Time After Next

[Dawnfire]

Jaxon sat on his and Eric's bed, looking at pictures of Gio that he had on his nightstand. He bit his lip, pondering something that had been annoying him for some time now.
He love Giorge but... Even with the red hair and the blue eyes... There were things about him that were completely foreign because... He didn't know him. He didn't know his parents so he didn't know what type of person Gio could become.
He knew his kid but he had no idea about his genetics.
He... He wanted his own blood... He wanted to raise his own blood... And Eric... Eric's too...
He stood up slowly, deciding that he couldn't bite his tongue any longer.
He walked downstairs, having made the beds and set everything up for their guests and walked down to Maggie and Eric.
"Ricky... I want to talk to you..." he said softly as he twisted the ring o his finger.

[Harrison]

"Okay." I looked down at him, confused and concerned at his tone of voice. I lead him into the lounge room which was Maggies cue to take the cookies and head outside.
"Whats up love?" I murmured gently, holding his hands in mine.

[Dawnfire]

He pulled his hands from Eric's because he needed to have himself stay serious and not disolve in to tears. When Eric touched him and caressed his hands and face and used a soft tone, it made him feel safe enough to break down crying and crying wasn't what needed to happen.
"Do you... I... I want another child." He said softly, "I want a biological child." He looked up at Eric for a moment before returning his eyes to his hands in his lap.
"I love Giorgie but... I want a little us... I want to be able to look at a baby and know it was ours and be able to say it has your hair and my eyes..." He could feel his tears coming and he closed his eyes to avoid them falling, "A surrogate..." He said softly, "I want to use a surrogate..."

[Harrison]

"Oh love," I pulled him in close and kissing his forehead, "yah know we ain't gonna have a kid with bits of both of us in it, not unless you have a sister." I cooed gently as I could, holding him tight to me.
It sucked but it was very much the truth.
I wasn't sure what to say that could comfort this becasue I had the same mental war after we married. We wouldn't get to have a little kid of our own, biologically anyway, so I settled for adoption or foster care.
Besides, I didn't want to put the Harrison genes on anyone, especially my own kid.

[Dawnfire]

Jaxon shook his head and pulled out of his hold, "I don't have a sister..."
He left the words unsaid, but you do... Leaving them hanging in the air between them.
He knew Eric hated the Harrison bloodline and he also knew that if Maggie was their surrogate, the child could very much turn out insane but... If they stripped the kid of any kind of special ability... It could be fine. Jaxon was desperate for them to have a kid together. Giorge... He loved Giorge... But... It wasn't quite the same...

[Harrison]

"Maggie's practically infertile..." I whispered, because thoes words weren't something to just be said.
"Jax I..." I wouldn't ask my sister this, her body wasn't fit for pregnancy and so many things could go wrong for the child. It could turn out to be like me, fucked in the head with killer tendencies and morality problems. With all the chemicals and zombies Maggie works around so many things could go wrong.
My mind spun at the possibilities.
"I'll ask." I finally uttered, letting out a slow breath. Once upon a time I promised Jaxon I wouldn't lie to him, I swore it upon my own balls.
"Just know that there could be some serious problems with a child that comes from her."

[Dawnfire]

"I-I know that... But... Please..." He opened his eyes, tilting his head back as he tried his best to keep himself from crying, "This sucks..."
He took in a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I really want to try..."

[Harrison]

I enveloped him in a hug, as if trying to sheild him from his own feelings.
"I'll ask." I promised and just to be optimistic I added, "might be twins." I buried my nose in his hair, fighting back my own sympathetic tears as the idea of how hard this much be for Jax crept up on me. So for a moment I let myself fantasise the idea if having a little us.
"They could have your cute little nose and my jawline," I murmured, fingers playing with Jaxons hair to calm him.

[Dawnfire]

Jaxon sniffled and giggled softly, his heart aching at the thought. His tears fell faster, only because he was allowing himself hope.
"The other day... I heard Giorgie mimick your accent... I almost collapsed in happiness." He told him quietly, "I think he thinks I'm the foreigner in the family... Because most of the people around him have NC accents."
That made him sadder because the knly reason his family weren't here was because of Maggie and her crazy shit... Did he really want kids with her genes?

[Harrison]

"If we stick him in a small school he will get an accent like his papa." I chuckled, cursing as tears slipped down my face. Well folks, life wasn't easy and this was one of the hard moments that made me cry.
"Come on Jax, yah better get back to Gio, I got a roast to make." I murmured, but I didn't let him go. I held him and I held him some more.
"I don't want my kid to be like me Jax, that ain't healthy. Slayers aren't healthy." I breathed harshly, clenching my Jaw against the tears. I hadn't noticed but Colt had put up a wall of privacy, giving us some space to be alone.

[Dawnfire]

Jaxon chuckled at his comment about a small school.
He rubbed his eyes, looking up because he could hewr the crying in Eric's tone. He rested his forehead again Eric's and said softly, "Why can't we just strip his slayer abilities... He can be normal... I don't want him to struggle either but... He- or she- would grow up in a loving family with people to help him..."
He stroked Eric's cheek gently, "Why don't you spend a lot of time with Gio?"

[Harrison]

I didn't want to talk about this anymore. I didn't want to open my mouth because I knew Jax wouldn't like the answer.
"Jax, I will ask. I don't know what she will say and I don't know if she can get pregnant anymore anyway." My tone was clipped, not as gentle anymore, "and as for Gio, I do spend time with him but you keep hogging him... that was a lie... Do I have to answer that?" I struggled, closing my eyes.

[Dawnfire]

Jaxon stood up, looking at him, his eyes weary. He was already in protective dad mode.
"Yes. You do have to answer that." he watched him carefully, putting space between them slowly.

[Harrison]

I opened my eyes and Jax was out of reach, I will be honest here and say that that hurt more than having to say this.
"Yah know how my dad was... abusive," I winced at the words, hand scratching my neck, "It sounds stupid... But I don't, I don't wanna turn out like him... I don't wanna hurt Gio or break him. I mean have you seen how small he is? I thought about moving his room downstairs when he tripped on the stairs last night." It didn't come out like I planned, it just rushed out of my mouth and presented it self to my husband. Is there really a right way to say your scared of hurting your baby boy so you touch him as little as possible?
My tears had dried up but my emotions kept flowing, strong enough to break the mental wall between Zach and I. I felt the mental comfort from him like a hand on my shoulder, he understood even if Jax didn't.

[Dawnfire]

Jaxon listened to him and couldn't hide the smile that broke across his lips. He brought his hand up to cover it, his other moving to his hip.
"Eric..." His voice was filled wuth love and relief and amusement.
He movwd over to him and held his hands as he giggled, "Sorry, it isn't... It isn't funny but it kind of is... You're nothing like your father because your father wouldn't have thought that. Your father would have shoved you down the stairs, you thought of ways to prevent it happening again."
He leaned up, kissing his cheek as his fingers burried in his hair, holding his head in against the crook of his neck, "You're a good father..." He kissed his temple again, "The sheer fact that you are aware of your father and that you don't want to be like him means you are better than him."
He stood up, putting his hands on his hips.
"Now go get your son and teach him how to make a roast!"