Rush's belt clicked open as Chloe dropped to her knees beside their bed, his legs parting to let the beautiful young woman fit between them, her blue eyes sparkled as she pulled him free of his pants.

"I love you." Chloe told him in a hushed tone before pressing a kiss to the head of his painfully hard erection.

Nicholas could feel the stirrings of desire beginning to overtake his mind and body just from that one small press of her lips. Gods he wanted her, she was beautiful and prefect, soft and supple and for some reason had fallen in love with him. Chloe slowly ran her delicate hand up his thighs, teasing her way toward the prize. Rush stared down at her with a knowing grin firmly plastered upon his lips. The chestnut haired beauty reached into his boxers and caressed his balls briefly pulling a moan from his lips before settling my hand upon his manhood. He was painfully hard and desperate for her, neither knew how they'd quite gotten to this exactly, they'd been stood in their quarters talking innocently about work when he'd pressed a kiss to her soft lips and then one thing had lead to another until Chloe was on her knees before the Scottish scientist. A needy accented moan escapes his slightly parted lips as Chloe continue to massage and squeeze him tormentingly seeing if she could tempt him into dominance.

Chloe let out a little groan of greedy want as she took him in hand and stroked him, feeling his substantial girth fill her palm, thumbs lightly running over the sweet spot just below the head on the outer side of his cock, she revelled in the gasp it brought. Her cerulean eyes flashed up to watch his own eyes flutter shut, his arms looked ready to give way and let him collapse to the bed and just enjoy her touch. His chest rose and fell as he drew in fresh air, the only thing cooling his heated body. Rush's tongue flicked over his top lip momentarily before his brown eyes managed to open again and he looked down to his sweet Chloe.

"Fuck! Chloe, don't stop."

She grinned at his desire for her, Matt had never made her feel so lusted for, so loved; that moment wasn't the best to think of Matt though. Locking her eyes with the man she loved, Chloe took Rush deep into her wet mouth and groaned.

"Fuck, yes!" He moaned with a buck of his hips.

She alternated between long sucks and strokes of her hand punctuated by Chloe swirling her tongue around his head, she loved the noises he made, all for her, because of her. Head bobbing as her nails dug into his thighs hungrily. Suddenly his hips bucked again, she could see how hard he was tying to resist thrusting into her mouth, his hands had gripped the bronze colored sheets so tightly that his fingers had turned white.

She pulled off his member and fluttered her eyes seductively at him knowing exactly what the look would do to him.

"You can do it, you know, just do it." She encouraged with a sultry grin.

Rush didn't need to be told again, he needed Chloe so badly, his right hand slipped into her dark locks and gripped tightly as he guided himself back into her mouth and started to thrust, slowly at first so as not to unwittingly hurt her but soon his pleasure started to rise and his thrusts came harder and sharper. Chloe let her jaw relax and clung tighter to jeans clad thighs.

"God! Chloe, you're perfect."

She hummed happily sending vibrations up his thick length almost pushing him over the edge. He was so close, euphoria waiting for him on the other side of the void. So close. Almost. His thrusts grew erratic and desperate, harder and more desperately.

"Chloe!"

With a cry of her name Rush came, his grip on her hair turning almost painfully tight. He thrust through his orgasm and Chloe did her best to swallow until his hand slipped from her hair and Rush collapsed against the bed panting.

Chloe revelled in the knowledge that she had been the one to do this to him, to turn the stoic and grumpy Chief Scientist into a panting mess. He looked years younger as she clambered onto the bed and cuddled into his chest, relaxed and sated, she had done that to him and no one else. Chloe was the only one Rush had eyes for, the only one he loved and that was worth anything the universe decided to throw at them.

"I love you, Chloe." He told her between gulps of air, his arm wrapping around her shoulders to keep her close.

"I love you too, Nicky."

"Please stop calling me that." He groaned.

"Nope, you're my Nicky." Chloe grinned. "That or I'm going to call you Puppy because of your messy hair-"

"Nicky is fine." He told her abruptly which only made her chuckle.

The two lay there for a few moments happy in the peaceful silence while Rush got his breath back. His lips had just locked with those of the woman he loved and his fingers went to slip into her yoga pants when his radio crackled to life. This had better be im-fucking-portant, his mind barked until TJ's voice flooded the room knocking all other thoughts from his and Chloe's minds.

"Rush, come in. Rush, this is important. The boy is awake!"

Chloe and Rush leapt into action straightening their clothing as Nicholas quickly answered the blonde medic that they'd 'be right there' before charging down to the infirmary. They almost slammed into Colonel Young when they rounded the last corner to their son but no one said anything, all too preoccupied with the knowledge that the little boy had finally woken up. They marched into the room to find the child with Rush's hair looking horrified at TJ mush as Cress had done to begin with. Eli and Cressida appeared behind them only a few seconds later, Cressida immediately joined her parents and brother by his bed.

The unnamed boy's eyes flashed up to his parents, a sense of safety shining there as he recognised them. It was only then that Rush and Chloe noticed his left eye was bold blue like his Mother's but the right was whiskey brown just like those of Rush and Cressida.

"Mommy?" He asked quietly.

"Yes. Yeah, you're okay, you're safe. It's alright." Chloe beamed as she pushed dark strands of loose hair behind his ear.

"Is he like me?" Cress asked from her Daddy's side.

"Aye, baby girl." Came Rush's calm answer, a hand rested on his daughter's right shoulder. "Seems he is."

The little boy appeared to have been created before Cress and yet she had been the one aged and sent to Destiny, Rush hadn't understood why, at first he'd thought maybe the Nakai had believed they'd be more inclined to trust a female but seeing his son's bold heterochromia he couldn't help but wonder if the Nakai had believed the boy to be flawed or faulty. None of that mattered though, he was their son.

"How do you feel?" Nicholas asked the young boy of approximately five or six.

"... Okay, Daddy."

He smiled upon hearing his parental title, after Cressida's memories had been deleted he'd been worried that the boy wouldn't know who they both were.

"Ezra." Chloe suddenly announced as she continued to pet her son's soft hair. "It's want my Dad wanted to call me if I'd been a boy."

"It suits him." TJ said from the bottom of the bed.

"What about Ezra Alan Rush? For your father?" Nicholas asked without taking his eyes from his son, Chloe nodded happily.

Cressida had been named for Rush's Mother and their son for her Father. Nicholas had told her that a name would come to them and it seemed that - as usual - he was right.

"I'm... Ezra." The child said softly.

At that Chloe started to cry with joy, both her children were safe.