Okay this is the last chapter. I've not made it completely final, because as I said, they'll be back!

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As Mac pulled the truck up into the driveway, he tried not to create the storm of dirt, stones and noise that was his usual way of announcing he was home. Last time he did it at this time of night he got the 'look' off of Lucy that told him that she was less than impressed. This time however, she turned to him with a definite smile. "Thank you baby."

She hopped out of the passenger side, and began the almost nightly task of fishing in her bag for the front door keys, which also said every night that she'd get them out before they got home to save time with the actual fiddling about in her bag. But never did. And it was due to the distraction with the bag that she didn't hear him creep up behind her, wrap his arms around her waist. She yelped a little as she felt his teeth scrape against her neck.

"Told you before, gotta keep your guard up around here. Lot of scary people around here just waiting to get their hands on a pretty thing like you."

"That would scare me more if I wasn't already married to one of those scary people." with that his slipped from her waist down and down onto her ass where he squeezed firmly.

"Guess that lesson I taught you about ya dirty mouth didn't work so good. Looks like I'm a have have to keep you back after school again."

"If that's a hint for me to put on that outfit then..." she was cut short as they pretty much fell through the front door, Mac still wrapped around her to see Melissa curled up on their sofa with a book.

"Hey you two."

"Hey yourself. Where Charlie?" Lucy asked.

"Oh yeah. She said there was some party in the next town. She said she didn't mind missing out but once I got here I told her there was no point in two of us sticking around. And if how quickly her butt was out of here was anything to go by, I think she was lieing about the not wanting to go."

"Well her ass ain't getting paid for goin' to a party." Mac said as he headed to the kitchen.

"Mac don't be mean!" she retorted "Actually no, you're right what am I saying? She's so not getting paid." the she turned her attention back to Mel "But what 'are' you actually doing here?" Mel dropped her book onto the coffee table and stretched out on the sofa.

"Well Nick took the kids camping until Sunday and I just...wasn't and Kelly has the baby overnight. So I was at a loose end I guess."

"Right, so you had the rarity of a house with no kids or babies or husbands and you come...here?"

"Yeah sure, why not?" she answered very seriously.

"OK whatever." Lucy laughed as she walked towards the bedroom. "Everything OK?"she said back over her shoulder as she disappeared through the door.

"Yeah fine. Good as gold actually."

Lucy opened the bedroom door as quietly as she could and tip toed over to the crib. A smile instantly made it's way across her face as she peered down to where the cutest little one year old ever (OK so she may have been biased but she was still pretty sure she was right) lay sleeping.

Caleb had been born exactly one year after Lucy and Mac had gotten married. Pregnancy had come as just a bigger shock as marriage had. Again it was something she'd just never really thought about until it was actually happening. When she told Mac, it felt like her stomach had seized up and shrunk into the size of a tennis ball. It felt like a month before he said anything, even though it was probably about 2 minutes. And when he did finally speak, he didn't do it with words. He pulled her up from her chair at the kitchen table and walked her directly into the bedroom where they celebrated by re enacting what had gotten them into this predicament in the first place. Now Mac had always been protective, but once she got pregnant that protectiveness went off the scale in it's intensity. And when it started, Lucy immediately put her foot down about working. She'd pointed out that she was pregnant, not an invalid and if he didn't want to spend the next nine months with babayaga then he was going to have to compromise on that, which he did. Grudgingly. And, well, if she was being honest, she kind of enjoyed the way he treated her the rest of the time. He always treated her well but when she was pregnant she felt like a princess. And the bigger she got the more attentive he got, and also the apparently a hell of a lot hornier too. When she asked him he said it was hot to look at her and know he was the one that got her that way. Again, she didn't complain, sex felt different during pregnancy fore sure, but that didn't mean bad different. Since they'd met, Mac had given her orgasm she didn't even know were possible but during those months the climax's had made her dizzy they were so big. Needless to say they spent a fair few nights indoors during that period.

One Friday night when she was, her belly so big she could barely near the bar, a fight broke out between two guys, who, despite Walter giving her the go ahead to serve them, she'd been sure their ID's were fake. Anyway, soon enough, tables and chairs began getting turned over and hurled about the place, and Mac, who would have at one time relished the chance of getting stuck into a free for all, but this time he all but jumped out of his seat, went straight passed the performance that was taking place darted under the bar and was at Lucy's side in startlingly quick time, where he pulled her quickly into the back of the building, before leaving her there and disappearing back into the main bar. Then there was more shouting, one or two of which she knew only too well, and then it's went very quiet, very quickly. After that night, mac had insisted that she quit working until after the birth. She'd stubbornly kept her word and worked up until she was practically waddling about the bar and he'd kept quiet, sometimes biting his lip almost until it bled, but after the fight, she knew he wasn't playing when he said she had to take leave. Which she did. As stubborn as she was, she couldn't really argue with him on this one. It wasn't just her baby after all.

She finally went into labour on a Friday morning when Mac was at work. Melissa was there when her water broke. If Mac wasn't there, she or Zoe was. They took it in shifts as Mac didn't want her alone when she was so close to popping. When Melissa called him he was home and had her to the hospital in what had to be record speed. After JUST the 12 hours in labour, Caleb was born at 2:33am on the 22nd of July, weighing 7lbs 10 ounces. Lucy felt her tears begin to fall the minute the nurse put Caleb into her arms, but they started to fall that little bit harder when she saw the look on Mac's face as he looked down at the two of them. His eyes seemed another shade of blue altogether for a second, such was the look of pure unadulterated love that beamed from them. The intensity of it mad Lucy's breath catch in her throat for a minute before she spoke.

"Here. Hold him." she smiled up at him with just as much adoration. Mac took his son in his arms like he was going to break. She'd never in her life felt the level of happiness she did at that moment, looking at her two boys.

After placing a goodnight kiss on the tip of her son's tiny nose, Lucy walked out and shut the door quietly behind her before heading to their bedroom.

"How's he doin'?" Mac asked as she walked in. He was sat on the edge of the bed licking his boots off.

He's good. Sleeping. Being cute and adorable. You know the usual."

"Just like his dad huh?" Mac said as he pulled his shirt over his head.

"Yeah exactly." She laughed as she headed for the bathroom. Once she'd brushed her teeth and changed into one of Mac's T-Shirts she had commandeered for sleeping in, she went back to the bedroom. When she got there, she was greeted with a sight she would never grow tired of. Mac was sat with his back up against the headboard, he wore a loose baggy pair of sweat pants, his ankles were crossed and he was flicking through the channels on the TV. When he saw her at the door he looked up.

"Was gonna ask ya if ya see something ya like. But I know you do." she giggled as she jogged towards the bed, she leaped over him, landing on her side.

"You're pretty full of yourself huh?" Mac dropped the remote on the drawer next to the bed and turned his attention fully on her. He threw his leg over hers and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her cheek before making his way down to her neck.

"So how about we make you full of me instead?" he said against her neck. It was no easier to resist him now than it was the first time they'd met, but she did feel completely exhausted tonight. Most of that being down to Mac already.

"Baby, I exhausted." she said between soft pecks to his lips. "If you can hold out until tomorrow, I'll do that thing with the stockings again." he looked at her for a second like he was contemplating. And it literally was for a split second.

"Deal." he said as he hugged her to his chest and they began to watch whatever terrible 80's horror movie that happened to be on at that time of night.

"You do remember" she said snuggling into him "what happened last time we did the stocking thing? The result of which is sleeping in the next room right now?" Mac smiled and ran his hand through her hair.

"Wouldn't be such a bad thing would it?"