Sounds of constant soft squeaking began to stir Spike awake.

He grunted and groaned as he opened his eyes.

And found a pair of purple eyes staring back at him. He awakens to find Igneous was on top of his chest, having one of his squeaky toys in his mouth, just gumming on it.

The door to the master bedroom was open.

"Oh, hi there," Spike smiles tiredly. Seeing his son the first thing in the morning.

He turns his head to see that his mate wasn't next to him. After an emotional night of finally meeting his child for the first time, he and Rachel had been talking most of the night. Mostly him catching up to things that he had missed during the ten month pregnancy that Rachel endured.

And what she had been doing while pregnant.

Iggy continued to make the toy squeak, reaching over and patted Spike's snout.

Spike chuckled before grabbing him and sitting up. "Good morning to you too." He giggled. A month, he has a month to spend quality time with his son and mate before he's thrown into the leadership role of Dragonlord. Spike was going to make the most of it.

Igneous babbled a little with the toy in his mouth, patting his belly and then pointing at the open door.

"Oh, you're hungry bud? Okay, let's get you fed… and see what Mommy's up to." Spike said and smiled when calling Rachel that.

Iggy cooed in response.

Spike carried his child up out of bed, quickly grabbing a robe and putting it on before leaving the room.

He walks down the hallway and down the flight of stairs to the bottom. Spike could smell coffee that had already been done and mixed with Rachel's scent in the kitchen.

As he walked, he gazed around, remembering when he told Rachel that the cabin was going to be a home. Seeing it come all together as a whole.

Spike sighed softly as he came to the kitchen.

Rachel was sitting on a stool in front of the island counter. She was sipping on her cup as she stared down at the many files and documents in front of her.

"Morning Mama," Spike greeted, Iggy giggled in response.

Rachel looked up what she was doing and smiled at the sight of her two boys. "Morning guys. Hi buddy!" She said as Spike handed Igneous off to her.

She gave her son some kisses before turning to Spike and gave him a kiss. "And hello to you," she purred at Spike.

Iggy made a confused sound as he watched his mother kissing his father and not him.

Spike chuckled, glancing over at the documents and the pot of coffee that was about a quarter way of being empty. "Have you been up all night?" He asked her.

Rachel let out a sigh. "Not all night. Been up since five in the morning." It was now a quarter past nine. "Originally I came down to get a drink when I saw these documents. Next thing I know I'm going through them. War Time report."

"Thought you have a month off?" Spike asked.

"I do, but my brain can't shut it off." She said as Iggy was nuzzling against her breasts, pulling on her shirt. "Okay okay I'll feed ya." She chuckled.

The baby kept tugging the shirt in response.

“Speaking of which, why don’t I make us something while you take care of him” Spike offered as he got to the fridge.

“Oh? I was going to do that, I would like for you to rest a little since you’re back.” Rachel said. “You don’t need to jump in at once.”

Spike pauses when he goes to open the fridge, he turns around to face her. “Has your cooking got any better since the last time I was here?” He asked with a raised brow.

Rachel has to think about it, her ears flattened. “Uh… no. In fact it has gotten a lot worse. I’m banned from even entering the kitchens in the palace back at Dragon’s Lair.”

“What did you do?” His eyes widened, mouth slightly dropped. There weren’t many chefs at Dragon’s Lair but to have the Queen herself being banned from the kitchens?!

Rachel strokes the back of Iggy’s fuzzy large head. “Uh…I had some weird cravings, one of them was to suddenly make a sauerkraut, gem crusted chocolate eclairs with pickle frosting….” Rachel flushed red from embarrassment and Spike looked absolutely mortified. “There was a horrific smell…a fire… and pickles all over the place.”

Spike stared at Rachel, he had some nasty food back at Ironstone but what Rachel had just described sent bad shivers down his spine and made him almost gag at the image in his head. He points at her with a finger. “You, woman, are not touching this kitchen. This, here, is my domain. Don’t touch the stove, pantry or anything else. No crossing this line.” He points at the imaginary line that separates the island counter and the rest of the kitchen “Getting snacks from the fridge is fine, but you, my love, aren’t cooking.”

"Oh is that so?" Rachel asked with a grin and a giggle.

"I love you too much to be banned from the kitchen, but I am banning you from cooking." Spike half joked but was also half serious.

If her cooking had gotten worse, Spike didn't want their son to suffer from her awful food. She's good at many things, cooking was not one of them.

Rachel raised her hands, signaling him to have at it before she tended to Iggy. Getting him fed before he became fussy.

Feeling like that was established, and assuring himself that his mate was fine with it, Spike began preparing him and his mate some food. Having to get reacquainted with quality ingredients and cooking before he would have to let chefs at the palace cook for him.

Eventually having to live the life as The Dragonlord.

At least the Twins were considerate enough to stock up the fridge and the guards kept meat stocked up.

Spike spots a familiar item. "Hey babe?" He grabs it and holds it out to her as she feeds Igneous.

It was pork steaks.

Rachel's eyes lit up.

"Pork chops?" Spike offered with a grin.

"Hell fucking yes."

Spike let out a laugh before he began cooking.

As Iggy fed, he could not stop glancing over at his father. His tail flickered as he watched the older male.

After the food was done, having enough for later and for the guards who were still stationed here to eat, Spike served a plate to Rachel and himself.

"Thank you," Rachel said.

As Spike went in for a kiss, Iggy cut in front of him and let out a shriek. Cause his parents to jump.

"Huh??" Rachel gawked

Spike tries to put a hand on her shoulder and Iggy reaches up and swats his hand away and shrieks again, this time ending it with a growl. Showing all gums no teeth.

"Excuse me??" Spike's mouth drops.

Spike tried to touch his mate one more time, Iggy intercepted him, blowing purple flames at him in the face.

"Oi! What did I say about fire to the face??" Rachel growled at him. Iggy whimpered and curled in her arms in response.

Spike and Rachel share a look.

Something tells them that this was only the beginning.

Author's Note

Uh... Son I can touch your mom...right?
🍼 *RAWR!!!!!!*