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Happy Friday everyone! Guess what's here! That's right, It's the 200th post! It's finally here! The coveted 200th chapter. Can you believe that we've got this far? After this, we don't have much longer left before we hit the drama of season 6. It's going to be in 5 chapters. And I hope that this little bit of future cuteness will help you guys get through what's going to happen next.

So here's what we have for this 200th chapter. Since you guys wanted something smutty and something baby related I figured I'd show you two different moments. So we have Rowan and Steve's first night together as a married couple, which is going to happen in Season 7. After that we have Rowan telling Steve that she's pregnant which is taking place somewhere in Season 8. So I hope you enjoy this chapter. Don't forget to leave me a review and I'll see you next time!

Chapter 200

Part 1 – So remember that proposal you saw? Well shortly after that we have a wedding scene and shortly after that we have their… FIRST NIGHT as a married couple, so it had to be super steamy, so I tried my best to amp that up for you guys. This will be taking place after Episode 7 in Season 7, just to give you guys a bit of a time line.

*This part contains smut, skip if need be*

Exhausted didn't even begin to cover it. Rowan couldn't wait to get back to their hotel room to get out of her shoes. So much so that in the elevator she took them off entirely. Sinking three inches immediately.

She had lost her veil at some point during the party. One of her pearl earrings was missing, the hotel staff on the hunt for it. Her lips stick was faded from all the times Steve kissed her, and her mascara was slightly smudged from the happy tears she had cried. Steve's hair was sticking up funny from all the times Danny, Chin and Grover kept putting their arms around Steve's neck and giving him congratulatory noogies. His lips stained a light pink from all the times he had kissed her. His bowtie had been untied and left hanging, his shirt was already part way undone. His jacket was off and slung over his shoulder and he too was as exhausted as his new wife.

They got to their room and quietly made their way through to the bed. Rowan threw her shoes on floor and went about taking her jewelry off. Steve threw his jacket on the bed, and unbuttoned his cuffs. He glanced over to where Rowan was standing by the bedside, her back to him as she took off her pearls. He could see the white starburst scar between her shoulder blades. A constant reminder that the reason he had her was because fate dropped her in his lap.

Rowan nearly jumped out of her skin when his hands found her shoulders. The length of his body pressed against her back, his breath hot against her neck. She felt his hands on the back of her dress, felt the zipper go down and then her dress slid off her body pooling at her feet.

She turned to Steve, his hands skimming down her sides. His eyes on her white bralette and matching lacy underwear. His fingers traced up and down her sides, one hand came up to cup her cheek as she went about unbuttoning his shirt.

He let her peel his shirt away from his shoulders and down his arms. She got to his buckle, managed to undo it and suddenly his hand had clasped behind her neck, pulling her to him. Her body hit his, her hands splayed across his chest as his mouth slid over hers.

His hands framed her face. Her arms encircled his neck, jumping up to her tippy toes to get closer to him. A sound escaped him. A strangled moan. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and that was when he pulled away from her. Her blue eyes searched his. Her fingers traced the outline of his jaw.

His hands shook as he unhooked the bra so much so that he couldn't unhook it. His body trembled as her hands pushed down the waistband of his dress pants. He kissed her again, this time softly, holding her to his chest, feeling of inch of her against him and the shaking vibrated through her.

He poured her onto the bed, coming to hover on top of her. His eyes cloudy with passion, staring at her as if he were seeing her for the very first time. She raised her finger tips to his jaw, her thumb running over his lower lip. Tears were welling up in his eyes, his chest was heaving as if he had just come back from a run. She knew this look, knew it off by heart.

She pulled him down to her. Pulled his hot body down to her cool one, pressing up until every inch of her skin was against his. She held him as he quaked. She pressed kisses to his shoulder, to his neck. Nibbled on his ear until he groaned.

His hands slipped under her back. Her bralette finally came undone. Thrown across the room before Rowan could slip it away. His mouth came down on her freshly bared skin, hot and hungry. She squirmed beneath his wandering hands and suckling mouth. One of his hands skimmed down her body, over her stomach and down her thighs, before travelling in between her legs and then down her lace panties.

She stifled her moan by sinking her teeth into his tatted shoulder. Steve's groan of pleasure vibrated through her breast and he rewarded her by both sinking a finger into the liquid heat pooling between her legs and by nipping the taunt nipple he had captured in his mouth.

Rowan writhed in earnest. Her fingers threaded through his hair, her other hand gripped his ribs, hanging on for dear life. He pulled his head away from her breasts to kiss her. Slowly and leisurely like he had all the time in the world while she was desperate to feel him inside her.

"Please, Steve, now," she whispered to him as his lips travelled down her jaw to that sweet spot on her neck, right below her ear.

"Soon," he replied, a second finger slipping into her causing her gasp.

She shook her head. "No. Now," she breathed out.

Steve kissed her again, his fingers slipping out of her. He moved away, his hands framing her hips. She raised them so he could pull the panties off of her. While he was distracted with sitting up to throw her panties across the room, Rowan sat up too finally managing to get into his boxers. He came free in her hands and the gasp that echoed through the room as her mouth took all of him almost made her laugh.

She ran her tongue over the tip of him and his hands came to grip the back of her head.

Oh Gods filled the room as she bobbed up and down. But it wasn't until she heard the fuck escape him that she stopped. Slowly letting him fall out of her mouth and then tilting her head back to smile up at him.

A hand cupped her chin as he stared down at her with wonder. As if he couldn't believe she was there with him. She helped him get rid of the rest of his clothes and then once they were free of all barriers she gently pulled him back down to the bed.

He came between her legs, she spread them for him, enveloping him in her arms as he hovered above her. She was ready, she was practically on the verge of begging him for it, but there was something in his gaze, something that made her stomach flutter.

He kissed her again, deeply. His tongue duelling hers. When he slipped into her she was expecting it, her hips raised to take all of him, her head thrown back disengaging their kiss as she reveled in the ecstasy he could bring her by just being inside her. When she brought her eyes back to stare into his he slowly began thrusting, she understood then. This wasn't like their usual fervent love making, this was something softer, meant to savour every inch of her.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, her hands felt each ripple of his back muscles with each delicious thrust. Each one deeper than the next. A hand travelled to her thigh, fingertips dinging into her skin to get that leg she threw over his lower back to go even higher and so he could get even deeper.

There were no words to describe the feeling. The way they came together, body mind and soul. The way they became one. One heart beating in two different chests. Their love encompassed them, it became everything, stretching until it filled up every nook and cranny of their bodies. When they reached their climax it was together, as one, their lips together swallowing each other's cries of ecstasy.

Finished Steve collapsed beside her, pulling her to his chest and sighing contently into her ear. Their hands linked. Their wedding bands clinking silently as they rubbed together. Rowan found herself staring at them, the way the rings looked on their fingers. The way they looked when they held hands. The onyx band a stark comparison to the sparkling rose-gold of hers. Different but the same. Like them.

"I love you Rowan Pierce," he whispered into her ear, his voice thick with sleep. "I love you more than anything else in this world."

Rowan turned in his arms, her nose a hair's breadth away from his. "And I love you Steven McGarrett in this universe and all the others," she whispered to him. She put a hand to his cheek. "But you got something wrong."

His eyebrows drew together in confusion. Fear passed over his handsome features. "I'm not Rowan Pierce anymore. I'm Rowan McGarrett."

Steve laughed and pulled her closer. A hand took the back of her head and forced her to look back up at him. His mouth hot and heady taking hers fully. Moments later they were asleep. They fell asleep pressed together. Noses millimetre's apart, intertwined heart, body and soul.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Part 2 – This isn't solidified yet, I haven't watched the episode the whole way through so aspects of this may change, it may be part of a bigger part, it may go longer than this. When we get to Season 8 Episode 8 you'll get to see then, but this is essentially the gist of what's going to happen.

Steve got out of the plane, to the congratulations of his team and defacto pit crew, completely amazed that he managed to land the plane after clipping the pylon. Damn he was just too good. He didn't even care that he came in dead last, okay he kind of did, but he was going to graciously let it go.

However their celebrations were cut short by the appearance of a very very angry Rowan who announced her arrival by shoving him quite roughly.

"Did you fly the fucking plane?" Rowan shouted and Steve flinched. The flight suit was a dead giveaway so he couldn't quite lie to her, but it also meant she was giving him the option to do so which was throwing him off and a little underhanded of her.

"Well… I uh… I had to… uh… I had to…"

"Did you clip a pylon?" "Okay… now…" "DID YOU CLIP A FUCKING PYLON SHOWING OFF?!"

Steve's eyes went wide in shock. God she was just flying off the fucking handle. What was her problem? "Okay… just calm down…"

"DON'T TELL ME TO BE CALM!"

"Uh… he did… he did hit a pylon, and he did almost go down but he did also pull himself up and as you can see he's fine," Danny said and her wild eyes turned on him. That look alone was enough to send Danny back clearly not willing to take on Rowan himself and leaving Steve to deal with her crazy mood swing on her own. But before he could try to calm his wife down she was shaking her head and taking a step back and away from him.

"That's it," she growled. "That's it, we're done. I'm divorcing you."

All eyes turned to Steve whose heart stopped in his chest. What the fuck had she just say? "Whoa, wait a second, hold on, what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you! You promised me you wouldn't get in that plane. You promised me you'd pick me up," she said suddenly crying and Steve stared at her confused. Fuck he had forgotten about the doctor's appointment and that he had promised to pick her up from it.

"Aw Ro… I'm sorry, don't cry," he said, but she was moving away from him not letting him grab her as she swiped away her tears, she was definitely frazzled and that was worrying him. "Is it bad news? Is that it? Are you sick?" he asked fear climbing up his throat. He wasn't sure he could handle her being sick but he couldn't say that, he'd need to be strong for her if that was the case. And that was the only reason he could think of that would have her that upset right now. "Whatever it is we'll get through it, just tell me what it is, okay?"

Rowan went into her purse and pulled out a paper. "I'm positive," she said handing it to him.

"Positive? Positive for what?" Steve asked, she handed him the paper that his panicked mind couldn't read and didn't understand. "Rowan what were you tested for? What's positive?"

"I can't do this. Stay at Danny's, I don't want to see you ever again," she cried storming away from him.

Steve called her name, kept calling after her asking what she was positive for and as he did Danny ripped the paper out of his hands. He looked it over for two seconds and then sighed and looked back at Steven.

"What the hell just happened… is she like…is she leaving me? What does she have? Do you know what that says?" he asked starting to get more panicked by the moment.

Danny nodded and Steve groaned. "Then what, what is it?"

"Okay, let's see if you get it. She's got crazy mood swings, she's got strange cravings and she's been sick," Danny said while Steve nodded.

"Yes I know, I know, I've been with her every morning as she throws up, I just don't know what's wrong with her."

"Steven. Mood swings. Cravings. Morning sickness," Danny snapped clapping his hands with each symptom as if the clapping would get it through his head. All around him he saw everyone else getting it, like those words clicked in their heads. What wasn't he getting? When Steve just stared at him Danny added: "She's just tested positive…"

He knew all of that already. But that didn't help him because he didn't know what test someone who was having mood swings cravings and morning sickness would do except for…

A pregnancy test.

"She's… she's…" "Pregnant, yes," Danny interrupted. Shock knocked Steve a few steps back from Danny as he took that in. Steve found himself running his hands through his hair as the dots all connected in his head and the reality of the situation sunk into his brain. "Oh my god, she's pregnant."

"Well don't just stand there," Danny cried, and Steve glanced back to where Rowan had been storming away to go to her car.

He glanced back to them as if needed permission but all his friends shouted the exact same thing to him, or some version of: "Go after her!" and then Steven was sprinting to get to her before she could drive away. He slid to a stop by the driver's side door, and struggled to get the door open. Once he had it open he half yanked her out of the car to look at her. He gripped her by the shoulders to look her over looking for any sign that she was different but she still looked like the same old Rowan to him.

"You're pregnant?" he asked her even though he knew she was. She half nodded to him a weepy smile growing on her face and Steve held her a little more tightly. "You're pregnant!" she nodded again and he suddenly broke out in a giant grin and hugged her tightly.

Dear fucking god. She was pregnant.

She pushed out of his crushing hug and put her hand to her belly, Steve followed the motion placing a hand to her stomach as if he would be able to feel his child inside her. "I'm barely even showing, but he's in there, they say he's healthy but small…"

"Wait he? He? How do you know… is it a vision…"

"Oh, no that would be the other thing," Rowan said, going for her purse and rooting through it. "I'm uh… I'm about four and a half months into this whole pregnancy thing."

And she was that skinny?! Steve had so many questions, like how either of them had missed the signs for that long, when Rowan distracted him by handing him a picture. A print out of an ultrasound. A print out of their baby.

"They uh… they can tell he's a boy, see, right there," she said pointing to a smudgy bit. She then leant back. "He uhm… he has your nose."

Steve couldn't help it he started to laugh and then tears of happiness started fall. He was going to have a son. A son. Another son.

"Are you okay?"

Steve nodded taking a hold of her and pulling her to his chest. Fuck, he had never been so happy in his life.

I would like to thank each and every reader, every commenter, every follower and every favouriter, for your patronage to this story. I appreciate each and every single one of you and I hope that you guys continue on this journey with me and you enjoy it as much as I enjoy sharing it with you. We're half way there guys! We're half way finished! (Unless season 10 gives me inspiration, pray that it doesn't, otherwise we'll be done after season 9). Again, thank you for being here with me through all of this and I hope you're still with me when this story finally comes to an end!