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Things To Do Tonight

Harry wasn't sure how long he sat on the side of the bed cuddling J.B. against his chest. He got lost in his thoughts of what was and could be, with enough time passing that Eggsy felt he needed to come and retrieve him. Which was why Harry ended up being jolted out of his thoughts by the dipping of their mattress as Eggsy sat down beside him, his mate wrapping an arm around Harry's waist as he leaned his head against Harry's shoulder.

"All right there, Luv?"

Making a sound of agreement Harry tipped his head to lay against Eggsy's. "Just lost in thought."

"Good thoughts?"

"For the most part."

"So ow many messages was waitin for ya?" Eggsy asked him. "I got three more calls while you was up here gatherin wool. I let em run ta voice mail."

Picking up his phone from where he'd left it at his side Harry tapped on the screen and observed that he'd missed two more calls since he'd last looked at it. Which reminded him that he'd put it on silent before they'd gone to the meeting and he had yet to change the setting. Probably for the best, that. At least for the night.

"That many, huh?"

Harry showed Eggsy the screen, understanding perfectly the face his mate made in response.

"Yeah, that's what I figured. Most of the ones I've listened to are people wantin ta get in good with us now that they know we're havin two grand high dominants in the family. That and they know that odds are we ain't lookin kindly on most of our fellow Guild members seeing as most of em didn't do shite for us in them visions the Keepers showed us."

Harry growled at the reminder.

"Too right. Fuck em, I say. The Mortons and Merlin's family are the only ones I'm inclined ta trust our boy's happiness to at the moment. From the Guild, I mean."

"Likewise." Harry blew out a breath, trying to remain as rational about all this as possible. "But we're going to have to be very careful how we handle the rest of the Guild now. Making enemies of them won't end well for us either."

"One of the messages I got after you was gone was about King. He's awake now. Pretty shaken up from what I hear. He was so out of it he barely noticed when Veronica threw up all over his shoes. Sorry ta have missed it, I gotta admit."

Harry sort of was too. He hoped Chester was wearing a favorite pair.

"I'm not sure which of the two we should be most worried about." Harry stated after a minute or so of them both enjoying the mental image of their Guild Master being thrown up on. "If the Guild calls for Chester to resign over this..."

"I'd say that's highly likely, Luv. They're gonna be wantin ta kiss our arses red now and they all know we can't stand neither one of em. But I don't see those two goin quietly...or if they do it's only cause they're planning ta start some shite later. Less what the Keepers showed em really does scare the shite out of them."

"They might try and kill us before the baby is born. They won't have to worry about Lee if he's never given the chance to be born." An ugly truth, but one Harry had to acknowledge. Yes Lee was apparently protecting Harry to some degree from the womb, but King had found a way to kill or have him killed in the worst case scenario they'd been shown. There was always a way. And killing him now, when Lee was still so new and little...

"I think they're both selfish twats, not ones ta care one solitary fuck bout the rest of the world. But I don't think they're stupid, Harry. They'd be signin their own death warrants one way or another if they went that route. Everyone knows or will know before tomorrow that the Fae are gonna come back and what will happen then."

Telling himself Eggsy was right, or if he wasn't Harry needed to be strong for the both of them, Harry suggested that they should probably head down so that they'd be there when the delivery person brought their takeaway.

"Food will do us good, yeah. And then we'll send out a mass email ta everyone in the Guild, let em know we've received their messages and that we ain't plannin their untimely deaths. Least not yet, we ain't." Eggsy added with a wink as he withdrew his arm from Harry's waist and hopped to his feet.

Moving to stand in front of Harry Eggsy held his hand out to help him to his feet.

Harry was still stuck on Eggsy's email comment.

"Email?"

"Well we could just text em, if ya want."

"Eggsy."

"Look, ya used ta be the consort. I know ya had access ta the emails and such of all the Guild's families. For social events and the charity stuff ya did. Ya still have that info on your laptop, right?"

Harry opened and then closed his mouth as he realized that Eggsy was right. As the Guild Master's consort it had occasionally fallen on him to send invitations and information about various Guild matters and events to the members of their Guild. Naturally both he and Chester had had assistants and secretaries to help with such things, but the consort's personal touch had been expected at times and so he'd had access to multiple means of contacting each of the various families.

Actually, now that Harry thought about it, he not only had the contact information for members of their Guilds but for other Guild consorts whose Guilds were allied with Kingsman. He hadn't been ordered to remove that data from his personal laptop when he'd lost his position within the Guild so unless Chester had arranged for someone to hack into his laptop since their split all that information should still be saved on his hard drive. An oversight Chester was going to be kicking himself over in the near future if Harry had anything to say about it.

"A group email makes the most sense. Specially since we don't owe em more than that. We can do individual messages for the ones we like or we gotta kiss up ta at least a little. Think about it. It would take us all a week ta write proper letters ta the lot of them."

Well when Eggsy put it that way...

"Email would be best, yes."

"Too right. Now come on, let's head downstairs. Those spring rolls of yours will be here before ya know it."

Chuckling over that Harry took Eggsy hand and allowed himself to be hauled to his feet.

"Don't worry, I'll share."

"Good of ya. Not that I'm real worried about it. I know how ta talk ya in ta sharin with me."

Shaking his head over the lascivious leer Eggsy aimed in his direction Harry smiled at his mate and linking their fingers together followed the younger man out of their bedroom and down the hallway, J.B. following close behind them.

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As they'd barely been downstairs for five minutes before there came a knocking on their front door Harry had to shake his head over how long he must have been upstairs before Eggsy had come to retrieve him. Or someone else was knocking for some other purpose, which was why Eggsy had insisted Harry focus on setting the table for them while he went to answer the door. Just in case. A scary 'Just in case'. One of many to come.

But Harry could hear Eggsy conversing with the delivery person from the dining room, one who'd obviously been here before as she cooed over J.B. a little by name before turning her attention back to Eggsy, who she also called by name. And the way she was talking was just flirty enough that Harry felt irked by it. Pregnancy hormones flaring up, no doubt, but still...it was tempting to go over there and stake some sort of claim to make sure the woman didn't do it in the future.

But Eggsy took care of things as he thanked her for the food as he and his man were both starving, the door closing a moment later before the girl could give any sort of verbal response beyond a muffled goodbye.

"I might have ordered too much but I figure you're eatin for two now and it ain't like we've ever had problems finishin off leftovers." Eggsy announced as he came into view, bags in hand. "Ya want ta start divvying stuff up and I'll go and get us some drinks? Wot do ya want by the by seein as-well I guess a mum of a grand high dominant don't have ta worry bout not drinkin while preggers, huh?"

"Probably not, but I'll have ginger ale all the same."

"Sounds good ta me." Setting the bags on the table Eggsy leaned over and up to give Harry's cheek a kiss and then off he went in the direction of the door leading to the kitchen.

Turning his attention to taking the various cartons out of the bags Harry had to agree that Eggsy was very right in thinking that he'd ordered far too much. Though he hadn't eaten much all day and now that he was smelling and looking at all this food...and he was eating for two...

Right. Fuck it.

Loading up his plate with glee Harry said to hell with worrying about calories or still looking good at his age. He'd seen what he'd look like in the future thank you very much, and if one couldn't overindulge a little while pregnant than when could one?

Eggsy, wisely, did no more then smile when he caught sight of Harry's plate.

Once Eggsy had set their drinks down Harry handed over Eggsy's plate and then took his seat, Eggsy joining him shortly with a plate just as full as Harry's.

Oh to have his metabolism.

Though Eggsy had looked very good in those glimpses of their future too. No surprise since his mate had a young face to begin with.

"Wot?"

"Just thinking about the future. You'll look quite handsome when the silver starts coming in."

Eggsy grinned. "Likewise."

Lifting his glass Eggsy gave him another wink. "And we're gonna have the best lookin sprogs in the Guild, too."

"Colin might disagree with you."

Laughing, Eggsy toasted him again in agreement. "Though if he says that we can just point out that unless I was readin things wrong, his Oliver and our Lee will be given us the best lookin grandchildren in the Guild sometime down the road."

"You picked up on that too?"

"Yup." Eggsy grinned. "That'll be quite the show, when those two get mated and maybe married as well."

Married?

Eggsy sensed his surprise. "In that last image Lee was wearin a wedding ring as well as a mating bracelet. Keeping up my tradition, it seems. Even if he is the spittin image of you."

Looking at the braceleted hand that Eggsy waved in his direction Harry smiled at the reminder, pleased that their son would continue that tradition on too. He hoped that other members of their Guild would adopt it as well in the future. It would be a welcome change, to see the dominants claimed just as much as their omegas. Harry didn't think he was going too far out on a limb to assume that both his children would be trendsetters in their world. The dragon versions of George and Charlotte.

Shaking his head at the idea Harry returned to eating his dinner, his thoughts drifting around the idea of his children, mating ceremonies, and what the future held for all of them.

Out of nowhere Harry's thoughts turned and honed in on the idea that his son might choose to marry Oliver as well as go through the mating ceremony. Which, as gay marriage was now allowed in England, they could certainly do. It wasn't the norm of course, but Harry did know of some dragons who had opted to get married to their same sex mate once it was legally allowed in their countries in order to ensure their legal ties were recognized in the human world. Most didn't have ceremonies or wear rings-

Gaze drifting over in Eggsy's direction Harry considered the bracelet Eggsy had chosen to wear. Like a wedding ring. Eggsy seemed to see it that way. But it wasn't seen that way by the human world and in the eyes of that world he and Eggsy were...partners? Was that the correct term these days? Not important. Or at least not as important as the thoughts that were now entering his head as Harry's thoughts had leapt to how his children would be seen by that world.

He wasn't a female so in the human world's eyes Harry couldn't get pregnant or give birth. Records would have to be forged indicating that their children had been born via a surrogate. Lee from him, given their identical appearances, and then Diana from Eggsy's seed?

Harry's dragon did NOT like the idea of anyone being seen as HIS children's mother. His human side wasn't happy about it either.

"Harry? All right?"

Blinking, Harry worked up a smile. "Yes. I was just thinking about the arrangements we'll need to make. To hide the pregnancy and then claim Lee as ours."

Eggsy's face lit up. "Yeah. Though ya have a while yet before your suits won't fit ya."

Not something he would ever look forward to, except in this case. Though saying he had a while was exaggerating just a bit. Given that their pregnancies were only half as long as a human's, well he'd start showing a little in a matter of weeks. Thankfully he'd only look like he had a slight potbelly at most by the time he was 'full term'. Some women looked like they'd swallowed beachballs.

If he was willing to put his vanity aside and ignore the comments about his rapid weight gain Harry would, in theory, appear in public right up until the end with no one the wiser. Unless grand high dominants were a lot bigger than...shit.

"Wot?"

"What if grand high dominants are born a lot bigger than normal dragons?"

"Ya worried about wot people will think, specially since we ain't been together that long?"

No. Or at least he hadn't been until Eggsy had made him realize that the timeline for all this was going to paint them and the Kings in a very confusing and scandalous light. If Lee's gestation period was the same as most dragons then that, coupled with the fact that dragon children were born looking a great deal older than they actually were...well it would suggest that their 'surrogate' had been impregnated with Harry's child while he was still technically with King.

"Do you think he'd try to do that?" Harry wondered outloud, a new, horrifying thought occurring to him. "Chester. Do you think he would try to lay claim on Lee because in human eyes we were together when they think Lee would have been conceived?"

Eggsy's dragon was very much in his voice as he growled that Lee was his.

"I know. All dragons would know that. But the humans..."

"If he tries ta claim my son as his I'd have the right ta kill im. And I would." Reaching out Eggsy wrapped his hand around Harry's wrist, his eyes one hundred percent dragon. "Being Guild Master wouldn't save im by dragon law and we both know he wouldn't stand a chance in fuckin hell against me. I'd gut im, Harry."

"We'd gut him."

"Yeah."

The two shared a look of absolute agreement, Eggsy giving Harry's wrist a squeeze before retreating back to his side of the table.

"But you know he will try to find a way to use the timing to his advantage."

Eggsy face answered that question even before he stabbed his chopstick into a piece of orange chicken.

"Easy, Darling."

"I really want to stab im with one of these."

"If the time comes we'll use something a lot pointier. And bigger."

"Fuck yeah."

"And don't swear in front of our son. He might be able to hear you."

Eggsy snorted. "Did ya hear our children after they was almost blown up?"

"Oh I heard them. Hence me telling you to start watching your language." Pointing with one's chopstick was very rude, but in this case Harry was willing to overlook that. "Our children are not going to use that sort of language regularly."

"Well it was sort of a special occasion seein as they'd just defeated the fuckin Fae. Pardon my language." Eggsy tagged on, his insincerity obvious.

Harry aimed his most disapproving look in Eggsy's direction. One he'd have to hone to the best of his ability seeing as he was going to be a father soon. Practice did make perfect.

Practice he apparently needed since Eggsy didn't look fazed in the least.

"So what's say that once we finish-" Eggsy trailed off at the sound of his cell beeping. "Sorry. I have it set so that I'll be alerted if Rox texts or calls me. In case they get into trouble and need us."

"Are they all right?" Harry asked as Eggsy checked his phone.

"Yeah. She's just lettin me know that Percival finally broke down. Figures Serena'd be the one ta manage it."

"What do you mean?"

"Well Rox has been messaging me bout how hard Percival was takin everything. What the Keepers showed us. Said he was blamin himself because he didn't save his family in those memories, specially Matthew. Ya know ow close those two are. Way Rox tells it he threatened Stefan within an inch of his life if he didn't treat his baby brother right before those two got mated. Anyway he's been off since they got back from the meetin and nothin anyone was sayin ta im was getting through...and then Serena got on his case about it. The rest of em filled her in on account of her being out of the Guild loop and a known friend of ours. According ta Rox's latest message Serena needled Percival enough that he blew up at her, which was for the best."

"He's going to regret later that he yelled at her."

"Probably. But she can take it. All he did was curse a bit and yell. She'd do worse if crossed."

Harry couldn't argue with that.