a\n: ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That night Ian asked Erin something he'd had on his mind for awhile now.

"Erin, are you scared of me?" Erin looked at him, as though she didn't know if he was joking or not. When his eyes bore into hers though, she understood.

"Ian no, why would you ask that?"

"Because of my Dad, because...i was raised in an environment where it was all yelling and violence....do I ever scare you?" Erin kind of chuckled as she crawled in bed next to Ian.

"Ian, you have a ruff personality. If your upset, it shows. You wanna break things your drinking your talking to me though....you would never hurt a fly unless they had hurt me or the baby. Ian, your a great husband and, your my best friend.....i love you so much, I don't have time to wonder if I'm afraid or not." Ian smile shyly and kissed Erin quickly as they both laid down their heads on their pillows.

"Ian, are you really excited for this baby?" Erin asked quietly, stroking her stomach.

"Erin, I can't wait." she smiled and Ian put his arms around her as they both fell asleep.

The alarm clock blared loudly as Ian threw it against the wall. Walking into the bathroom, he turned on the hot water in the sink and put some in his cupped hands. Splashing it on his face, he sighed....today was Erin's doctor appointment....she was now, six months.

"Zip, why don't we have toothpaste?" she asked as she walked up behind him and put her arms around him.

"Because, lover-girl, Mommy nor Ian, told Ian Sr. here, that there was a need for toothpaste."

"Brilliant." she mumbled as she walked over to the second sink. Ian took out his Axe and Erin grabbed her pink and black Victoria Secret perfume. Soon, the room was a mix of an elegant and lacy sweet smell, and a ruff, just-got-out-of-the-shower kind of thing. Erin and Ian smiled at each other and they both walked to the dresser to get their cloths on. When everything was finished upstairs, they made their way down to the breakfast table. Ian ate quickly, he had work and couldn't go to Erin's appointment with her. Before they knew it, Ian was out the door and Erin went on for her check-up. It lasted about a hour and a half, when finally, Erin called Ian.

"Ian...i need you to come up to the hospital. They sent me over here....they think some thing's wrong with the baby." Ian couldn't miss anymore work.....but without hesitation he replied, "be right there."

Ian ran through the double doors and asked for his wife. He was allowed back to her room and she smiled as he walked in. She looked so tired laying in that hospital bed. Her red hair was thrown in her face and her plump stomach had monitors covering it.

"Erin, I came as quick as I could, what did they say?" he asked, kneeling beside her.

"They said he wasn't moving too much, but since they've been monitoring he's been everywhere. They're gonna let me go soon, but they're just making sure." Ian nodded.

"Do you need anything?"

"How about a coffee?" a tall, balding man asked from behind Ian. Ian froze.....not now, not him.

"How about you leave?"

"Lets not start anything, kid."

"I'm asking you, as calmly as possible, I do not want you near my wife or child, please get out now." Ian stated, though his blood was boiling and his fears were surrounding him.

"Ian, I haven't done anything to you."

"That's a lie! I still have marks from your, 'tough love.' I still cringe when I hear loud noises, and see blood. I still can't sleep because I feel like I'm being watched. Get out of my life, and away from my family...please?"

"Ian, I honestly don't know if I can do that."

"I don't know how to ask you......John."

"I'm your father! Lets not use a first name basis."

"I don't feel as though your being a father right now, I need you to leave." and with that, John Mckinley walked down the hall and Ian peaked out to see that he had gone. Though, when he was grabbed by his shirt-front, he realized he hadn't left.

"You listen to me, I will be back, Ian. And your going to pay worse than you ever have. Your still stubborn, your still an idiot, and your still, not worth it. Watch that wife of yours and that kid.....your really gonna be screwed Ian...you never talk to me that way and don't dare again blame me for the things that went sour in your life. You brought it all on yourself!" he let him go and walked away, leaving Ian rubbing his throat and his mind racing....watch that wife of yours, watch the kid....he was so sacred.......and so angered........he just wanted to wake up...but this wasn't like his dream the other night...this was the real deal....and the real deal, when it involved his father, meant someone was going to get hurt.

A month later, Ian was sitting in living room while Erin made dinner, it had been a very stressful day. Ian had been driving for hours to deliver some documents and he had to evaluate many houses. Still though, his pay remained the same. Erin wasn't feeling well all day, so he felt bad he had to come home and make things hard for her, but he needed time too.

"Zip, what else do you want? I have chicken and lemon sauce and spinach, is there anything else?"

"No, Pip. That's great, thank-you."

"No problem, just come in and eat I'm starved too." Ian smiled and followed his wife to the kitchen.

"Yeah know, I've been having pains all day, I think I have Braxton-Hicks."

"Well, maybe you should call the doctor then? I don't really like that you have to deal with that it must be scar...." just then the doorbell rang, Erin stood to open it. Ian stood too but Erin waved him off as she went to open the front door. When she opened it, there stood John.

"What do you need?" she asked, Ian came into the hallway with his plate and immediately dropped it running toward his father and grabbing the front of his shirt. Throwing him against the concrete of the house, he screamed, "What are you doing here again!? Get out! Out of my life and my family! Just stay away!" John grabbed Ian also and turned around, pinning him against the wall. Erin screamed and hit John also. Ian's father then turned to her. Ian's eyes turned icy and his skin paled. He couldn't hurt Ian..for everything in the life of him he couldn't have been more scared and hateful in that second.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" John had already slapped her once, her face was beat red and her stomach took a few nice hits in those moments also. Ian couldn't explain the feeling he had, and he threw his father against the ground. Grabbing Erin he took her inside and locked the door. He took out his phone to call the police and then sat Erin on the couch.

"Erin, does it hurt? You ok? The baby's still kicking right? How about your face?" she looked deep in his eyes.

"Ian I'm ok. Yeah he's kicking." Ian nodded and hugged her tight.

"I'm so sorry Ian, oh gosh, I can't believe he came back! Erin, I love you so much, I don't know what to do." Ian's tears were running down his face as he sobbed his hear out to his wife. When the police finally came, everything was sorted out. Ian, though, had also hit John, so both had a court hearing. They took John away and Ian followed Erin upstairs to bed.

While he looked up at the ceiling he sighed.

"Erin, my mom always told me...when I lucked out from one of my Dad's hits....when it didn't hurt so much, God was watching over me. I'm glad he was here tonight. Erin he could've really hurt you."

"Ian, I understand but I love you......and I'm not giving up, I'll always be here." Ian nodded.

"I need to hear that. I love you too, Pip..i love you so much." Erin nodded just as her phone rang and she answered it quickly.

"Who is it?" Ian whispered.

"My Dad." Erin replied. She talked for a little while and then sighed, her father was a cop, and was going through the check list of things that could've happened...he'd found out about Ian's dad. When finally, goodbye was said Ian smiled....finally some sleep! When you could forget everything!......but no..

"Ian I'm sorry, my Dad's coming over. He's really freaked out."

"That's fine, I'm so sorry Erin."

"You did nor do this it was not your fault....just relax, get some sleep I'll handle Dad."

"No, I wanna talk to him. I need to be responsible to my wife and child." Erin nodded, she loved Ian so much, and she couldn't stand to see him in such pain.

a\n: I know, shirt, but hope you enjoyed! I really had a nice time writing this chapter and I'm glad I'm keeping up with this story! I love Ian and Erin! ( Ian is my dream-guy) heehee, please review!! and stay tuned for chapter 4