Vicki was exhausted and hungry. She sighed as she pulled into a parking spot, lay her head on her seat and closed her eyes. Either being pregnant, lack of sleep or both had made her so tired she fell asleep. Awakened by Coreen tapping on her window nearly made her jump out of her skin.

"What time is it?" Vicki asked after rolling her window down as she stretched and yawned.

"It's nine, how long have you been out here?" Coreen asked noting that Vicki looked like hell.

"Since about four a.m., I think," Vicki answered. Thinking for a bit before telling her, she made Coreen's day when she told her to take the day off.

"I'm beat, I'm going to shower and sleep today, tomorrow is Saturday so have a long three day weekend, okay?" Coreen was giddy with excitement, hugged her boss through the window much to Vicki's chagrin and bounded back to her car. Vicki got out, headed upstairs and took a long hot shower. After grabbing a quick bite to eat, she laid down once more and fell into a deep sleep that was full of strange dreams. The strangest dream was of her and Henry, years down the road. She hadn't aged a day and they had not one but two children. She knew one was a boy and one was a girl but couldn't tell in her dream which one was older. They were happy and blissful, almost like a tv movie of the week. Vicki's next dream was more a dark dream rather than a nightmare. She dreamed that someone was trying to kill her children and Henry. She couldn't see their face but felt their presence and in the end, she woke up sweating and breathing heavily. Throwing back the sheet she had curled up under, she padded to the bathroom to wash her face. Coming up, again she saw Christina in the mirror.

"Damn! Is this going to become a habit with you?" Vicki asked as she spun around.

"No, I just wanted to say thank you for ridding the world of my body. The alliance was sending someone to reclaim it and I didn't want them to use it for anything. And I must warn you, one day someone will come for Henry and your children, you must be prepared," she told Vicki. Their children, as in plural..huh.. Staring at this spectral, sickening sweet Christina didn't make Vicki like her anymore than she had in real life.

"You're so truthful, I believe every word you say," Vicki spat out sarcastically.

"I know you dreamt it," Christina responded.

"Stay the fuck out of my head," Vicki warned.

"I didn't see it, someone else did, I'm just the messenger," she answered softly.

"Fine, thanks for the warning, now get out," Vicki told her then turned back to the mirror. She was feeling nauseous and didn't want this spectral Christina to see her vomit if she indeed start hurling without stopping.

"I will, be safe Victoria and keep my Henry happy and safe, peace be with you," and with that she was gone. Vicki stared at her reflection.

"He's my Henry," she said quietly after Christina was gone. Vicki decided it was time she showed him he belonged to her and no one else. She needed to get over herself and realize that Henry had every right to be confused about her pregnancy. She was confused as well and unwilling to believe it herself, why should she expect any less from Henry?

It was nightfall and well past sunset when Vicki arrived at Henry's condo. Deciding that she should knock in light of her departure the morning before, Henry opened the door before she could make contact. Amazingly, he was smiling at her.

"I knew you'd come back," he said sweeping her into his condo.

"Don't push it, mister," she replied trying to keep her guard up as much as possible.

Looking around, she asked tentatively, "So, where's Kate?"

"We've already hunted for the evening. Mike came over, waited for us to come back and they are going to be together for two hours."

"Two hours? Why just two hours?"

"Because, my love," Henry pulled her close breathing into her ear as he spoke and brushed his lips against her neck, hearing her blood pulse beneath the skin, "she's too young and new to be away for much longer than that." Vicki jerked back.

"Are you fucking kidding me? That's like a... baby..she has to be with you every two damn hours?"

"No, that's just a precaution," Henry pulled her close again. He sensed her strong desire for him and he was going to use that to his advantage.

"We are alone.." kiss, kiss.." for two hours.." kiss, lick, nibble..."we are totally,"..kiss, nibble, lick.."and completely,"...deeper kissing, touching, licking and biting softly,..."alone." That did it for Vicki and she nearly tore his clothes off along with her own. Shirts went flying, undergarments, jeans and anything else that created a barrier between them. Vicki's hands ran down his cool, hard, smooth chest, her mouth found his nipples hard and ready for her hot mouth. Henry's hands wandered down Vicki's sides and back up to cup her full breasts as he took one then the other in his mouth, laving his tongue around each hard nub, eliciting moans and cries of pleasure from Vicki. It had been far too long since they had made love. Vicki had things to discuss with Henry but now was not the time. Her body demanded release and until she got it, nothing else could be dealt with. Jumping into his arms, Vicki took over Henry's mouth as she crashed her lips onto his. His hard, quivering erection pressed into her wet opening. Vicki pulled up and tried to slide down onto him but Henry held back. His hands steadied her as he cupped her firm ass. He took her into his bedroom and laid her gently on his bed. Leaning over her, his arms held him up and Vicki drank in the sight of his firm muscular arms as they twitched beneath his weight.

"What are you waiting for?" Vicki asked in a deep husky bedroom voice.

"Vicki, I love you so much it hurts. I want to take care of you and our child for all eternity, will you let me?" Henry's eyes were dark and sexy, who could turn that down?

"Are you asking me to marry you?"

"If you want to call it that although I realize that marriage may not be for you, yes, I would like to. I'll even take a life-long commitment, no one else, just you and me, are you willing?" How dare he ask her things while she was so fucking hot for him? Yes, Henry Fitzroy, vampire, Duke of Richmond was one smooth and intelligent man.

"I love you too and I don't need a ring or a piece of paper for that, but if you want it, fine by me, not right away of course..hell I don't know Henry..can I tell you later? And, can we get back to the business at hand? We only have two hours you know?"

"I know...and thank you, I promise I will never give you cause to distrust me or doubt me, I give you my word as a royal," he said with a kiss.

"Great..now give me a royal fuck wouldja?" she told him playfully. Henry would give her as many as she wanted. He kissed her again and Vicki pressed herself against him wanting him inside of her in the worst way. Vicki's eyes rolled back in her head as he moved down to the valley between her heaving breasts. His tongue licked between them then circled each one until he found her nipples once more, pulling and stretching them as she arched her back and cried out. His hard length twitched against her thigh and the juncture between Vicki's lets got wetter, calling to his keen sense of smell. Henry's mouth continued it's downward pattern as he kissed her stomach, stopping longer than usual to listen as he put his ear to her. She groaned knowing he was listening to the baby. Henry smiled at her impatience then licked around her belly button darting his tongue into it bringing a giggle from Vicki, her stomach rolling with each little laugh.

"Just checking," he said softly. Vicki didn't mind that it was just that she was ready to explode and wanted him to take her there now. Finally, Henry's large soft hands parted her legs as his mouth found her soft, hot, wet mound. His tongue darted in and out at first, licked up one side and down the other before stopping to roll, twist and flick her sensitive nub. It didn't take much for Vicki to begin to spasm and cry out, her climax multiplied by Henry's deft talent. His fingers pumped her over the edge as his tongue finished the job. As he crawled up to enter her, Vicki said no and flipped him over on his back. She wanted to control this situation for a bit and control him she did. She mounted him slowly, teasing him as she slid down on his hard steely rod. Vicki groaned and shuddered at the sensation of his rock hard member filling her up, stretching her out and touching that spot inside that sent her into a cavern of sexual bliss. Once fully sheathed inside of her, Henry shuddered as Vicki began to rock verociosly, rubbing him in all the right ways. His tip rubbed Vicki inside of her tight, slick walls hitting that spot that made Vicki shudder with each deep, probing thrust of Henry's hardness. Henry's eyes rolled back in his head while Vicki pumped harder and harder, her nails digging into his chest where she balanced herself. Vicki cried out again and again as another round of tightening and releasing hit her hard, Henry felt her juices run out of her, onto his shaft and roll over his sack soaking the bed with their love. Henry bent up into a sitting position, held her and bit on her shoulder feeding from her as they completed the final journey together. Licking her wound and holding her close, Henry kissed her shoulder and buried his head in her chest. Vicki's panting while she recovered was all Henry could hear, her hands wound tightly into his brown curls, Henry's hands caressing Vicki's sweat soaked back. Looking up, Henry smiled at the look of contentment on Vicki's face knowing his matched hers.

"Think Mike can handle this?" Henry asked.

"I think he'll learn to love it," Vicki answered. After another wondeful session, they lay down together on the bed. Henry cradled Vicki in the crook of his arm as her hand draped lazily over his chest and her leg was thrown over his.

"Henry," Vicki said quietly, "I"m not sure I can do this whole mother thing." Vicki had never admitted any type of fear out loud to Henry.

"What kind of life could a child of mine have? It's not like I can cook or keep good hours, hell, I fight the supernatural for a living, what am I going to do?" Henry looked into the deep concern of her hazels eyes and knew she was truly frightened at the prospect of being responsible for another life.

"You mean, what are we going to do? Vicki, you don't have to do this on your own, I told you, I'm here and besides, if you ever decide to finally marry me well.."

"Well what? That sure as hell doesn't mean I'm turning into June Cleaver," Vicki snorted.

Henry laughed so hard he nearly cried.

"What the hell is so funny about that?" Vicki was up on her elbow looking down at him cackling.

"Vicki, you're so far from June Cleaver, you're the anti-June Cleaver and I for one wouldn't want you to change a bit," Henry said as he kissed her neck.

"Really? You don't want to change one thing about me," she asked cautiously.

"No," Henry replied honestly. Vicki lay back down and thought about that for a minute before repsonding.

"That is subject to change in the latter stages of pregnancy I'm afraid Henry," she said with a laugh.

"That's something I'm looking forward to and Vicki, out of curiousity, do you want a boy or a girl?"

Vicki hadn't thought about that, things had been too surreal.

"Shouldn't you be asking do I want a vampire or a human..??"