Witch68 - Yes! No accident baby but a happily planned child they had been trying for in Ace's last heats! Happiest parents! And I need to repeat myself over and over again too because they are the cutest! Just no other way to describe them! Love them so much. Thank you very much for all your comments and love to the stories!

What happened? What's the year? Oh god I disappeared for so long!? I have no excuses, I'm sorry everyone. Here is an update of this story as I'm working on correcting the next chapter for Our Perfect Family.

Ace has a noticeable baby-bump in this chapter, so give or take at least 22 weeks.

As always Thatch was the entertainment on deck, telling stories and doing tricks for everyone to see, making sure to move around so literally everyone could enjoy, no spots on the deck remained untouched by his fabulous presence.

It was in one of his tricks that he did a double backwards flip... tried to do a double backwards flip and stumbled into someone, hitting them with his elbow as he tried to re-gain his balance.

"I'm sorry dude, didn't see you trying to go pa-" He stopped as he saw Ace standing there and instantly worried as he saw the Omega rubbing over his baby bump. "Oh my god, Ace. Did I hit your belly? Are you okay? You're not hurt right? I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay" Ace said after a few seconds, waving him off with one hand while the other stayed resting on his belly where it usually was since he started getting bigger. "I should have said something, I knew you were running around the place, it was an accident and it wasn't that hard. I'm fine."

"Oh thank goodness" The chef wiped over his forehead and placed a hand on Ace's shoulder, "I thought I hurt y-"

A harsh slam echoed across the deck together with a yell from their captain, "SON! Control yourself!"

"I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL HIM!"

Everyone pulled out their weapons and made for their captain, someone had gotten aboard and was out for one of their brothers' lives, they wouldn't stand for that!

"It was just a little bump, Marco. It's oka-"

"HE TRIED TO HARM MY PUP-YOI! HE HARMED MY MATE! I'LL TEAR HIM TO SHREDS!"

No one could explain what the smell was that covered the deck, they didn't even wanne know. It made even those that it wasn't directed to tremble, some even fainted and it wasn't just the Omega's that were affected either, even the Alpha's couldn't handle it and backed off as much as possible.

They all watched, from a safe distance, as their first commander growled under Pop's hand. Body pressed against the deck, blue flames sprouting from him, unsure if it was because the pressure was injuring him or if he was trying to transform fully from his squished position.

It was however very clear who he had it out for. The Alpha was glaring daggers at their now deadly pale chef who was uselessly stuttering out incomprehensible words. Needing far to many tried to actually get some words out.

"A-Ace, Ma-rco, y-you're m-mate is-"

"Isn't he amazing~"

"Huh?" With difficulty he pulled his gaze away from Marco who was shredding up the adams wood under him with his talons and now clawed hands... definitely gone feral, oh god he's so dead. That's not just a feral Alpha. It's a Feral Alpha that's also a fucking Phoenix and the freaking first mate of the strongest man alive, oh lord at least give him a painless death. And... WHY WAS ACE BLUSHING AND HOLDING HIS CHEEKS!?

"So strongggg~" Ace sang, purring escaping him together with the obvious smell of happiness. He then rubbed along his bump, "Look at our Alpha, my Mate, your Papa. He'll protect us from everything!"

Gushing Ace was gushing over his mate as said mate was trying to kill him, doesn't he care? "I- I thought we were friends Ace!"

Ace only gave him a quick glance and a 'we are', before going back to admiring his strong handsome Alpha.

"LET ME GO, POPS!" Growling was mingling into the speech and Marco's voice dropped a few octaves, making him sound menacing and the angry screeching that many normally laughed at now didn't sound very fun anymore, "I NEED TO PROTECT MY MATE, MY PUP. NO ONE HURTS THEM. I'LL TEAR HIS LIMBS ONE BY ONE AND USE THEM AS FEED COW FEED-YOI!"

Even during it all one member laughed and fainted the next second Marco glared at him for one second. That last part was hilarious because it just sounded so silly and a lame threat but... Marco had his reasons... And he would go through with it probably if Pops let him go...
They now had a cow on the ship. Ace's personal cow. Marco's mate personal cow. Ace loved to drink various cups of milk through the day lately, specifically hot cocoas. But with the amount Ace drank, they had needed to get their own freaking cow onboard just for Ace because they couldn't stock up the amount of milk the raven drank even with all the extra stops they did for food. So even in his rage, Marco was still providing for his Mate and pup. Which was really fascinating and cute... if it was less deadly for their chef.

Thatch felt wet... maybe he peed his pants, maybe he didn't, maybe it was just the fear creating sweat or it was from getting cold cause his body knew it would soon breathe its last breath and was taking the less painful way out, self destruction.

He swallowed turning to Ace, his only hope with Pops not getting through to Marco for even a second.

"A-Ace."

"Hmmmmm?"

He didn't even look at him, c'mon Ace! Please! "Can you- Can you calm Marco. P-please. He-'ll kill me."

"Protecting our pup."

"Y-yea, by killing me!" Thatch peeped in a high pitch. "I-I can't make y-you hot cocoas if I'm dead."

"... What?"

Finally, finally Ace turned to look at him, a confused look in his eyes. Okay okay Thatch, you have his attention, you pulled the Omega away from his fascination for the Alpha, now GO! "Y-yea. You like my-y hot cocoas right? They-'re good, no one- no one can make them as good, right?"

"I like yours."

"Yes! S-so." he swallowed, "If your mate... protects your pup. Y-you know, kills me..." he took a breath, he needed to be firm... and hope Ace won't cry because then he's dead twice over, "I can never make you a single hot cocoa again!"

Ace looked at him for a moment before turning to Marco, and back to him. This went on a few times before he nodded and started to walk towards the still growling blond.

Kneeling in front of the first commander, Ace held out his arms, no fear for the blond who was still spewing death treats and destroying the deck, angry blue fire all around. "Huggie? Please. I want to scent you."

This was Ace's plan? Thatch pulled at his hair. Ace spoke so soft he wasn't even sure the blond had heard it over the growling and... IS POPS RAISING HIS HAND! HE'S GOING TO DIE! Tears escaped him as his end was nearing fast, only... nothing happened?

Opening his eyes that he had closed without noticing and stopping his screams for dear life, that the also didn't realize he had been making, he looked at the scene just in time to see Marco wordlessly get onto his knees and crawl the few steps to Ace.

Having stopped growling, Marco put one arm around his mate while the other was used to gently caress Ace's bump, exactly on the spot where Thatch's elbow had hit.

While letting the Omega rub over him as he wished, the blond was still glaring daggers at the chef, watching his every move over Ace's shoulder. He wasn't in the clear yet.

Carefree Ace who loved the protectiveness didn't mind and enjoyed himself as he rubbed himself all over the Phoenix's body, nuzzling every part to not only leave his own scent but to get the Alpha's scent on himself. He loved the smell the other was emitting now, it made him feel safe, protected from all danger.

After a few minutes Ace pulled away, looking straight at Marco and smiled, "I love youuuuuuuu~" giggling he hugged him again, kissing his neck and scent glands before pulling back again to see those lovely blue eyes, "My perfect mate!" He added and puckered his lips.

Seeing the most beautiful being in front of him, emitting the happiest scent combined with his own, Marco couldn't help but let the mean look vanish. Raising a hand to caress raven locks and lowing it to cradle cheeks dusted in little spots. "I love you too my little Omega" he spoke with a warm kind voice and smiled, leaning in to briefly kiss Ace's lips before mirroring his speech, "My perfect mate."

He held his Omega happily as the other barrelled into his chest, not only hearing, but also feeling the purring coming off of him. He let out the softest purrs just for his mate to hear as he rested his nose in the raven hairs, relaxing with every breath as he smelled his pregnant Omega's happiness.

By now far away, Thatch was making his way to his room to get a much deserved rest, blessing whatever being was out there that he didn't get murdered. And Ace will forever get all the cocoas he wanted and above all that, he'll no longer tolerate any more jokes about the Omega's personal cow. That cow saved him as much as Ace did.