A/N: It's been aminute, but this scene has been playing on my mind. Hope you all enjoy.

Pregnancy Frustrations

"It's a girl."

Sarah smiled at the pronouncement but kept her gaze locked upon her husband – more interested in his reaction than what was occurring on the ultrasound screen. He was entranced by the grainy image. An awed smile pulled at his lips as he gently swayed with their weary infant. It was almost naptime for Callum, and they were doing their best to keep him awake until that time.

"Look, Callum. Your little sister is right there." Mildly interested eyes followed the direction of his father's hand, but it didn't take long for the little boy to lose interest and lean his head heavily on his father's shoulder, "It's cooler than it sounds. I promise."

The ultrasound tech snickered, and Sarah rolled her eyes, "Give it up, Babe. He's not interested. He'll be out before we get back to the car."

Connor glanced ruefully at her as Dr. Harris stepped back into the room. She studied the sonogram for a moment and smiled, "Cindy, already tell you two it's a girl?"

Sarah nodded, "Yep - any other surprises?"

Harris shook her head, stepping out of the way so the tech could head over to the next patient, "No, all your numbers are good. Your bloodwork came back just fine. You two have any questions for me?"

Connor began to shake his head when Sarah piped up, "More a request."

Two curious pairs of eyes fell on her, and Sarah fought back a blush as she blurted out, "Can you tell my husband it's okay for us to have sex?"

"Sarah!" Connor yelped, feeling an uncomfortable flush rise up his neck.

Harris bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling, but Sarah rolled her eyes, "You've been treating me like glass. Baby, I am this close to tying you to the bed and having my way with you."

She held her fingers with barely a paper-widths distance between her thumb and forefinger. Despite himself, Connor looked mildly intrigued by the forced bondage idea, but still, a scowl painted his lips, "I'm just trying to keep you relaxed.

"You being afraid to touch me is not relaxing," Sarah muttered.

"She is good to have sex, but if you have concerns, I can give you a list of potential adverse reactions to look for." Harris offered as Sarah groaned piteously.

"Oh good... another reason for him to hover," Sarah muttered as she reached for the tissue box to wipe the gel from her belly.

"Sarah." Connor rebuked wearily.

Harris took that as her cue to step back out, "Why don't I get that list and let you two talk? I'll be back in a few minutes."

She stepped out the door before anyone could protest, not that either of them would. Connor was staring at his wife tiredly, "We've been over this."

"No, you've been over this," Sarah said; because she understood her husband better than he thought she did. He was terrified. He didn't talk about it much – wouldn't talk about it much, but that day in the delivery room had scared the hell out of him. She knew that her being pregnant again just made that fear resurface. The reality of losing her... well, it was a reality now, "I don't need kid gloves. I need my husband –in all ways."

"Sex raises blood pressure. Places stress on the system that could otherwise be avoided." Connor listed pointedly as she rolled her eyes again.

"And orgasms release endorphins, serotonin, and oxytocin – all of which are good things for me and you to have." Sarah replied before going for the low-blow question, "Do you just find me unattractive now?"

Connor glowered at her, "Yes, you're hideous. I can't imagine how you got pregnant in the first place."

Despite his obvious sarcasm, Sarah's eyes widened in surprised hurt, "Connor!"

"It was a stupid question and I know what you're doing, wife of mine." He said indifferently, "When have I ever not found you gorgeous?"

"Apparently now, because we haven't had sex in months." Came her swift retort.

Connor couldn't respond as her curt tone had Callum fussing. He sensed the rising tension between his parents as much as he heard it, and he didn't like it. Connor bounced him lightly, in an attempt to soothe, but he just continued to cry.

Sarah sighed and reached for her boy, "Give him to me."

"I got him." Connor muttered, "Get your bag, so we can go."

As soon as she slipped off the examination table, Connor was out the door. She settled the details for her next appointment as he got Callum situated in his car seat. A favored blanket and stuffed toy were wrapped around the little boy as he finally fell into the Land of Nod.

The stiff line to Connor's back let her know they weren't going to continue their discussion – not without disturbing Callum anyway. She really didn't want a fight. She swallowed another sigh and headed for the passenger door.

It surprised her when his hand on the door keeping it shut... keeping her from getting inside, "Connor?"

Wordlessly, his other hand delved into her thick curls as he pulled her head back and met her lips with his. His kiss was harsh and biting, his frustration evident as his tongue swept over hers. It stole her breath and made her moan, but he wasn't done. He pressed her gently into the door. The curve of her ass slotted perfectly into his hips and the hardness she had come to miss, an all too familiar heat swept through her body.

This... she had been missing this.

Slowly, so slowly he ended the kiss even as she mewled in protest. He nipped at her ear, "Don't tell me, I don't find you attractive."

The passenger door clicked open, and he softly ushered her inside. Dazedly, she could only stare up at him, "Tease."

Connor smirked, "Tie me up then."

He shut the door on her surprised squawk.