-That night-
Zayn
"That was great." I breathed, tracing patterns on his bare chest.

"Quite the workout." I added.

"Again?" Harry asked.

"No, no more tonight." I chuckled.

"Why not?" He asked, making me lift my head from his shoulder and look at him.

"Can aliens just have sex whenever they want? Do they not have to recuperate?" I asked.

Harry nodded. "Mating is endless."

"Well we're not exactly taking about mating, we're talking about having sex." I clarified.

"Mating is sex, beautiful. Every time is special." He said.

"I agree, but mating is for making babies. Sex can be...because of love, and for the pleasure and closeness." I said.

"Babies." He smiled.

I stared at him for a moment. "We're not making babies, Harry. We've practically got two already." I scoffed, wondering what Louis was up to.

I knew he hadn't gone to bed.

He came home, and told Harry and I that he ran into that blonde alien.

Louis told us that his name was Sam, and that he claimed his kind would take over earth soon.

For almost an hour, Harry didn't speak.

He paced, then began to drift around the house, obviously deep in thought.

Eventually, Harry assured us that we would be safe.

All of us.

I tried to ask him what he planned to do, and how we would be safe, but he avoided my questions.

He started acting like Louis never told us what he did.

Even though I was slightly concerned, I also overlooked it.

Louis seemed to have done the same.

Nobody was really taking Sam's threat too seriously, and I hoped that wasn't a mistake.

"Babies." Harry chuckled, leaning over and kissing me.

"Why d'you keep saying that?" I asked when our lips parted.

"I know you wore protection." I said softly, tapping his slightly swollen lower lip with my finger.

He grinned, leaning forward and nibbling at my finger.

"We will have many babies, beautiful. That way my kind will walk this planet. Many of my kind, that can protect the humans from harm." He explained, looking into my eyes.

I chuckled, deciding to believe that he was joking around, even though I knew he wasn't.

"Okay." I smiled, patting his cheek before I got out of bed, pulling some clothes on.

I shuffled out of our bedroom, going into the lounge to find Louis sat up on the sofa, typing away on my laptop.

"Still talking to that guy?" I asked, folding my arms.

"Mhmm." He hummed, his eyes glued to the screen.

"He seems really nice. I'm getting a good vibe from him." Louis said.

"He's a stranger. You don't even know what he does!" I scoffed.

"He's training to be a police officer." Louis chuckled.

"Yeah, wouldn't you be the perfect couple? The officer and the pot smoker." I muttered.

"That'd make one hell of a sitcom." Louis smirked.

"Plenty of sex scenes, too." He added.

"D'you even know what he looks like?" I asked.

"No, it's anonymous." Louis said.

"That doesn't seem serial killer inviting at all." I said sarcastically.

"Didn't you just have sex? Why are you being so negative?" Louis asked.

"How'd you know that....we-"

"You're not exactly quiet." Louis interrupted, glancing at me.

I blushed, looking at the floor.

"Anyway, I think I deserve some happiness. Plus these hormones have got me so horny I can barely control myself." Louis said quietly.

"Um, I just remembered that I came out here to get water." I said, quickly walking off into the kitchen.

As I held a glass under the running water, I heard a small noise from behind me.

I turned the water off, turning to see Morello standing in the doorway, crying.

She wore her favourite purple pajama pants and matching top, her messy hair hanging down to her hips now.

"What's wrong, baby?" I frowned, setting my glass down and going over to her.

"The bad man came, daddy." She said quietly.

"What bad man?" I asked, kneeling in front of her.

"The one y-you and daddy were talking about. I has a bad dream and-and he took me away." She cried.

She had been in the lounge earlier when we all had been talking about Sam.

I assumed she wasn't listening, and was in her own world playing with the Power Ranger dolls she begged me for.

I gently wiped her tears away, pulling her close and resting my forehead against hers.

"That's never going to happen, okay? Daddy and I would never let that happen. You're safe, I promise." I whispered.

"I'm never going to let anything happen to you, babe." I added.

"I don't want to go back in my room. Can I sleep with you and daddy?" She asked.

"Of course, c'mon." I said, picking her up and turning the kitchen light off.

"Night night, Lou." She said to Louis as we passed.

"Night kid." He said, typing something again.

Thankfully, Harry was dressed when I brought Morello into our bedroom.

"I wanna be in the middle." She said, crawling across the bed after I put her down.

"She had a bad dream." I told Harry.

Morello had never slept in our bed with us before.

She'd always been very tough.

This dream must've really scared her.

-The next day-
"You do it wrong, daddy." Morello scolded Harry, tapping his hand so he wouldn't touch her tea set.

"I'm pouring it." She said, giving him a look.

The two of them were sitting on the floor, with two of Morello's dolls, having an elegant tea party.

Louis was on the sofa next to me, practically glued to my laptop.

Harry made a pouty face, flicking his tea cup away.

It was a small, plastic tea cup, no match for his large fingers.

Morello gasped, staring at him.

"You leave. No tea for you!" She said.

Harry grinned, taking the teapot as he got up and hurried off down the hall.

"No, daddy!" Morello yelled, huffing with irritation as she got up and chased him.

"Give it back!" I heard her scream in a savage way.

"Harry, stop messing with her." I called, chuckling.

I heard Harry fake a frightened scream, and eventually I heard Morello giggling.

"You've got a really cute little family there, Zayn." Louis spoke up, smiling at me.

I smiled as well, laughing quietly.

"Yeah, I'm really lucky, aren't I?" I asked, listening to their laughter.

"Harry claims we're going to have many babies." I chuckled.

"You ought too." Louis said quietly, replying to another message.

"Why?" I scoffed.

"Morello's beautiful, and can set things on fire by staring at them. You're trying to tell me we don't need more people like that in the world?" Louis asked.

"Just imagine it. Maybe you have a boy next, and he can fly or something." He said.

"Or a little sister for Morello that has super strength." Louis continued.

"Just having Morello was and is a risk, Louis. When she starts school we have to worry about her setting something on fire. If some...scientist finds out about her and...what she is, we'll be all.....exposed." I said.

"They'd preform tests on her, and Harry too. It'd be awful."

"Just...teach her that she can't set things on fire when she's out or at school. It's not that hard." Louis said.

"Wait until yours are born." I scoffed.

"I'm not ready." He said quietly, after a long silence.

I looked at him, noticing his worried expression.

"I'm scared something will go wrong. You know....I was reading earlier about....the risks of being pregnant with twins and.....there are all of these awful stories about like, one dying and the parts growing into the second one, or one getting all of the nutrients while the other starves to death." He said, staring off into space.

"I'm so scared, Zayn." He whispered, eventually looking at me.

"Listen," I began, closing the laptop.

"You don't have to be scared. In...what, five months you've got another sonogram appointment?" I asked.

"Zayn, so much can happen in five months. I'm going earlier than that...I was thinking of making an appointment for next month." Louis said.

"Okay, if that'd make you feel better." I nodded.

"It would." He said quietly.

"Have you thought about names?" I asked.

"I'll start thinking when I know their genders." Louis said, rubbing his stomach.

"But...I've always liked the name Zayn." He smiled at me.

"You'd name one of your children after me?" I smiled.

"Maybe. I also like the name Harrison. There's something....sophisticated about it. But I was also thinking, maybe their names could sound the same, or start with the same letter." He said.

"If they're boys...maybe something like...Chandler and Charlie." Louis shrugged.

"I like that." I nodded, smiling a little.

"That could get confusing, though." I said.

"Hell, I'll just call them one and two." Louis said, giving up and opening the laptop again.

I chuckled, noticing that he was still on that chatting site.

"You've been talking almost non-stop to this guy for two days." I said.

"Oh good, the time keeper I ordered came." Louis said sarcastically, glancing over me from head to toe before he looked back at the laptop.

"D'you think you'll meet him in person soon? I mean, with all of this talking you've been doing I'm sure you both know everything about each other." I teased.

"He's hinted at meeting in person a few times but I made it clear that it's too soon." Louis said.

"Lou, why waste time? Life is short, you've got to get out there before your opportunities are gone, taken by someone else." I told him.

"Oh look, the inspirational calendar I ordered came too." He said flatly, giving me a look.

"Why don't you want to meet him in person?" I chuckled.

"It's spring time, Zayn. If I wear a jacket, he'll get suspicous." Louis said.

"Why would you wear a jacket?" I frowned.

Louis pointed at his stomach. "That."

"It's...not too noticable. At least, not yet. Which is why you should go ahead and get out there." I said, knowing that him sitting here on the sofa all day wasn't good for him.

"Okay, I go out, we hit it off, but then what? There's no way he's going to want to keep seeing me when he finds out about this." Louis said sadly.

I bit my lip, trying to think of what to say.

"Daddy, will you have tea with me?" Morello asked, walking up and leaning against my leg.

I looked up at Harry as he came back into the room, watching him walk over and look out the window.

"Rain is coming." Harry said.

"Oh, I didn't know that he could predict the weather. Or did you upgrade him?" Louis asked.

"I upgraded him." I smiled at Harry.

"But, how about some real tea?" I asked, looking at Morello.

By real tea, I meant tea for me, and apple juice in a teacup for Morello.

"Okay." She grinned.

"Go on to the kitchen." I smiled, patting her back.

"Okay." Louis said excitedly, getting up and racing Morello to the kitchen.

I chuckled at them, closing the laptop Louis left open, putting it on the coffee table.

Harry came over to me as I stood up, taking me into his arms.

Harry smiled at me, kissing my nose.

"Tea for me too?" He asked.

I chuckled, nodding again.

"Of course."

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A/N: WARNING: I will be skipping some time between this chapter and the next. (It won't be three years again, I know that was a bit extreme.) I am warning you, because it appears that time skipping can be shocking to some. I won't leave anything important out, so don't worry, I got this :)
-Zaydrian