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Mac had been sick with the flu the whole weekend because he had gotten the bug from his lover. He was feeling better now but not one hundred percent. However, he didn't need to feel one hundred percent to do what he was going to do to his older lover. With a wicked smile he took out the handcuffs from the nightstand drawer. The redhead was still asleep and before Mac did anything to him, he put his hand over the belly and felt their baby's movement.

Horatio was 23 weeks pregnant now and his belly was slightly bigger than what people had expected. Horatio's Doctor Melinda Carter had said that their baby was lying forward and therefore pushing the belly out so it grew bigger. If there were two babies in there then one of them was very good at hiding. Neither Mac nor Horatio thought it was two babies in there. But Don, Sheldon and Ryan seemed pretty sure that there was one hiding behind the other baby.

Horatio stirred and mumbled something incoherent. Mac smirked and grabbed his lover's arms. He handcuffed his wrists to the headboard and then straddled him. Horatio woke up when Mac kissed him on the lips softly. He opened his eyes and tried to move his arms only to find out that he was cuffed. Mac grinned at him.

"Well, this is one way to wake me up." Horatio said.

"You will be very awake when I'm through with you." Mac grinned.

He slid lower down his lover's body and started stroking his growing erection. Horatio gasped and arched his back. Mac smirked and enveloped the head of the redhead's length with his mouth. Horatio cried out and started thrusting into Mac's mouth, but then Mac pinned him down to the bed.

"Uh, Mac."

Mac felt Horatio's throbbing manhood grow thicker and bigger in his mouth and he let his teeth grace against the sensitive skin. Horatio moaned and tried to thrust, but Mac's strong hands on his hips wouldn't let him. Mac took his lover's whole length into his mouth and groaned sending pleasure through the older man's body with the vibrations of his voice. Horatio closed his eyes and grabbed onto the headboard so hard his knuckles turned white.

"Mac!"

Mac tasted the redhead's pre-cum before letting his pulsating erection slip from his mouth. Horatio opened his eyes and looked down as the younger man straddled his thighs. Mac reached under the sheets to find the lube he had hidden there.

"You prepared for this." Horatio panted.

"Of course." Mac grinned proudly.

Mac stroked his own erection before pressing a lubed digit inside the older man. Horatio gasped and pushed back against Mac's digit. Mac groaned and stroked himself faster; he knew it turned the redhead on to watch him pleasure himself. Horatio eyed Mac's hand on his length and licked his lips.

Mac stopped stroking himself and slid down between Horatio's knees. He added a second digit inside the older man and started sucking on the head of his manhood again.

"Oh god, Mac!"

Horatio writhed on the bed in pleasure and couldn't decide whether to thrust into Mac's mouth or push back against his fingers.

"Ah, love!"

Mac hummed and moaned at the feeling of Horatio's thick length against his tongue. He used his free hand to fondle the older man's balls and by the sounds his lover was making Mac knew he was close to climax.

"Jesus!"

Horatio squirmed and felt his climax come closer. He knew he wouldn't last if Mac didn't pause soon. Mac knew it too and just before as he added a third digit he stopped. Horatio panted and looked down at his younger lover.

Mac waited for a few seconds before continuing to stretch his lover. Horatio moaned and pushed back against him.

"So impatient." Mac teased.

"You're such an imp." Horatio groaned.

Mac felt his own need to climax grow stronger and he lubed up his aching erection and positioned himself. He thrusted inside slowly and carefully after pulling his digits out. Horatio gasped and wrapped his legs around Mac's waist.

The younger man moaned at the sensation of being enveloped by the older man and waited for a moment to let Horatio adjust to him before he started thrusting.

"Uh Horatio!"

Mac thrusted slow to let the pleasure build. Horatio was writhing on the bed and Mac's nails dug into his lover's hips as he thrusted into him. With every thrust Mac nudged Horatio's prostate and sent pleasure running through the redhead's body.

"Mac, uh god!"

"Ah, H!"

Mac closed his eyes and started thrusting faster and harder; while still being careful not to hurt his lover. Horatio arched his back and cried out with Mac's every thrust. He could feel how close he was and knew from the way Mac's grip on his hips tightened, that the younger man was as well.

"Horatio, oh!"

Mac could feel his body tense and knew it would soon be over. However, he had other plans. Just as he felt himself get to the edge he pulled out and climbed out of the bed. Horatio panted and watched as Mac disappeared into the bathroom and turned the shower on.

"Mac?" He called out.

"Yes?"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Horatio asked.

"Taking a shower." Mac smirked.

"What?" Horatio exclaimed.

He was still handcuffed to the headboard and still aroused. His erection was throbbing and he knew he would kill his lover if he didn't come back soon.

"I'm taking a shower." Mac repeated.

"Oh come on! You can't leave me like this."

Mac poked his head out of the bathroom and grinned. Horatio glared at him. Mac walked back to the bed and kissed the redhead before removing the cuffs.

"Come and join me then." Mac winked.

Horatio didn't need to think twice about it and soon the two lovers were involved in some very steamy shower-sex.

-I-

Mac was worried. His lover had been forced to go to court to testify in a case from several months ago and Mac didn't like it. Everyone knew that the defendant's wife Missus Lacey Reardon hated the team for arresting her husband for murder. It didn't matter to hear that the case was airtight with all the evidence pointing at her husband and that her husband had even confessed; she still hated the team.

According to her the murder had been justified. Her husband, Mister Fred Reardon, had murdered their maid in an act of rage when she had refused to have sex with him. Fred Reardon was used to getting what he wanted and not be turned down. According to Lacey Reardon it was okay to murder a maid when she denied her husband the right he had as a man and as her boss.

Mac wouldn't normally have been worried, but his lover was visibly pregnant and if Mrs. Reardon wanted revenge then who better than to take it out on the leader of the team whom also happened to be pregnant?

While on the phone with Stella, Mac told her about his worries.

"If she is stupid enough to threat Horatio then you guys can get protection. I'm sure he's safe enough with you and the team around so she probably won't be able to get near him." Stella said, of course she didn't have to mention the many ways a person to could get revenge if they truly wanted to.

Even with cops surrounding Horatio, a simple sniper bullet would be enough. Stella shuddered at the mere thought of Mrs. Reardon wanting to hurt the redhead.

"Mac, you can't think like this." She said.

"I know." Mac sighed.

"Mrs. Reardon might just be full of BS." Stella said, "You can't be sure that she would actually do something and if she did, she might as well just go after anybody else on the team."

"But being the leader puts H at the highest risk." Mac said.

"I know, but… listen Mac, don't worry so much, okay?"

"I can try." Mac sighed.

"That's all I ask." Stella smiled, "Now tell me how everything is going down in Miami."

After talking to Stella on the phone for more than an hour Mac felt more at ease. She had told him before hanging up that Horatio would always be at risk of getting hurt in his line of work; Mac knew about those risks more than anyone.

There were some people who had said that Horatio should retire now that he was having a child with Mac, but somebody needed to provide for the family. Mac got money too from being retired and Horatio would get just as much if he also retired, but why should Horatio quit just because he was pregnant? Other cops had also been pregnant and started families without having to retire or get another, safer, job. However, in a situation where it was a possibility to have a vengeful wife going after you, being pregnant was not good. Mac knew how dangerous it could be.

Frank Tripp always said something wise in situations like that though; "Simply waking up in the morning can kill you; you might slip in the shower and break your neck, but that doesn't mean you don't wake up every morning."

Mac tried to think like Frank as he waited for his lover to come home from court. Just because Horatio's job was risky didn't mean he should quit doing it or stop because he was pregnant.

-I-

Court was finally over and the jury hadn't even needed much time to deliberate. Mister Fred Reardon had been sentenced to life in prison without the chance of parole. Horatio stood outside the courthouse with Calleigh; they were waiting for Ryan while he was in the men's room. After that they'd probably have a quick lunch and part ways to go home.

"Lieutenant Caine."

Horatio turned around at looked at Mrs. Lacey Reardon. The glare in her eyes told Horatio exactly what she felt at the moment; hatred. She eyed his baby bump and then looked between him and Calleigh, before finally looking into Horatio's eyes again.

"What can I do for you Mrs. Reardon?" Horatio asked.

"You put my husband away for life."

"He put himself away. He shouldn't have committed murder." Calleigh said.

"I wasn't talking you Blondie." Mrs. Reardon snapped, but never took her eyes away from Horatio, "Your days are numbered Lieutenant Caine."

"Is that a threat?" Horatio asked, "You should leave before I have to ask Detective Duquesne here to arrest you."

Mrs. Reardon gave Horatio a creepy smile before she turned around and started walking away.

"You won't live long enough to see your child be brought into this world." Mrs. Reardon called out before she disappeared in the crowd.

Calleigh started walking after her, but there was no use. Missus Reardon had disappeared. Calleigh walked back to Horatio and Ryan; who had now joined them. Horatio told Ryan about Mrs. Reardon's threat.

"You should get police protection, H." Ryan said.

"I know." Horatio sighed.

Horatio looked at the direction Mrs. Reardon had gone. He knew Mac would freak out and not leave his side. And if he knew his team right; they wouldn't leave his side for a second either. Most of the times threats like the ones Mrs. Reardon had given were nothing but empty words; but this one felt different.

If Mrs. Reardon was as mad as her husband then she would make sure she did everything she could to fulfill her threat. Horatio rubbed his belly and sent a silent prayer to the higher powers to make sure nothing happened to his and Mac's child.

-I-

"I knew it! I should have trusted my gut feeling." Mac said as he paced in the living room.

Horatio was sitting on the couch and watched his lover walk back and forth in front of him. He was rubbing his belly with the very active little on inside and tried not to tell Mac that he desperately needed a foot massage for his aching ankles and feet. Mac was too worried about Mrs. Reardon at the moment and Horatio was as well; only he was way too tired to think too much about it now.

"I should have gone with you." Mac sighed and started looking out the windows in the living room as if he expected Mrs. Reardon to stand on the beach outside.

"Mac." Horatio said.

"I should have gone with you and followed her and then had her arrested." Mac said.

"What good would it do? She'd just post bail and be out in an hour anyway." Horatio sighed tiredly and let his head fall back against the back of the couch.

Mac sighed and sat down next to his lover. He put a hand on the belly and used his other hand to run his fingers through Horatio's soft red hair.

"We have two officers outside in a car." Horatio said, "They'll follow me wherever I go."

"I know that… but, Horatio love, if she really wants to kill you then those officers won't be able to stop her. There are so many ways she can do it."

Horatio looked at Mac with a glare.

"Thank for pointing that out for me." He said

Mac gave him a small smile and kissed his cheek.

"Sorry." He said.

"You're forgiven."

"I bought you pineapples by the way." Mac smiled.

"Thanks, but what I really need right now is a foot massage." Horatio grinned innocently.

Mac smiled and then got a worried look in his eyes. Horatio knew what it was about.

"I'm taking her threat very seriously, but I'm not about to let Mrs. Reardon ruin my mood." Horatio said, "We're expecting a baby and should be thrilled right now. I'm not going to let her take that away from us."

Mac nodded and kissed Horatio one last time before guiding him to lie down so his feet where in Mac's lap. Mac started massaging his lover feet and ankles; Horatio closed his eyes and just enjoyed it.

"I'm going to sleep with your backup gun under my pillow anyway." Mac said, "Just to have a feeling of safety."

"Just try not to shoot anything in your sleep." Horatio said.

"I would never do that."

"There is a first time for everything." Horatio pointed out.

Mac just stuck his tongue out at his lover.

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