(EDITING) Under A Lonely Moon

Part Thirty Six

Zak's P.O.V

I fell face first onto my bed. I was exhausted. Thankfully Kasper's party went by as planned and,

To my relief, without any unexpected arrivals. I'd just tucked him into his new bed and Nova was

Putting the twins in there cots.

'You alright baby?' Nova whispered as he lay down next to me. He gently rubbed his hand up and

Down my back soothingly, relieving some of the built up tension.

'Yeah, just tired.' I mumbled into my pillow.

Nova chuckled softly and I felt him move off the bed. I flinched a little when I felt his hands

suddenly appear round me as they lifted me off the bed. He sat me on his lap so I straddled his

waist as he began tugging my clothes off.

'N-nova,' I grabbed his wrists as his hands went to my trousers.

He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow, 'you said you were tired so I'm getting you undressed

For bed.' He tried to look innocent but I knew what he was up to.

'Nova I don't want anymore kids until the three we already have are grown up enough to fend for

Themselves.' I told him sternly. He was about to speak but I cut him off, 'so unless you have a

Condom, which I know for a fact you don't, I'm not doing anything with you any time soon.' I slid

Off his lap and walked into the bathroom.

Once I'd gotten myself ready for bed I walked back into our room. Nova was already under the

covers and I knew from the way he was lying that he was sulking. I sighed and got under the covers

And tried to get to sleep.

Time passed painfully slow as I tried to drift off but couldn't. My baby's cry filled the silence. Nova

Didn't even budge at the sound so I growled a couple curses under my breath and went to check on

The twins. I opened the door to their nursery but was surprised to find them both sound asleep.

Kasper. I ran across the room and opened the door to his room only to be tackled by my son.

'Sshh, baby, what's wrong?' I picked his trembling form up and held him tight to my chest. I sat us

On the rocking chair he had in his room and gently rocked us. 'Its okay baby boy. Daddy's got you.

It's okay.' I whispered to his as he continued to sob in my arms. His little fingers clutched my shirt.

After an hour my little boy still hadn't calmed down. 'Shall we get you some nice warm milk? And

You can sit with daddy and watch tele for a bit?' I kissed him gently on the top of his head as he

Nodded. 'Come on then baby.'

He refused to let go of me for a single second as I put some milk in the microwave to warm up. I

Handed him his sippy cup and turned on the tv, putting one of the kids programmes I'd recorded

For him on. He calmed down bit by bit which was a relief.

'D-daddy,' Kasper sniffled.

'Yeah baby.' I hummed as I watched him play with my fingers.