A/N: Hello one and all! Still with me?

Like you all said, I continued this little ficlet. I've actually finished it and it has three parts. This is part two. The third one will come about two or three days after this.

I hope you like this. This is Stella's POV. Thanks!

ii.mommy

The only 'alone time' Mac and I have is during bedtime. He'd be at work all day and I would be tending to the house and kids – Dylan in school and Mara being awake longer. Sometimes, even at night Mac gets a call-out. he would be at work until noon.

Oh, the life of a cop's wife. Well, at least he doesn't stay at work overnight anymore unlike before the kids came.

We finally tucked our son Dylan in for the night. He kept on saying that he wasn't sleepy but it was really past his bedtime – although he doesn't have school tomorrow. Mara was sound asleep after a day at the doctors for one of her shots. She cried so much that it broke my heart. But later when we dropped by the lab, she was all laughs and smiles again. Lindsey's very fond of her, carrying her around during her break.

After I gave birth to Mara, Mac and I followed the doctor's order of… well, no sex for ten weeks. At least we tried to follow it. I thought I could wait that long; after all, taking care of a newborn is hard work. I knew Mac would badger me for some 'action' a few weeks after delivery.

But… the exact opposite happened. Blame it on overreacting hormones or whatever. I was the one who wanted the action. My body jumped every time his skin met mine. My sex drive went berserk and frustrated for – not ten – but twelve weeks!

When Mac Taylor stood his ground, he really holds on to it. And in all honesty, I couldn't complain. He spent time with our children as much as he could, learned to change diapers as well as making formula (I mix-feed). At times, he would be the one up for those two o'clock feedings. We would take turns but I must admit, I skipped my share of turns. I would've tended to Mara no matter how tired I was but he would always be one step ahead of me, saying, "I'll do it, sweetheart. Go back to sleep." I won't have the guts to admit this to him but every time he said that, it would make me melt inside.

Every time I make my moves on him, he would stop me. The farthest we got in that twelve weeks was… I guess you can call that groping. Dylan was in school, Mara was asleep, Mac was on his day-off and all the chores were done. We were on the couch, 'Meet Joe Black' forgotten on the TV, my hands were all over his back and his were under my shirt. Everything was going on so well until his hands squeezed.

Something warm and wet seeped through my shirt. "Oh damn, sweetheart I'm sorry," Mac apologized, pulling his hands from under my shirt. "It slipped from my mind."

You just have to thank lactation for ruining the mood. We spent the next five minutes laughing at the situation. Thank Mara's diaper change for ruining that.

I finally got some action when Mac came home after closing a very hard-hitting case – a case with children. He went straight to the kids' rooms to kiss them goodnight even waking up Dylan for a hug. Mac then went to bed with me, crying as he reached his peak. I just held him, comforted him as I would my own son, until he fell asleep.

Tonight, both of us were just feeling frisky. Gosh, we seem like two teenagers! Through the year since we've had children in the house with us, we've learned how to… first, keep quiet and also, work our way around Dylan's questions if ever we weren't so quiet. So far the 'looking for bugs' excuse had been working well. We have to think of new explanations once he grows a little older.

Both of us were at the verge of sleep when we heard a noise from the baby monitor. It started out as a soft whimpering then a few seconds after, it became a piercing cry. Mac asked, "What time is it?"

"Two o'clock," I mumbled. "Right on the money." I stood up and followed Mac out our bedroom to Mara's.

When we got there, Blue was sitting outside the door, head resting on his folded front legs. Dylan was standing in front of the crib. He saw us at the door and immediately said, "I didn't do it!"

Part three coming up…

Paly – yeah, me too. Although, I would like a guy like Mac beside me tee-hee…

MJ – borrowed the idea from my aunt and uncle – the bugs explanation, I mean haha.

Ladybrin – weeeelll, I tried to add a little spice on this one. You know I can't help it with SMACked. ;)

Mo – everything he does is cute and innocent. Only a matter of time though before he finds out what's really going on in his parents' bedroom XD

And oh… "Meet Joe Black" … I wonder why I used that movie… XD Anyone who figures out why gets a cookie!