Disclaimer: I do not own any of the CSI NY characters, but Zoey is all mine!

A/N: Hey guys! I managed to sneak in some writing time this week. One of my profs actually talked about nothing for 2 hours, right after she took attendance in a 4th year class of 110 students…the only thing that got me through was the fact the CSI NY would be on tv as soon as I got home. Once I start my internship, time will be tighter, but I'll try to keep updating regularly until I finish…I have a few more ideas for this 

dddynamite – glad you like it!

kasmith101 – I tried to make Flack's mom likeable. A lot of mom's get 'baby fever' LOL

demolished-soul – Wow, 14 and she's pushing for grandkids? My mom said no dating until I was 16 ;)

The Little Corinthian – Hmm, I suppose I could do joint custody. I completely agree with him having a day off…We will have to compare our schedules! Plotting mothers, aren't they the greatest? And I would pay good money to have seen the look on your face when your mom asked your boyfriend that…teehee VERY true about not picking your gene pool, I can sympathize…

wingsofabutterfly86 – I call my dad's mom Nana. She's very Nana-ish 

Miss Higher Power – Thanks! I have to admit, I have been neglecting the DL in recent chapters, but I promise there is some coming in the near future.

chili-peppers – Flack totally strikes me as the kind of guy who would have an over bearing mom, but the sweet kind of overbearing that you cant really get mad at.

snowbear96 – they do belong together 

pucktofaerie – Thanks for the compliments! Glad you like it 

Chapter 9

"You came solo?" Zoey asked as Flack came up beside her at the luggage carousel.

"Ya, I lost him on Wednesday, sorry." He winked before giving her a kiss. "He's with my parents."

"Your parents?" She asked, surprised.

"Ya, my mother is in love. I can barely get her to let him come home with me." Flack chuckled.

"So the week went well? You don't look too tired, and you're both still alive, so it couldn't have been that bad." Zoey laughed as she spotted her bag on the carousel.

"I got it." Flack said stepping towards her bag. "It went well. I mean, we survived. I don't think he liked my cooking, but he ate. He went to school everyday, even though he did try to bribe his way out of it. I stood strong."

Zoey laughed. "Well, good on your part to resist giving into a 7 year old."

"You laugh, but you know how he is. How could you not have warned me?" he teased.

"Hmm, must have slipped my mind… Did he use the clean the bathroom bribe?" she smiled as they made their way out of the airport.

"He did! A lot! That's the one that usually gets you, huh?"

"Oh ya. Hard to turn down a bathroom cleaning."

"Me, it was breakfast. He said he'd make the toast while I slept 5 more minutes. He can find your weaknesses and then he goes in for the kill." He told her as her put her bag in the trunk of his car.

"He knows how to get what he wants. He'll go far in life." She chuckled as Flack started the car.

"Enough about us boys, how was your week?" he asked as he leaned in to kiss her again.

"It wasn't bad." She responded once they pulled apart. "It was interesting to hear other's approaches to intervention. I won't bore you with the details. But I did go to a nudist beach."

Flack glanced at her quickly with raised eyebrows before putting his focus back on the road. "I didn't think that was…uh…your, uh…thing?" he swallowed hard.

"Ok, you can get that mental picture out of your head, because it's not my thing." She chuckled.

"You can't go to a nudist beach just to watch. Aren't there rules against that?" he asked curiously.

"Well, I took my top off, but that's it. It was weird enough, trust me." She said seriously. "The guy that took us explained the rules."

"The guy?" he looked at her again. "What guy? You took your shirt off with a guy?"

"Oooo, look at you! Your little green monster rearing his ugly head, Don? Relax. If you're as nice as this guy was, maybe I'll take me top off for you too."

Flack's head snapped over to her. "Seriously?" he smirked.

Zoey gave him an innocent look and shrugged her shoulder. Flack could feel his pants get a little tighter. 'Great…and we have to go to my parents' house…'

Xxxxxxxxxxxx

"So, Ryan likes them?" Zoey asked stepping out of the car.

"He does." Flack smiled. "I have to warn you. He calls them Nana and Poppa."

"You're kidding?" she asked. "His idea! Because I didn't say anything…" she was mortified at the thought of her son being so forward with Flack's parents.

He laughed. "No, it's my mother's doing. Don't worry. I should also mention she is loving this grandmother stuff, and according to my father, she's planning for more."

"More?" Zoey asked as Flack knocked on the door.

"Ya. More grandkids. As in, you and I, having kids. Lots of them." He sighed.

The door swung open revealing Katherine with a huge smile on her face. "I'm so glad you guys are here! Perfect timing, dinner is almost ready. Here, let me take your coats. How was your flight dear?"

"Oh, it was fine. Thank you." Zoey smiled.

"Momma!" Ryan called as he came running down the hall. "I missed you!" he exclaimed as her jumped into her arms.

"Oh honey, I missed you too!" she replied giving him a hug. "Did you have fun with Don this week?"

"I did! And, I have a Nana and a Poppa now!" he smiled.

"I know! Don told me. That's very exciting!" she replied.

"We did lots of stuff while you were gone. Nana even let me and Don sleepover last night. It was so fun!"

"Ok sweetheart, why don't you take your mom to the living room. Let her sit down. Remember she's been working while she was gone, so she's probably a lot more tired than usual." Katherine smiled.

"Do you need help with dinner?" Zoey asked before following Ryan.

"No no, you go sit and relax. He missed you more than he'll admit…actually, they both did." Katherine winked. Flack blushed as Zoey smiled.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxx

"I think we should send him to your parents more often. Tires him out." Zoey whispered in the elevator.

"It's been like this all week." Flack smiled. "I liked it." He commented as he shifted Ryan's weight in his arms.

"He's always been a good kid. Never one of those crazy kids that run around yelling, won't go to bed, throwing things…" she laughed as they stepped off the elevator. "I hope they are all like that."

"You planning for more?" Flack asked, a bit surprised.

"Of course! I always wanted five kids. So I've got one down, four more to go." She smiled. "How could you not?"

"Please don't' tell my mother that. She would never let it go." Flack pleaded.

"What about you?" she asked. "You want kids?"

"Uhh…well…maybe not 5, but ya, eventually I guess." He replied nervously.

"It's ok Don. I'm not going to kick you out because you don't want a 'team' of kids." She laughed.

He looked at her nervously before putting Ryan down in his bed. Zoey put her hand on his arm.

"Seriously Don." She told him.

"I just never really stopped to think about it. Didn't think I was the type. But, you know, he kinds makes me think I could do it." Flack blushed looking down at Ryan while Zoey changed him into his pjs.

"You're really good with him. And he loves you Don. Even though he doesn't really say it, he does." Zoey smiled at him.

"Do you think, if we, uh, had kids…they'd be liked that?" Flack as ked nervously. "You know…good?"

Zoey laughed. "I don't know. I was actually thinking about that when your mom was telling us your childhood horror stories."

"I enjoyed life is all…I had an active imagination." He defended.

"I think you'd have girls anyways. Just so it would drive you crazy." She said as she shooed him out of Ryan's room and flicked off his light. "It's called payback."

"Figures." He muttered, but secretly, he was happy Zoey had given it some thought.

"You want to spend the night?" she asked blushing nervously.

Flack's heart leapt in his chest. "You offering?" he smirked.

"Well, you've been here all week anyways. You can wake up tomorrow morning with Ryan so I can sleep in." she grinned.

"Ah hah, an ulterior motive." He teased, stepping up to her, pinning her between him and the kitchen counter. He placed his hands on either side of her, boxing her in. He bent down and started kissing her neck.

"I remember mentioning something about being nice and tops coming off…" she replied her eyes closed, enjoying the attention she was getting.

"Hmm, I seem to remember the same thing…" he said between kisses.

She responded by grinding her hips against his. Flack moaned into her neck. This was the longest he'd ever waited to have sex in a relationship. 'This is gonna be so good.' He thought as she took his hand and led him to her room.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Momma?" Ryan said quietly from the doorway of Zoey's room. Flack and Zoey were sound asleep. Ryan smiled when he saw Flack was there too. 'Just like Bobby said, after dinner they have sleepovers, then I get a dad!"

He padded over to Flack's side of the bed. He carefully began to climb into bed. Flack felt the tugging and woke up. He saw Ryan trying to climb into bed. "Hey buddy," he whispered. "are you ok?"

"I had a bad dream. Can I sleep with you?" he whispered back.

"Sure, come on." Flack smiled. Ryan climbed up with Flack's help and snuggled in between Zoey and Flack. He sighed contentedly as he drifted to sleep.

Flack stayed awake to watch Zoey and Ryan sleep. He smiled to himself. 'Ya, I'm in love…'

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"So you woke up to Ryan and Flack in bed with you?" Lindsay asked, wide eyed.

Zoey nodded.

"Oh my God! That's adorable." She squealed.

"That's what I thought. I'm so happy Linny. I can't believe it." Zoey smiled.

"Ok, keep that happy feeling going when I tell you this, ok?" Lindsay said.

"Well…when you start it off like that…I get worried." Zoey's brow furrowed.

"Danny asked me to move in with him and I said yes." She said quickly.

"Are you serious? Lindsay, that's amazing!" Zoey squealed.

"Really! I was worried you'd be upset because of the rent and stuff. So before you say anything. I want to keep my room for another couple months, just in case." She said seriously.

"That is so typical you." Zoey laughed. "But sure. That's fine."

"Great, maybe by then, you and Flack can move in together." Lindsay winked.

"Don't get ahead of yourself." Zoey chuckled, glancing at her watch. "I gotta get back to school. Thanks for lunch."

"No problem." Lindsay replied. "We'll talk later?"

"Ya, you still want Ryan for the weekend?"

"Yup! Danny's been dying to take him to the zoo." Lindsay smiled. "Just an excuse for him to go, if you ask me."

"Ok, we'll chat later!" Zoey laughed.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"What you got Monroe?" Flack asked as Lindsay began walking away from the body.

"It looks like there's a –" Lindsay was interrupted by Flack's police scanner going off in his car.

Attention all units. 10-32. H.S 79 at 116th and 1st. Shots fired, hostages reported with possible casualties. All available units please respond.

Lindsay's face went pale as she turned to Flack. His face was unreadable. It took him a moment before he started running towards his car.

"Danny! Stop him!" Lindsay yelled. Danny managed to wrestle Flack to the ground as Lindsay grabbed his keys.

"Let me go! I gotta get there!" he snapped angrily.

"Danny's driving." Lindsay gave Danny the keys.

"Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?" Danny asked as he started the car.

"The 10-32 is at Zoey's school." Lindsay said quietly as she eyed Flack in the backseat.

"Jesus…" Danny muttered flicking on the sirens.