Addison's POV

I lay there breathlessly for several minutes cuddled up against Zed's chest, his fingers mindlessly playing with one of my curls as he buries his nose against my scalp. I take in a deep breath, his scent fills my nostrils and I sigh contently as my body calms and relaxes further. I can feel my eyes getting heavier by the second. He chuckles from my dramatic sigh and kisses my head affectionately. I close my eyes, just to rest them for a minute.

When I open them again, I feel extra groggy and the room is significantly darker. And when did I pull the comforter around myself? I stretch my arms and realize Zed's not in bed with me either.

"Zed?" I call gently. No answer. I glance over and nearly jump out of my skin when I see what time it is.

"I fell asleep for 2 hours?!" I exclaim, throwing the comforter off myself and quickly putting on some clothes.

"You ok Addy?" I hear Zed's voice call up the stairs. I don't bother yelling back since I'm heading down to him anyways. He's waiting at the bottom for me with a concerned expression when I finally emerge from my bedroom. I run down the stairs and immediately wrap my arms around his torso for a tight hug. He chuckles and hugs me back, kissing my head like he had before I, apparently, fell asleep.

"Why did you let me fall sleep?" I grumble into the fabric of his soft cotton button-up shirt.

"You needed it! I'd worn you out from all our activities earlier." He teases. I glance up at him to see his eyebrows wiggle. I giggle and pull back to place a hand over my stomach.

"I think it was more from our little one than you." I tease back. He puts his hand over his heart in feigned offense.

"Ooo ouch!" He jokes. I giggle and lightly punch his arm just as my belly decides to gurgle in hunger. Zed doesn't miss it and grabs my hand to walk me to the kitchen. I'm surprised by how much food Zed was preparing.

"What's all this for?" I question. He lets out a laugh like I'd told a joke. When I gave him a confused look, his face falls in surprise then leans down to kiss me and smiles.

"For when your parents get home." He reminds me softly. I instantly stiffen.

'Oh shit! That's right!' My mind screams. Zed has to feel my anxiety, so he wraps me in a gentle embrace and rubs my back comfortingly.

"Hey, relax! Everything's gonna be fine Baby!" He assures me. Grab ahold of him, fisting clumps his shirt in my hands as I take in a whiff of his scent to calm myself again and breath out my mouth.

"You're right." I agree quietly. "Hopefully." I smile up at him.

"Aren't I always right?" He asks.

"Always." I agree sarcastically, leaving him being fake offended again to check out what food I can eat.

XxX

After running upstairs to change into something more presentable than Zed's old t-shirt, slightly dressy for the occasion to match Zed, I return downstairs. I ate a small bowl of cauliflower brains to save a little appetite for when my mom and dad get home in a couple hours. I poked at the few remaining morsels in my bowl with my elbow propped on the counter, my mind racing over the possibility of what could happen tonight.

"So," Zed starts, setting down his spatula, "since you've been silently sulking about it this whole time you've been eating, what do you wanna do?" I glance up at him through my lashes. He has on a warm smile that shows he's willing to support me with whatever decision I make. I sigh and sit up off my elbow.

"Should we just tell them?" I ask.

"Sure!" He agrees supportively.

"Ripping off the bandaid is the best way to just get it over with, right?" I reason.

"Yeah...?" He draws out like a question.

"I mean, they are the two people I'm most worried about telling." I continue, barely even listening to his responses.

"Right." He says, narrowing his eyes at me as I keep debating with myself.

"Well, I'm a little nervous to tell your dad, but he has always been so supportive of us! I can't see him getting upset. And I know Zoey is going to be excited."

"Addy?" Zed decides to interrupt me.

"Yeah?" I ask, finally looking up at him. He lets out a sigh and shakes his head, walking around the bar to give me a hug, resting his head on my shoulder.

"Everyone is going to be excited. You need to stop stressing." He runs one hand down my chest to gently rub my belly. "It's not good for our little one."

I turn my head and smile at him. "Ok. I'll relax." I place my hand over his on my stomach. "For the baby." Zed acts offended again.

"I'm hurt! Nothing's for me anymore?" He asks. I wrinkle my nose and shake my head sarcastically at him.

"Nope! Nothing!" I tease, rubbing my nose against his for an eskimo kiss. He chuckles and pecks my lips.

"Honey! We're home!" I stiffen when I hear my mother's voice at the front door.

"We're in the kitchen Mom!" I yell in response. Zed kisses my cheek lightly and heads back to stirring the food on the stove. My mom and dad rush in to engulf me in a tight group hug as soon as I'm in view.

"Oh Sweetie, we've been so worried about you all week!" My mom cooed as she petted my hair.

"I've been fine Mom, really!" I glance over their shoulders at Zed who smiled and turned back to the stove to finish the food. Dad has to basically pry Mom off of me as the minutes grew longer and longer.

"Come on Dear! She said she's fine!" Dad tries to coax her. My mother clears her throat and quickly straightened her hair and clothes, standing up right to waving Dad off.

"Right, right! So how was your week Honey? Fairly uneventful?" Mom asks.

"Yeah! Uneventful!" I agree too quickly, my parents look at each other then back at me with a raised brow. I gulp and let out a nervous laugh, hopping off my seat with a smile and make my way around to Zed's side.

"Done!" He exclaims, then turns to give me a quick kiss on the cheek before facing my parents. "Dinner is served!" His smile is bright and contagious.

"Great! I'm starved!" My dad yells and rushes to the table. Mom follows him, smiling at Zed and I as she sits in her seat.

"You two planned this, didn't you?" She asked in suspension. Zed wraps a supportive arm around my waist and smiles brightly at them.

"Yeah! We thought you might be tired from traveling, so 'dinner in' sounded like a good plan!" He explained.

"That was very thoughtful! Thank you!" Mom replied gratefully.

I helped Zed plate the chicken fajitas and carry them to the table. "Wow! This looks delicious! You cooked this all by yourself?" Mom asks. Zed has pulled my chair out for me and was just seating himself.

"Oh, Addy has showed me how to make this before! I actually started it during her nap." Zed explained as he picked up his fork to dig in. Dad bursts out in a laugh.

"Addy? Nap? Ha! I haven't heard those two words in the same sentence since she was a toddler!" He laughed shaking his head.

"Dale!" Mom scolded for embarrassing me, then turned back to Zed and I. "She's been sick! I'm sure she's still recovering!" She smiles and I gulp down my bite, offering a nervous smile in return. Zed gently grasps my hand on the table. I glance over and he gives me a nod with his own small smile.

I take a deep breath and hold his hand tightly for support. "Actually, we have something to tell you guys." I start. Zed interjects briefly.

"Something exciting!" He corrects with a wink at me. I sigh, my smile returning.

"Oh really?" Dad asks with a bite of food still in his mouth as he chewed. Mom elbowed his lightly in annoyance of his crudeness. "What?" He asked as if he hadn't done anything wrong. Mom rolled her eyes with an aggravated sigh then shook her head as she look back at us fondly.

"Ok, what's the news?" She urges us to continue. I look over at Zed one more time for a boost of courage. I turn back to them.

"I'm pregnant." I just spit it out. I glance back and forth between their faces, waiting for what felt like an eternity for their reaction. I squeeze Zed's hand nervously, his thumb rubs over mine comfortingly.

"Oh my god." Mom says, tears welling up in her eyes. Dad suddenly stands and marches around the table, Zed standing as he approaches. I timidly stand too when Mom does. She rushed to Dad's side. I peak around Zed, holding onto his arm in fear of a poor reaction. Then, both Zed and I are wrapped up in hugs. Dad grabbed Zed and Mom grabbed me.

"Oh my god Sweetie!" Mom was now crying, hugging me tight. I hug her back and release the breath I didn't know I was holding, glancing over to see Dad had pulled back to shake Zed's hand.

"Welcome to the family, Zed! More officially!" He says with a wide grin.

"Thank you Sir!" Zed returns.

"I'm gonna be a Grandma!" Mom yells over everyone as she holds me. I laugh.

"It's ok, Mom! You're gonna make me cry!" I comfort with watery eyes. She pulls back and holds me by the face for a moment, then kisses my cheek.

"My baby is gonna have a baby! How could I not cry?" She asks rhetorically. I let out a happy laugh as a few stray tears trickle down my face. I hug my mom tight again, letting all the relief wash my worry and stress from earlier away. A feeling of pride fills my chest and it makes me glance over at Zed who is watching me with a wide smile. I let my mom go to quickly hug my dad, then return to Zed's side. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and kisses the top of my head.

"Ok! Come! Sit, sit, sit!" Mom instructs, motioning for all of us to follow her to the living room. Dad is close behind her but Zed and I leisurely follow.

"Told you I was right." He whispered. I giggle and hug his side a little tighter. He was right. And honestly, he always is. Everything always works out in the end when it comes to him. 'Us.' I correct myself. Another wave of tears hits me as I turn my head to sob into his chest. He hugs me tight and kisses my hair. He can feel these are tears of joy, not sadness, so he lets me cry it out a little.

"Addy? Are you ok Honey?" Mom calls in worry. I sniffle back my crying and wipe my eyes.

"Yeah Mom! We're coming!" I reply. Zed stops me before I can turn to walk in the room, cradling my face in his hands and wiping away the remaining moisture before kissing me hard. I sigh against his lips and gladly welcome the affection.

"I love you." He whispers when we pull back.

"I love you too." I breath. He kisses my forehead and takes me by the hand as we make our way to the living room to talk more with my parents.

XxX

They had insisted Zed stay the night again, since that had been the plan before their early return home anyways, then had him arranged to have breakfast with his family to break the news. I was now laying on Zed's chest, creating invisible circles on his bare skin with my finger. His own fingers twirling a couple of my curls as we cuddle on my bed with his nose in my hair.

"Does it feel weird to sleep in here with me, since my parents know what we could be doing?" I ask, knowing how awkward I was feeling. He chuckles and kisses my forehead.

"I guess it's a little weird, but I'm pretty sure they knew we were intimate before. Just like, maybe not in their house." He jokes, making me laugh lightly.

"If only they knew the extent of it." I noted, then shivered with disgust. Zed snickers.

"Yeah, let's keep the details between us." He teased with a smirk. I stretch up to give him a kiss.

"Agreed." I tease back, returning to my cuddling position and pulling the covers over us for bed. "I love you."

"I love you too, Addy." He replies lovingly.

"Goodnight." I say with a yawn. He kisses me on the head.

"Sweet dreams, ag garziga." He whispers softly. I snuggle the slightest bit closer to him that I possibly could and start to drift into dreamland from the comfort of his arms.

XxX

I rouse from my sleep slowly, allowing myself to stretch with a sigh even though Zed still had his arms wrapped around my torso like unmoving vices. I guess either my noises or movements start to wake him as he tightens his hold and tries his best to curl around my body and bury his face in the crook of my neck. I giggle and kiss his cheek affectionately. He loosens his arms and slightly lifts his head to look at me sleepily.

"Good morning, Sleepyhead." I greet quietly. He snorts and drops his head back on the pillow dramatically, causing me to giggle again but I don't fuss with him. I'm in too much euphoria to even play argue. My parents had taken the news so well last night that I'm overly excited to tell the rest of the world about our little bundle of joy.

I roll onto my back, looking down at my still flat stomach with a soft smile. I feel Zed shift beside me so I glance up at him. He had a sweet smile on his lips then moves his hand, ever so gently, to sprawl over my belly to rest there as he leans down to kiss me softly. Our lips linger together, my hands finding their way to his neck and hair, his find my hips as he hovers over me.

I can feel the love he's pouring out to me through our kiss and I do the same back. Our connection fueling our affections. He slid his hands up my thighs to hike up my nightgown and hooked his thumbs on my panties before sliding them off. I don't allow him to break our kisses as he does, our tongues occupied in a heated battle for dominance.

He nudges my legs apart so he can settle between them, wasting no time as he pushes his pajama pants down his hips and freeing his erect member. I reach between us and caress his shaft, a shiver shooting up his spine from my soft touch. I guide him to my entrance and he quickly thrusts into me. I gasp against his lips from our suddenly oneness.

We keep our mouths connected, desperately clinging to one another as our hips thrust in harmony. His kisses muffling my moans and cries of pleasure. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and run one hand down his back, his muscles ripple beneath my fingers and it feels so erotic that it sends me over the edge. But Zed's not done yet. He continues his sweet rhythm without missing a beat.

"Mmm, Addy. That was pretty quick Baby." He says in a low teasing tone that made my coil tighten again. He leans down beside my ear, so close that his lips brush the shell of my ear, and whispers, "I gotta keep you quiet or you'll wake your parents." The thought of the danger sends a wave of fear and excitement though me.

Without another word, he sits upright and flips me over so my face is pressed into the pillow and swiftly reinsert. Effectively taking my breath away. "Mmm." Zed moans low, I could swear it's almost a growl but I just shove my face in the pillow to keep quiet.

"Ah! Ah!" My cries is muffled. His pace quickens, his hands gripping tightly to my hips to meet his thrusts. He leans down so his front is pressed against my back, placing a open mouth kiss on my mark. My entire body shudders as another orgasm wracks through me. I hear another growl behind me.

"Addiska." He moans my name in zombie tongue. My head tilts to the side and my eyes catch his darkened ones over my shoulder.

"Zed." I breath out a moan of exhaustion as I come down from my second orgasm and he still continues his torturous rhythm that keeps me reeling.

"Raga za zig, ag garziga." (A little more, my love.) He pants out. His rough voice makes me whimper and he's hitting the perfect spot.

"Oh. Yeah. Right there." I tell him, trying my best to keep quiet with my own panting and moans.

"Mmm." He growls his appreciation, a little too loudly.

"Shh! Zed!" I scold in a whisper. He returns his lips and tongue to my shoulder in response as protest. "Gah!" I cry out, a chill coursing though me.

"Gor ro garziga ha ra." (Let me love on you.) He growls in my ear, gripping my hips tight again and pulling me into his thrusts. I gasp. His grunts and groans make me even hotter. I'm climbing back up that all too familiar ridge.

"Ah! I'm gonna cum again." I moan. "Zed, cum with me." I beg, trying my best to keep quiet.

"Rrrr!" He growls loudly as his pace quickens and he starts to pound into me. I bury my face in the pillow as I scream out in pleasure and Zed's not far behind me, growling again as he releases inside me. He collapses over my back, both of us are panting heavily as we lay there trying to catch our breath.

My eyes lazily open to see his features returning to normal. Then suddenly, his head shoots up and he quickly rolls off of me to pull the covers over us. I sit up to ask about his panic but a bang on the door stops me. I turn over just as my dad barges in wearing his pajamas and robe.

"Addy?! Zed?! Are you two ok?! I heard a feral zombie growling!" My dad exclaims in a panic. My face is burning from his declaration, thankful we are still half dressed so there's not that embarrassment I'd have to live through.

"Dad! Everything's fine! We were just, um, playing around." I assure him with the insinuation so he will hopefully get the hint.

"Oh. Oh! OH!" There he's got it. Now his face was covered in a bright red blush. "Um, I'll just, uh, leave you two alone then!" He said, awkwardly backing out of my bedroom and slamming the door behind himself.

Zed chuckled and leaned over into my side to rest his chin on my shoulder. "I don't think I've ever seen your parents in anything other then suits and dresses." He muses. I laugh from his irrelevant observation.

"Really? That's what you're worried about?" I ask in disbelief. He chuckles again.

"I'm not worried!" He disagrees. "It's just weird seeing the Chief of the Zombie Patrol in his pjs." He explains.

"Yeah, that was weird for you." I reply sarcastically. "You didn't hear your daughter and her boyfriend getting freaky in bed!" Zed scrunches his nose and playfully tackles me flat onto the bed.

"You're right. We should practice being quieter." He teases with a wink. I roll my eyes and pull him down for a quick kiss.

"We need to get dressed. We're supposed to meet with your dad and Zoey soon." He pouts in fake annoyance and flops off of me onto his back. I giggle and head for the bathroom to get a shower before starting to get ready, Zed following close behind to join me.