudging her softly with my elbow. She groaned, bringing up her arm to rub her face.

"Scourge, it's too early in the morning for you to be waking me up and shit," she muttered. Damn, they must have given her some strong drugs.

"Look, Rosy," I whispered. She opened her eyes, looking up at me before her attention went down to the small baby in my arms. Her hand went up to her mouth that had dropped open as tears started to fill her eyes. "He's perfectly healthy, Rosy. They've been monitoring him to make sure and nothing's wrong."

"I…" she trailed off, reaching out to stroke the baby's small cheek. "He looks like you already." I smiled.

"You wanna hold him?" She nodded, reaching out her arms. I put Daniel in his mother's arms, causing him to whine a little.

"Did you name him already," she asked as she looked down at our son lovingly.

"Yea. His name's Daniel Drew. Just like you wanted." She smiled, letting her tears stream down her face as she looked up at me.

"He's so beautiful," she murmured. I wiped a tear off her face. "Thank you." I shook my head.

"No. Thank you." I kissed her softly as I moved closer to hold her. Daniel held out his hands to me in which I put my finger in his grasp. Rosy giggled at this, leaning her head in the crook of my neck.

"I love him already."

"Me too." Daniel yawned softly as his eyes started to close. Rosy tensed up for a second until she saw that he was merely sleeping. I held my new family closer to me, happy that they were both alright.

X

"Ew, what the fuck are you doing," I asked as Rosy held Daniel's head close to her breast. The infant latched on and began to suck softly on her nipple. "Whoa, that is my territory there little guy." Rosy rolled her eyes.

"I'm breast feeding him, dumbass," she said. "It's an important stage for mother-child bonding."

"Oh so I'm supposed to just let this happen. Not in my house on my girl." She rolled her eyes again.

"There's milk that he drinks from my breast that helps him grow so stop being a jackass and shut up."

"You ain't tell me you had milk in them things. Can I get some?"

"Hmm, let me think: NO." I smirked.

"You wait till later. Imma pin your ass down and you're gonna give me some milk and some loving."

"I'd love to see you pin me down. I will smack your head right off your shoulders."

"Now, that I'd love to see." She shook her head as Daniel pulled away, signaling that he was done. Rosy pulled her shirt and bra back up before putting Daniel down in his little blanket.

"Oh shut up." I chuckled. Lately, it seemed that we had switched places. I was the one annoying the hell out of her now. It was actually pretty fun. I saw now why she loved to annoy me so much. It was funny to see her snap at me. I walked up behind her to wrap my arms around her waist, holding her close against me. "Hi," she said as she blushed deeply.

"Hey beautiful," I whispered in her ear, letting my voice get low and my accent get stronger. Her cheeks got redder.

"I'm gonna go put Danny to sleep," she said, pushing out my arms so that she could scoop up our little boy in her arms.

"I can do it," I said as I held out my hands for him. Rosy never liked to let go of Daniel. She was cherishing every moment with him, grateful that he was okay even after his complicated birth.

"Okay." She let me hold our son who looked up at me and but his hands on my bare chest where I had a tattoo. "You like that," I asked, nuzzling his cheek with my nose causing him to giggle. Rosy smiled at the sight of me and my son together. I could see that she was happy that she gave me a child and that I was going to be a good father to him. "You go get up in that bed," I told her.

"So that I can sleep?" I glared at her, making a giggle come from her red lips. "Okay, okay. I get it, you've been sexually frustrated."

"Exactly so go get your sexy ass up in that bed and I'll show you what Papi's been missing."

"Papi, huh?"

"Mmm, I like the way you say that." She giggled, shaking her head.

"Go put Daniel to bed." I obeyed, taking my son up to his room. Dante was already knocked out in his bed so I didn't have to yell at him. I put Daniel in his crib gently, feeling a bit bad when he held his little hands out toward me again.

"Sorry, bud, but mommy said you gotta go to sleep," I told him softly as I put my fingers on his small stomach. He started to whine a little. "Don't worry, Daddy's only down the hall." Daniel poked out his bottom lip, signaling that he was about to cry. I sighed. "Alright, alright, just for a couple minutes," I said as I picked him back up. He fell asleep in my arms as I rocked back and forth. Once I put him back in his crib, I went into my room. Rosy was laying on the bed in a hot pink oversized Super Girl shirt and a pair of white fleece shorts. Even in that totally unattractive outfit, she still looked like the most beautiful thing on earth to me.

"What took you so long," she asked as I lay down in the bed.

"Daniel wanted me to rock him to sleep. He threatened to cry so I had no choice." She nodded in understanding. That boy could cry his ass off. He probably got that from his mother. But he only cried when he was really upset. Other than that, he would just whine or pout. Also like his mother.

"So, still think you can pin me down?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Was that a challenge?" She smiled.

"Maybe." I sat up. She watched me carefully but when I jumped out and grabbed her waist, she was caught off guard. I swung my leg over her hips so that I could eliminate the use of her legs. Then I let go of her waist and pushed her shoulders down effortlessly so that she was on her back.

"Done," I said with a bored tone. She tilted her head.

"So, what are you gonna do now that you have me pinned down like this?" I shrugged.

"Was I supposed to do something?" She looked as if she was about to snap at me before I smirked. "You asshole," she yelled, hitting me with a pillow.

"Oh hush, that's why you love me." I pressed my lips down onto hers, molding them softly and gently. She opened her mouth almost immediately to let me tongue in. Damn she tasted so damn good. I pressed my torso up against hers, lightly rubbing my pelvis against her as well. She moved her legs up so that she could wrap them around my waist. We undressed each other slowly, our lips exploring the other's body as if it were our first time together. Sometimes I regret our first time. Rosy was drunk and didn't know what she was doing. I could have made it special for her but I didn't. Instead I just fucked her and left. This time, I was going to show her how I'd really make love to her.

At the moment, she had me on my back as she kissed and licked up my abs and chest. Her lips moved lower to the button of my jeans and she pulled away to unbutton it. I stared at her strangely as she started to take off my pants. "What's wrong," she asked, looking up at me as if she were an innocent child who stole a cookie out the jar without asking. "Don't you want me to do that?"

"No." Complete confusion took over her face.

"But I thought-"

"Only whores did that to me and you're not a whore. You're my beautiful pain in the ass." She smiled for a second before letting it drop.

"But I want to please you in any way I can."

"Yea well, you can skip that way. At least for now anyway." I pulled her back up so she was straddling me. "Right now, the only thing I want is to make love to you." She blushed softly but smiled before kissing me. I wrapped my arms around her tight before rolling so that I'd be on top of her. Her shorts and panties were already off due to me eating her out so she just had to slid my bottoms off for me. I entered her softly, taking into consideration that she just had a baby only two months ago. I'd doubt if she were perfectly fine down there. She moaned in content as I began to move my hips against her. This time was so different from the others. Much more sensual and slow. Oh and I made sure to put on a condom before I entered so that we wouldn't have to worry about her getting pregnant again. I pumped into her smoothly and softly, making her moan and gasp. "God, I love you," I whispered in her ear as my sensations grew stronger.

"I love you too, Scourge. Oh!" She gasped as I began to move a little faster. Her hands held on to me tighter, her nails starting to dig into my back. She was on the verge of climaxing too. I could feel it.

"Don't hold back," I told her as I sped up a little bit more.

"Scourge," she moaned, her legs tightening around my waist. Her nails were starting to hurt since they were cutting into my skin so I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. I went faster, causing her to throw her head back in satisfaction. "Oh my god," she got out. Damn she was tight. Tighter now that her muscles were contracting. This felt so good though. We both really needed this. Not only had we been this close in what seemed like forever but us having sex sometimes relieves stress off both of us. That was very much needed after dealing with Daniel and Dante. A teenager and a baby do not mix very well. Yea, Dante's great with taking care of Dante and all but now that he's about to go into high school: all Hell is starting to break loose. Also, that little demon – I mean baby – is hard work to keep up with. I'm glad we have him but I never expected for it to be this hard.

Rosy and I both climaxed hard. I fell onto my back with a thud, tired as I don't know what. Yep, she still wore me out. Rosy laid on my chest, looking up at me with her wide eyes. "Ah hell," I said as she smiled.

"One more round? Please?" I sighed.

"Alright, but you get your ass up here this time."

"Oh baby, you know I have no problem with that," she said as she flipped onto me. "I love you, you know that right?" I nodded.

"I love you too." She smiled and kissed me as we entered once more into a complete bliss.

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