"Think Jon's killed Tico yet?" Sadie asked David, adjusting the belt of her jacket.

"Knowing Tico, he'll have Jon's head in a chokehold and won't let go," David replied. He shifted the shopping bags in his hand, his free arm wrapped around Sadie.

They were in a busy street at the heart of the city. Car horns blared, sirens wailed and people shouted: it was the typical hustle and bustle of a weekday afternoon. After shopping on their own, David and Sadie ran into Roxy and Richie. They decided to grab lunch at a local bistro and were currently lounging around the table.

"It was a good show, though. The crowd loved it." She paused, then smiled, "You two obviously loved it too."

"Always do, babygirl," he said, kissing the top of her head. "Hearing your sweet moans in my ear..."

"Okay, you two!" Roxy laughed. "You're sickening."

"You love us anyway!" Sadie laughed, sticking her tongue out at Roxy.

"Yeah, I do," Roxy smiled. She looked at the two bags at her feet and frowned. "I'll never understand how you can spend five thousand dollars in a few hours in a boutique."

"What's your problem? That was my money!" David chuckled.

Roxy snorted and shook her head, taking a long sip of her sweet tea. "Still! You don't spend that much in a year, I'll bet!"

"You'd win that bet; I just spent that much on a ring," he said, his arm tightening around Sadie.

She looked up at him and smiled, "Just on a ring?"

He smirked, "On the ring...and other things." He lowered his voice to a whisper, his hand sliding discreetly down to her belly, "Later, though."

Sadie stretched and winced, rubbing her eyes. "We should probably get back to the hotel. I wouldn't say no to soaking in a bubble bath and a foot massage."

"Oooh, you're going to get so much more than a foot massage," David whispered into her ear.

"What about my feet?" Richie asked with a pout and winked at his friend.

David snorted and rolled his eyes. "I'm not going near those things."

"Hey, I've been trying to get rid of those horrid loafers," Roxy chuckled.

"Keep your hands off my shoes," he growled with fake menace. "They're comfortable! Well worn!" He stuck his foot out and wiggled it, the offending shoe peeking out from beneath the hem of his jeans.

"I got a pair of his that you can chuck out," Sadie laughed, nodding towards Dave. "God, they stink!"

"You wanna head back too, baby?" Richie asked.

"I'd love to get to the spa if we have time," Roxy replied. "I'm a mess."

"Such a mess! But you're my mess," Richie smirked which earned him a poke in the ribs. "Ouch!"

"Serves you right for agreeing with me," she replied.

The couples walked arm in arm towards the hotel, ignoring the hushed whispers from the sidewalk gazers. Dave, who walked in front with Sadie, looked up as they were about to round the corner and threw his arm up. Sadie, Richie and Roxy came to a dead stop and gave him curious glances.

Dave backed them up behind the hedges and sighed. "There's a huge fucking group at the entrance."

"How many?"

"25...maybe a few photogs," Dave replied.

"It's okay," Sadie said, "Roxy and I are good."

"We could sneak in around the back?" Roxy asked. "Remember last time?"

Dave and Richie stared at each other, both wondering which would be better. There was another, much larger group, approaching from behind them.

"D, what if you and I go offer ourselves as bait so the girls can sneak in?" Richie suggested. "But first we get Matty on the phone, just in case. Or the girls can have him on speed dial."

"We both have him on speed dial," Sadie replied, "Since we started traveling around with you all. Come on, men. Offer up yourselves as sacrifice."

"Any sign of trouble and we'll call the heavies for you," Roxy grinned, kissing Richie. "Good luck, baby. I'll be watching where they put their hands."

"Thanks. You be careful, too," he replied. "C'mon, man," he turned to David and drew in a fortifying breath. "Let's do this."

Skilled professionals they were, Dave and Richie approached the group of fans, waving politely as screams erupted. Roxy and Sadie watched from a safe distance as CDs, pictures and markers were thrust in front of their men.

"All these years later, I still don't know how they do it," Sadie commented.

"Have no idea," she replied. "C'mon...let's skirt around them to the door." Roxy slipped her arm through Sadie's and led them past the worst of it, almost making their way to the door when a couple of young girls broke from the pack and approached them.

"Excuse me," a shy voice came from behind. "You're their girlfriends, right?! May we take photos with you too?"

"Yeah! You two are so pretty," her little blonde friend chimed in. Neither could be older than 13 or 14.

Sadie looked to Roxy then to David and back. "Well...um...sure?"

"Oh my gosh, you're so sweet," the shy one gushed, "We totally love your style. Both of you!"

"Thank you!" Roxy smiled. "What grade are you in?" she asked, making small talk while cameras were handed over and positions taken.

Sadie took the camera first as the two girls posed with Roxy. Switch. A selfie of them all making peace signs. Another fan approached, just as nice. Then a fourth. They were the only ones brave enough to venture over and slowly the crowd around the guys thinned.

Since the engagements were already public, the girls were asked about those. Overall they kept answers general whilst appeasing the fangirls. Sadie was slower in posing with her growing belly and keeping her jacket closed.

The shiest of the girls moved to wrap her arm around Sadie, her hand brushing the soft jacket material. "Oh my gosh!" Sadie froze and swallowed. "Congrats?" She was barely hearing the girl's apologies, her eyes darting over to David. Both he and Richie had expressions of horror on their faces.

Then...she saw it. A man standing with a camera had been photographing the guys. He seemed just as confused as them. Out of reflex he raised his camera and started snapping.

"Yes," she choked out, "It is." Sadie shrugged off her jacket with determination crossing her features. "You know we found out it's a little boy." She glanced at David....inhaled and exhaled. "And you know what? You're the first ones outside the circle to find out."

"Oh my god...So happy for you..." The girls squealed.

"You," Sadie called out to the stranger and gestured him over. She could see David and Richie finishing off and attempting to break free of the fans.

The guy approached her apprehensively. "Sorry...I didn't mean to seem stalkerish. I heard the band was in town...So you're Lema's girl?"

"Sadie?! Are you sure about this?" Roxy hissed.

"I'm tired of running and hiding," Sadie whispered to Roxy and turned back to the pap. "Why would you be taking photos of us without asking?"

He shifted his weight and bit his lower lip. "For...for my website. I run a huge Bon Jovi website. I'm really sorry and should have asked."

"Yes, you should have," Roxy replied, her voice dripping with disappointment.

"Look...I'm not mad. To answer your question, yes, I'm Dave's girl...fiancee in fact."

The fan smiled and nodded. "It was all over the forums when you all announced it. Congrats to all four of you."

Sadie breathed, "I'm 27 weeks pregnant with a baby boy. We haven't made that public yet...well...I guess until now. Our family and the band are delighted and share in our little miracle."

"That's amazing! There were talks between the fandom that you had some kinda medical condition. But that's...yeah...just amazing," the fan blathered.

"How about this? You can meet the guys and get autographs...but you can only publish the photos I approve of with the news. I know how huge exclusive news can be for fans and their websites."

Roxy kept vigil, making sure that Sadie was handling it okay until David and Richie had freed themselves, making their way over.

"Really? That would be awesome. Absolutely. Anything. No police?"

"There's no need for police," Sadie suggested. "We can handle this quietly."

"Of course!"

Sadie slid her arm into his, hooking it with a jerk. The tightness of her lips dared no one to speak a word. She pulled him towards the men, but continued past them and into the hotel with Roxy following close. David and Richie were able to finally break free of the crowd but Roxy stopped them from going up to Sadie with her hands planted firmly in the centre of their chests, shaking her head. "Not yet..."

"Please...sit," Sadie offered the fan a chair and signalled for the other three to hang back sitting across from him. "Now...What's your name? I'm Sadie."

"Carlos. I'm sure your fiance over there ain't too happy with me right now. I swear I meant no harm."

"Of course not. But you're dealing with me right now and you can meet him and Richie after. Can I see the photos you took?" She held out her hand. Carlos hesitated then handed it over.

"What's happening? What's she doing?" David whisper-growled at Roxy, attempting to push her away.

"Let her handle it," Roxy replied, poking him in the chest with her nail. "One of them felt or saw, I can't remember which, Sadie's belly. She 'fessed up. Guess congrats are gonna start flooding in any moment now, big daddy." She smirked at her friend as he scrubbed his hand over his face with a mumbled curse.

Sadie flipped through the photos and deleted the bad ones. "There. Those are the ones you can post along with my pregnancy news."

"Oh! Okay! Thanks," Carlos exclaimed, taking the camera back and flipping through the remaining photos, nodding. "I really appreciate this. I wish you a happy pregnancy."

"That's very sweet of you. Thank you. How about I introduce you to the guys?" Sadie stood and led Carlos over to David and Richie. "Hey guys! I got a huge fan here...yall two behave now..."

"Does that mean that I get to misbehave?" Roxy questioned with a smirk.

"Always, baby," Sadie winked. "Here...Carlos...How about I take some photos of you with your favorites?"

Carlos' grin exploded over his face as he shook hands with the guys and photos were taken. The last one taken was him and Sadie without her jacket and belly on full display. He finally took his leave after garnering autographs and promising to keep to his word under the veiled threat of legal action if he didn't.

"The fuck just happened?" David spluttered, wrapping his arms around Sadie's waist.

"Where the fuck did that come from?" Richie added. He took Roxy's hand and led the small group to the elevator, stabbing at the buttons.

"My girl was done with the bullshit," Roxy chuckled, giving Sadie a sweet peck on the cheek.

"Jonny's gonna be...interested to learn of this little development," he offered. "I'd tell him before anything gets back to him."

*~*~*

News had broken across the fandom within two hours. The pregnancy. The photos. Sadie scrolled through the ones her brother had emailed to her, David peeping over her shoulder.

"Why would you do this without talking to me first?" He asked her, fighting his frustration.

"Like I told Roxy...I'm tired of running and hiding like a victim," Sadie frowned. "Don't get pissy with me just because I made a decision on my own."

"In case you forgot, I'm involved in this shit as much as you. Anything YOU do comes back onto me," he snapped, yanking his shirt off and tossing it into the corner.

The suite phone rang, loudly, as though someone had punched the numbers angrily and it transposed to the ringtone. They both glanced over at it then to each other.

"You're answering that," David grumbled, tossing himself into the chair. "I haven't had enough alcohol to deal with anything, yet, today."

"Stop being a big baby," Sadie snorted, reaching for the phone. "Hello?"

"I shouldn't be surprised," Jon groaned. "You never did listen. Tell Lema he needs to send you back to Jersey. Or do you plan to tell another psychopage about me being a horrible boss?"

Sadie held the receiver from her ear, pulling faces at it before hanging up on him. It rang again.

"Hellooo," she answered again in a sing-song voice.

"Did you fuckin' hang up on me?" Jon blustered over the phone.

"Yes...yes, I did," Sadie replied and dropped the receiver back in the cradle yet again.

"Dear god," David groaned but settled back to enjoy the show regardless.

Sadie snatched up the phone again as soon as the first tingle happened. "Yes, Jon. I hung up on you again," she said before he even said a word. "And I'll keep doing that until you can carry on a non-dictatorship conversation." She hung up again. "Oh this is fun!"

"This is kinda hot," Dave smirked, palming himself and winked. "I like when you're a feisty brat...still pissed off though..."

"You are, huh?" she purred, moving to kneel on the sofa, straddling his hips as the phone rang yet again. "Hello?" Sadie crooned.

"Don't! Hang! Up!" Jon barked down the line.

"Hang up?!" she said innocently. "Who? Me?! There must have been a fault in the line at your end, Jon." Sadie looked down at her fiance and raised her eyebrow as she started to rock on his lap.

"There was no fault other than your own, sweetheart," Jon said. He inhaled loud enough for it to be heard over the line. "Please, Sadie dearest, please tell me," Jon said in the most sarcastically sweet voice, "what the hell happened?"

"Only if you say that second bit again...a little slower," Sadie giggled as David's eyes rolled back. One hand cupped her ass and the other tugged at his zipper, freeing himself for her.

"What?!" Jon squawked. "Oh, for fuck sake. Please...Sadie...please-." He was cut off by a moan. "Are you fuckin' kidding me?!"

"Well, I'm about to be fuckin', sure," Sadie chuckled. "And I'm gonna get punished for disobeying. So unless you want to listen in, Jonny, you might wanna get this scolding over and done with...or do you wanna come up and do it properly?"

David groaned again as Sadie's heat enveloped him with one slick movement. She rocked into his lap, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she slid up and down him.

"You're such a fuckin' brat." His hands squeezed and smacked her ass. Sadie tossed the phone in the general direction of its cradle.

"You love it," she giggled, rubbing her face against his as she rolled her hips against him.

"Only because you're so damn sexy," he smirked, biting her shoulder. "Mmm squeeze my cock, baby."

Sadie laughed and threw her head back, feeling him stretching her from within. Her mouth latched onto his, muffling their sounds as she whimpered into him. His hands held her hips as she pushed herself up and used the couch as leverage.

"Oh god...fuck me," she whispered. His hands gripped her thighs as he thrust into her again and again, the sofa squeaking under them.

"Fuck, I love you babygirl," he growled as she bit his neck.

"Mmmm, Daddy...I love you more..." she purred as he lifted her higher. Her legs tightened around his thighs as he pushed deeper into her, harder and faster. She bit her lip as she felt him hit a spot that made her vision blur.

Their lovemaking was frantic as she tore into him like a wild banshee, clawing at him and screaming as he fucked her. He'd slow down every so often to give her a moment to catch her breath, but she never did. It was a race against time as the seconds ticked by and her heart raced.

He was there, in her, with her, and she knew no other. There was no fear, no worry, no anxiety. Just love. She bit his shoulder and neck as her face burrowed into his chest. His hands cupped her face as he stroked her hair. She could feel his heart beating strong and steady as her own.

"Shit, baby," he said, panting. "Thank fuck your sex drives back...I missed it."

"So you're not mad at me anymore?" she asked, kissing him sweetly then buried in his chest as she breathed in his scent. She slowly pulled back, looking at him.

"I could never be mad at you," he said, kissing her. "More frustration that you didn't run it by me first. But I need to know...what's brought this on? What happened?"

She bit her lip and looked down between them. He lifted her chin with his finger, smiling softly at her. "Promise you won't get angry?"

"I promise you I won't get angry, but I need to know what's going on in that head of yours."

Sadie took a deep breath and exhaled shakily. "I'm tired of secrets. Of keeping secrets and being a secret." She straightened up and took Dave's hands, placing them on her belly. "This is supposed to be a happy time. You're not the only one in this situation and I should have a say in running our family and what to share."

"You do, baby. You always will."

"No I don't. You make all the decisions and I have to suck it up and follow your lead. Well no more. We've told our family and friends...I want to tell the world. I wanna shout my happiness from the highest rooftop!"

He laughed and shook his head, his lips meeting hers. "You amaze me. You truly do. Let's tell the world then, babygirl."