Hey guys! This chapter is more of a filler, mostly because i wanted to write a little bit of fluff and couldn't work it it with what i have planned. Hope you enjoy it, there will be another post before the weekend is over!

The bliss-filled normalcy that had become Maxie and Jason's relationship over the last seven months was finally coming to a natural stride. Both went about their jobs, moved separately within their separate social circles, and for the most part were able to keep the peace between there opposing friendly and family units.

The PCPD seemed to have cooled off in the constant tirade against their organization, but going through the constant pressure seemed to have strengthened the bond between him and Maxie. Mac had started to accept that Maxie and he were more than just a fleeting affair, or a new way to piss off her father. Scorpio-Drake clan kept the couple apprised of the going on's in the commissioner's life, but Maxie hadn't spoken to Mac since in incident before the initial trip to Manhattan; well over a month ago. And while Maxie promised that she didn't hold Jason responsible for the rift in their father/daughter relationship; he knew it hurt her that they hadn't been in contact.

Robin and Patrick had become a new staple in there circle of supporters. They started having dinners with the couple twice a month, and on occasion Jason and Patrick would leave the women to shopping and they would play pool and drink beer back at the penthouse. And upon Maxie's suggestion Jason sent Patrick and Robin to the island to enjoy a proper honeymoon while they watched Emma. The week gave them a crash course in a family dynamic with children.

Surprisingly the life seemed to fit them rather nicely. Emma would spend the day with Mercedes while Michael and Morgan were at school, and Maxie or Jason depending on their schedule would pick her up on their way home from work. Maxie even came home one night and found Jason watching the animated movie "Up" with Emma sitting happily in his lap.

"Enjoying the movie?" She smiled, laughing as Emma tried to stand on Jason legs to get to Maxie.

"We were hoping you get home before I put Emma to bed." Jason said quickly standing causing Emma to giggle and kick her feet and Jason flew her towards Maxie's waiting arms.

"Hey little girl." Maxie cooed hugging her god daughter. "Did you get big bad Jason to watch this movie with you?"

"Don't say that to her." Jason playfully scolded watching his girlfriend move towards the couch so that Emma could continue to watch the movie. "I want this little girl to actually like seeing me when she gets older. I never want my business to touch her life."

Maxie slide over on the couch leaning into Jason's chest Emma resting her back against Maxie's chest. "She never will Jason. I just can't picture you ever watching a Disney movie."

"This one is actually pretty good. Do you realize how many sexual innuendo's and inappropriate jokes these movie's have that go way above kids heads?" Jason laughed his index finger wrapped inside Emma's tiny fist, watching her eyes flutter open and closed.

"That's the way they get parents to sit and watch these movies with their kids. If you think this one is bad you should watch Shrek." Maxie laughed, watching the talking dog on the screen.

"We should probably get this little girl ready for bed." Jason smiled, patting Maxie on the leg. "Did you eat yet?"

"Not really that hungry." Maxie smiled knowing that Jason was going to assume she was skipping meals. It wasn't her fault that she had a naturally expedient metabolism. "But why don't you go get her ready for bed, and I'll go eat something, just to make you happy."

Jason smiled affectionately that Maxie had caught on to his plan, "it's in the microwave waiting for you." He smirked waving Emma's hand as they disappeared up the stairs.

~*~

Maxie ate quickly and put the dishes into the dishwasher, stopping by the nursery to see Emma happily sucking her thumb while she clutched her blanket in her free hand. Making sure the baby monitor was on, Maxie finally made the way down the hall to the bedroom.

Jason like always was reading some sort of paperwork, propped against the head board; shirtless, the way she preferred him.

"She's out like a light." Maxie said moving towards the closet to grab one of Jason's faded black shirts, her preferred pajama. "You must have some magic touch with all children. If only you could bottle it up, you'd be rich."

Jason laughed at the comment, they both knew he had more money than he knew what to do with, but Maxie didn't know the full extent. He wasn't keeping secrets; it just wasn't something that they talked about, it was right up there on the list next to the organization. Jason's business was number one, money was number two, and with number two was Jason refusing to let Maxie pay for anything. That one had caused quite a few fights.

"She's a good baby." Jason smiled setting the papers down on the table while Maxie crawled across Jason's body to her side of the bed.

"So I don't know if you've noticed—and I'm not complaining so much as stating a fact, but do you realize we haven't had sex since Emma has been here?"

Jason turned onto his side facing Maxie who was propped up with her elbow, letting her curled hair fall every which way. "That sounds a little like a complaint."

"No, no it's not because I love having Emma here. She's my god daughter. And I love her. But is there any particular reason we've been depriving ourselves of sex?"

"The last time we had sex I do believe our new neighbor's across the hall thought someone was killing you, because you were screaming so loudly." Jason smirked, sliding towards her in the bed to kiss her lips lightly.

"I can be quiet. I'll just have to try really, really hard." Maxie smirked sliding her hands down his bare chest towards the band of his sleep shorts.

"It's only one more night." He whispered, his fingers coming to wrap around her delicate hand, stopping her from reaching under the elastic. "Tomorrow Robin and Patrick will be back and then we can be as loud as you want."

Maxie bolted up, surprising Jason as she moved to sit on her legs rising up over him. "Are you seriously turning me down?" This was a position that they hadn't faced since before everything started. In the beginning Jason did everything in his power to avoid any touches or caresses from Maxie. And she knew that this didn't have anything to do with the original reasons, but she was shocked beyond belief that Jason was picking sleep over sex.

"Don't take it that way."

Never being one to take any type of rejection well, Maxie moved to straddle Jason sending him onto his back. In one fluid motion she lifted the large shirt over her head leaving her in a similar state of dress as Jason, simple black underwear. Jason managed to control his emotions letting his fingers grasp as her hips with a forceful but gentle touch; only the way he could touch her. A groan and unconscious upward movement of his hips, the only action he dared show.

"You're really not going to do something with this?" She teased leaning down to leave a few open mouthed kisses along his chest. Jason hands on her hips preventing her from letting the kisses go too far south. "Last chance, then I guess I'll just have to roll over and get some sleep." At the word roll, Maxie rolled her hips into his.

"You're making it really hard for me to be a gentleman here Maxie."

"So stop trying."

Jason quickly sat up forcing Maxie back on his lap just slightly. There bare chest coming into contact, their bodies pressing together in all the right places, as they took their time make love to each other's mouths.

Just as Jason's hands were coming into contact with the elastic of Maxie's boy shorts, a short and muffled cry came over the baby monitor. Halting their movements, they waited to see if it was a fluke or if Emma was truly awake and in need of attention. Not a minute later the whimpering, turned to cries that could be heard without the small electronic device.

Releasing a heavy breath, Maxie laid a kiss on Jason's shoulder before leaning across the bed to the discarded shirt. "You—you try and calm yourself down, I'll go take care of Emma."

"This is why we haven't had sex!" Jason said loudly to Maxie's retreating form. Maxie pulled the shirt over her body just before entering the make-shift nursery. Emma was standing against the side of the crib big crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks. "What's wrong baby girl." She whispered picking her up and holding her close. "You know I love you Emma, but your timing is horrible."

After rocking Emma until the tears stopped, Maxie was beginning to tire after the marathon day at work. Choosing to go back to their bedroom, Jason smiled and lifted the covers so Maxie and Emma could join him in the king sized bed.

"This is why Patrick and Robin needed a week away. It's gotta be hard scheduling sex around a babies sleep schedule."

"After a while babies learn to sleep through the night. But then it helps to not be too vocal because that could easily wake them up?"

"So in other words—"

"You'd have to learn to tone down the volume." He smirked moving Emma into his arms and onto his chest as he scooted down in the bed. With Emma's little body occupying one side of his chest Maxie moved to rest her head against his shoulder ready to fall asleep.

"I'll keep that in mind for the future Jase, but for now; once Emma goes home tomorrow. Prepare for a very long day."

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