The doorknob to Mac and Danny's house suffered painful treatment as Jay's hand took hold of it with a death grip. The heavy door was shoved open,and Jay immediately locked eyes with Danny. Genesis took his shoulder bag from the angel and dumped it on the couch,and promptly scooped Dorian up and ran upstairs.

Jay waited until he heard the guest room door shut and then he stalked towards the blond. Danny attempted to tuck tail and run straight to the kitchen,and Mac was cleaning dishes when he saw a strong hand snatch hold of the back of his lover's collar and yank him down to the floor.

Mac turned to stare the man down,but paused when he got a good look at Jay. The man was only one inch shy of six feet. Their heights weren't much different,and Jay's thin,lanky build threw him off.

''Can we talk about this nicely,Jay?''Mac asked.

At this,the angel quirked a brow. "Trust me,I am handling this nicely."

Mac sighed heavily and sat down at the kitchen table. Danny scrambled to his feet to dart past Jay,who caught him and forced him to sit with Mac. Jay then leaned against the counter and rubbed his forehead. He wanted to deck them both and send them into work the next day with a souvenir from the issue on their faces.

He even pictured how he wanted the bruises to look. ''Let's evaluate. I send Genesis and my kids up here to keep them out of the line of fire.''

Danny remained silent while Mac acknowledged. ''You did,yes.''

''We agreed on daily calls,''the angel stated thoughtfully.

Again,Mac acknowledged. ''We did.''

''Genesis ends up in the hospital,and Aidan goes missing. I'm told none of this.''

Mac didn't respond. ''Something like this,''Jay added,''severely impacts how much I trust people.''

The New York detective sighed as Jay's hands slammed down on the table. Danny was cowering in his seat,mostly because he could sense that Jay's temper was getting ready to blow,and he didn't want to be the one to set it off.

''I didn't phone you because I didn't want any gangs clashing,nurses running for the hills,or to deal with your temper. You would have torn the city apart.''

Jay's teeth ground together audibly before he stood up straight. ''Okay,fair enough,''he replied casually.

Mac and Danny looked at him,shocked at the new tone. ''So...we're finished? You're not going to kill us?''Danny squeaked.

Jay started to stalk out of the kitchen,but paused in the doorway. ''Oh,I still plan to massacre you,but I'll give you some time to come up with the money for your hospital bills.''

"Dorian,come here!"Genesis demanded. The child's hair needed to be brushed,and Genesis was in no condition to run and chase after his son.

"Can I watch the roadrunner? Pretty please?"the boy begged.

Genesis glared,but then his face softened into a smile. "Only if you sit still and let me brush your hair out."

The child happily turned on the TV and jumped onto the bed to sit in front of his father. Genesis smiled softly as giggles and laughter escaped his boy. It was good to hear him laugh. Although,when he looked up at the screen,Genesis had to laugh,too.

Wile E Coyote was not the best with dynamite. Dorian yelped when the hairbrush caught a snarl,and his attention was instantly drawn away from the roadrunner outwitting Coyote.

"Ow! That hurt!"

Genesis grumbled and yanked,earning another yelp. "Did Danny brush this at all?"

"Once. He tried to comb it,"Dorian stated,fiddling with the TV remote.

Genesis chuckled softly. "Let me guess...he broke the comb."

"Yup!"

Genesis wasn't at all surprised. Jay's hair was the same way. But he still enjoyed brushing it. Danny should have known better,though,than to try a comb.

The guest room door opened,and Jay stepped in wearing a look of annoyance.

"I hope you didn't kill them!"Genesis said as he finished brushing out his son's hair,"Dorian,go take your bath."

"But Daffy Duck is on!"

"Go take your bath,"the redhead ordered more firmly.

The child jumped off of the bed and stomped into the bathroom to fill the tub. The door slammed shut,making Jay wince. He sat down on the bed next to Genesis and sighed.

"I'm not gonna like the teen years," he sighed.

Genesis thought for a moment,then chuckled. "Could've been worse."

"How?"

"Simple. I could have had daughters."

Jay groaned and lay back on the bed. "Not helping."

Genesis smiled softly. "I wasn't trying to." He sat up against the headboard and relaxed. Daughters would have been nice,but he doubted he could handle them. Plus,Jay would've been horrified if he did have a daughter. The teen years would have been even more unpleasant!

Still,Genesis wondered what it would be like to have a daughter. Oh,sure,as soon as the cycles hit,he'd be digging a bomb shelter once a month...and have to put up with the drama of boyfriends and meeting parents...and cell phone bills being through the roof...and clothing and fashion and a hole in his wallet and loud music...

The redhead shuddered uncomfortably as the list piled up in his head. On second thought,he was happy with his boys.

A hand snaked around to the front of Genesis' jeans,causing his legs to jerk up and fold to his body. His waist was naturally sensitive after several years of Rick being in prison,but since he'd settled down with Jay,Genesis found that his sensitivity had heightened. Jay knew where and how to touch without triggering any painful memories.

It was an amazing feat,really. But at the same time,now Genesis was aroused,and only slightly pissed.

''Jay,not a good time!''he gritted through his teeth,''Dorian's in the bathroom!''

The bathroom door was about six feet from the bed the couple shared,but close enough that if the redhead made any noise,the child would be exposed to a certain world eleven years too early.

Jay's hand slid over the button on his mate's jeans. He chuckled mischievously and sat up.

''Come on!'' He pulled the redhead into his embrace,and Genesis' hands slammed firmly against the angel's chest. This earned a soft grunt,and Genesis smirked at his little victory.

''I know the kid's in the bathroom. But when are you gonna find the time to fix that problem?'' Jay's thigh pressed harshly between the redhead's legs,a soft moan escaped,and blue eyes looked up and glared at him.

''I hate you.''

"Why,because I'm right?"

"Mm. You started this,you better fix it."Genesis wrapped his arms around Jay's neck,pressing their foreheads together.

Jay unbuttoned the redhead's jeans and slid his hands inside,causing the youth's head to drop down to his shoulder. The shock of warm yet callused hands against his own cool skin was amazing,and he moaned softly. Genesis felt like a teenager again,reacting like a school boy.

He clung tightly to the angel's shirt,breathing quickening to meet his heart's demands. Heated fingers wrapped around his hardening length,and rather than be slow and torture the redhead like Jay wanted,the angel's hand tightened suddenly and began stroking hard and fast,earning a sharp but short cry.

Genesis bit into his husband's shoulder to stifle his own moans as he felt Jay's thumb press against the slit.

Jay smiled. He wanted to see more than that. Happily,he slid a free hand up under Genesis' shirt,pinching a hardened nipple. This earned him a shudder from the younger male.

"You're not letting me hear you!"Jay whined.

The angel suddenly felt a hand painfully gripping his throat. "We have a seven year old in the bathroom,which is only a few feet away!"Genesis gritted through his teeth. Jay didn't need do respond.

He gently lay the redhead back against the mattress and returned to his task quickly using his mouth. Genesis felt a shudder run through that betrayed the pleasure he'd normally feel.

Both children were objecting to the activity,though he didn't recall giving them a say.

The twinges were somewhat painful,but the pain went out the window when he returned his attention to Jay's hot mouth. He felt Jay's tongue chase over the slit,and that did it.

Jay was unable to catch Genesis' hips as they jerked up suddenly,unintentionally choking him slightly. The angel then tucked him back into his jeans and pressed a gentle kiss on the redhead's stomach just above his belt buckle.

"You're a dead man when we get home,"Genesis promised.

... ... ...

As Genesis and Dorian went outside to a waiting taxi,Jay stomped into the kitchen. Danny was doing dishes when heavy boots thumping against the concrete startled him.

''Forget something?''he asked as he set another dish in the dish drainer.

''Yeah,but I can't remember what...Let me see,I my kid,my mate,the luggage...oh yeah." The angel snatched Danny's collar and swung his fist,bruising the blond's face and causing him to drop a plate. Danny staggered back,grabbing the counter for support.

"What is your problem?!"Danny yelled. Jay simply stalked outside to where Mac was helping Genesis put luggage in the taxi. The angel's silence was grating at the New York detective's nerves.

"Is he still breathing?"

"He's fine." Mac winced at the bitterness and turned to leave when the wind was suddenly knocked out of him,and Jay's fist buried in his abdomen was the only thing keeping him from hitting the pavement.

"I'm not so cruel to destroy his chances of having another child. But you I can definitely hit in the gut."

Mac was practically paralyzed,partially from the pain and the developing bruise on his stomach, but also because he had never shared which one of them was the hermaphrodite. Yet,Jay somehow knew it was Danny.

Eric quietly nudged the front door open when he returned from work. Night had collapsed on Miami about an hour ago. The Cuban set his bags down by the couch and took off his coat,then paused at the silence. Strange,Horatio would normally be up right now. It was only seven o'clock.

Eric sighed and walked into the kitchen. He found a small piece of paper taped to the microwave,and he smiled. He had not expected the elder to cook something for him,but apparently he'd done so anyway, and the paper simply told him to heat it up.

The Cuban punched the numbers into the microwave and set it running before going upstairs to check on his elder lover. The bedroom door was slightly ajar,allowing him to peer inside. What he saw made him smile.

Horatio and Aidan were cocooned together in the blankets in the center of the bed. A single pillow lay in the nest that Horatio had supplied for Aidan to rest his head. Said child was snuggled close,his head buried in the elder's chest, inhaling his scent with every breath he took.

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