** Andy **
I woke up with Ashley curled around my back. I opened my eyes and saw his beautifully tattooed arms around my waist, the girls tattooed there seemingly looking up at me smugly, as though to say "You go, babe."

I smiled at the thought and felt Ashley breathe in as he woke up.

"Are you awake, Andy?" He asked in his luscious morning voice.

"Mhm." I turned over and nuzzled my nose into his neck and felt the vibrations as he chuckled.

"You are so cute." He rubbed my back lovingly.

I smelled his special scent of blood and I felt the urge to bite him. I skimmed my teeth over his pulse and bit down gently, not enough to break skin.

“Drink, lovely.” Ashley whispered to me.

I sank my teeth into his tanned skin and drank deeply.

I pulled my teeth from his skin, satisfied, and healed the wounds on his throat.

“What got into you?” I asked him. I wasn’t complaining. No, not at all.

“I don’t know. I just felt really dominant, I guess. Did you not like it?” He asked me.

“Lords yes, I liked it, it was just unexpected.” I nuzzled closer into his warmth and kissed his chin.

“Well, we should probably get back to the bus.” Ashley suggested, though, I could hear the reluctance in his voice.

“Yeah, but you are so warm.” I pleaded.

“I know, I know, but come on. The faster you dress the faster we can get back to the bus.” Ashley stood up and pulled on his jeans. He tossed mine to me and pulled on his vest.

“I don’t wanna.” I whined.

“Fine, I will do it for you.” Ashley said to my childish ways.

He walked over to me and moved the blankets away from my body. He grabbed the jeans and slid them over onto my legs. I let him with a pout on my lips.

**Ashley**

His plump little lips stuck out in a pout as I tugged his jeans onto his body. He crossed his arms and rolled over onto his belly to stop me. I reached out and caressed his small little ass through his jeans and trailed my fingers down his thighs.

“C’mon, Andy. Get up, my love.”


“Fine!” He sat up and pulled on his own shirt and jacket while I got all of the things I purchased last night rounded up and put in a nondescript bag.

We went outside and piled into John’s car and drove back to the bus.

When we got on, Jinxx and CC were cuddling on the couch and Jake was sitting in a chair watching the TV.

“You boys have fun last night?” Jake asked smirking.

“Dang right.” I replied smiling as I pulled my blushing mate closer to me.

“Well, we have a concert tonight.” Jinxx informed us.

“Okay, well, what are you watching?” Andy asked as he pulled me to the unoccupied side of the couch.

“Dear John. Do not ask me why either. It was just there.” Jake said. He was looking at the TV with disgust.

I laughed and started watching with them.


I hated it.

Why would this be on our bus?! What kind of sick joke? Why did I watch the whole thing?

“I thought it was good.” Andy said from my side in the bathroom.

“What?” I put down my hairbrush and looked at him, eyes wide. “Are you okay?” I asked him as I felt up his head.

“Yes, Ashley, I am fine. I just like those movies.” Andy said as he went back to putting on his eyeliner.

I rolled my eyes and finished my hair and began to style it to perfection. I was still working on it ten minutes later when Andy called and said we had to go.

“Coming!” I called back. We walked out to the venue and started the concert.

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SIX WEEKS LATER Tour is over, ma sweets.

Andy woke me up as he lurched toward the bus bathroom. He threw my arms from around his waist and ran.

He’d been like that for a day or two now; waking up violently throwing up.

“Darling, I think we need to see a doctor.” I told him as I sat down and rubbed his back.

“I guess.” He groaned out unpleasantly after he emptied his insides.

“I’ll call my doctor, then.” I said, getting up to find my phone.

** Andy **

I think I know what is wrong, but I don’t want to tell Ashley, not yet. Not until I know for certain. I don’t want to get his hopes up, or mine, just in case.

So I let him call the doctor and he scheduled an appointment for me later in the day. We went and the doctor saw us and tested me for every kind of thing that might make me throw up and feel generally awful.

The doctor came back to the room, smiling.

“It seems we have found what is wrong with Mr. Biersack.” The doctor said. “We believe that he is pregnant. Congratulations!”

“He- He is really pregnant?” Ashley asked, his jaw gaping.

“That is what the tests say. If you would come back in three weeks we can take a sonogram and see for certain.” The doctor offered.

“Okay, we’ll do that.” I said as I grabbed Ashley’s hand and hopped down from the examination table. “Let’s go, babe.”

We were halfway to the house and Ashley pulled over.

“Do you think you are pregnant?” He asked.

“Yeah, I do.” I blushed and looked down at our intertwined hands, a nervous smile on my lips. “Are you okay with that?”

“Hell, yes, I’m okay with that. I love that!” Ashley smiled and kissed my hand. “I love you.” He finished sappily.

“I love you, too.” I smiled. “When are we going to tell the guys?”

“I say we let them try to figure it out. They can smell when you go into heat and they are around often enough they should be able to smell the lack of it.” Ashley stated. It could be fun to try. See how long it took them to catch up. CC will probably take the longest to figure it out.

“Let’s do it.” I laughed and Ashley took off again.

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