A/N: Bonus Post Epilogue Chapter celebrating 10,000 views on A03 and 6,000 here.

Rhys growled as he saw the clock on his computer flip over to 10 nights at the office were not something Hybern had been an issue, he had spent countless nights working since he and Feyre had married and Hybern had been dealt with, those long nights at the office had become few and far is why a whole week of them was grating on his issues needed to be dealt as major as it was simply his Board of Directors getting themselves worked had replaced two of them in the past year for various issues and they had grown quiet for quite some then they had started wrecking general havoc on his company's still fairly new good here he was on damage control.

A wishful look out the front of his glass door was simply a wishful would not be coming through it from down the Velaris thriving and unaffected by the Board, he had been sending her home on time each first night she had second she had brought him now by the fifth night she had just given in and had gone home to start her weekend with only minor complaints about being without him.

He knew she was had been napping more, sometimes on the couch in her office between meetings or instead of taking a lunch mornings it was harder to get her up and some evenings she went to bed right after was busy so he just assumed it had everything to do with her having exhausted needed a vacation and he needed one too he needed to call Tarquin and see what wonderful destination he recommended to he also couldn't just leave the Board while they were acting needed to impose authority on them if needed and act as the head and face of the company.

All the same he reached for the phone taking a guess that Tarquin would still be no one else in the entire building, he set the phone to speaker as it dialed and started pulling up Summer Hospitality's website.

"Rhysand, shouldn't you be at home enjoying a Friday night?"Tarquin admonished in his form of greeting.

"How do you know I'm not home?"Rhys raised an eyebrow at the had called from his personal cellphone, not his work phone.

"I can see you," Tarquin sounded looked up and out at the building across the street, the new home of Summer Hospitality Corporate enough, on the top level, was an office lit up just like his and a dark silhouette waved at appeared to be working late as well, it seemed.

"Well, I'd love to be home right now but my Board of Idiots has me putting out fires," Rhys grumbled, waving back.

"Anything I can help with?"Tarquin asked, voice serious.

"Not with that, no," Rhys sighed and rubbed a hand over his face."I need a vacation, Feyre needs a remote and as far from other people as possible."

"Don't you have a mountain cabin for that?"Tarquin teased.

"I'd like to take her somewhere warm too," Rhys added."Got anything along those lines."

"Actually, we just purchased a small you could wait a month for me to get a proper structure, plumbing, electricity, et cetera, built, you could be the first people to book until then, I have nothing private like you're wanting."Tarquin admitted.

"That sounds me know when it's finished," Rhys sighed.A month, at would be a long wait but perhaps a needed would need to do something before then for a four-day weekend where they didn't leave bed except to was something he could easily propose to her."What are you doing at work so late?"Rhys asked Tarquin, realizing he was still on the phone.

"Just doing a good friend a favor.I'll give you an update once I have that island up to code."Tarquin hung up leaving Rhys alone in the silence once glanced at his computer screen but the photo next to it of Feyre smiling up at him from their one-year wedding anniversary drew his eyes to was home and liking getting ready for bed or in bed and all he wanted was to be next to her.

With a long sigh, he turned off his computer knowing he would likely hate himself come Monday when he needed to deal with more of this for now, he wanted to go home to his wife and he doubted that he would be able to be productive now that that particular thought had entered his mind.

When he was sure he had gathered up all of his things, he turned off the light to his office and proceded down the elevators to the parking he left the ramp in his car, he glanced up at Tarquin's office in time to see it, too, go , the boy needed to enjoy his Friday night as was left of it anyway.

When Rhys arrived home at the manor, he saw a lone light on in the rest of the windows were dark which meant Feyre had gone to bed crashed through would have to wait until morning to propose a four day weekend, perhaps the next he would have to apologize for missing kissing her goodnight for the fifth night in a row when she did wake.

He wanted into the foyer and proceded back through the halls to the kitchen where he normally collected a cup of tea each night before heading into his study to read for a was his wind down routine, especially since Feyre had started getting too tired to stay awake very late.

When he flipped on the light in the kitchen he stopped was sitting there, dressed in a delicious looking nightgown holding his favorite cup in her was about to question why she had been sitting in the dark but he noticed a gift bag sitting on the counter.

"What's this?"He asked looking at closer he noticed the bag had his name written on was no mistaking it was a gift for him, judging by the handwriting, it was from Feyre herself.

"Why don't you take a look?"She asked softly.

It was rare that Feyre would give Rhys a because he never wanted physical gifts from gifts he received were her time, her sweet kisses, the amazing things she did to him with her hands and mouth, and the sounds he could coax out of her when he was buried in any sort of actual gift was something strange and more so because Feyre looked anxious about it.

Gentle he pushed aside tissue paper, digging down into the was about to claim it was empty when his hand connected with a small piece of it, it was long and thin as he hauled it out of the sea of paper it had been surrounded he finally caught sight of the item in his hand, he froze.A pregnancy his hand he was holding a pregnancy knew what it had to mean but he looked to the little screen anyway.Pregnant.

He was glad Feyre had set his favorite cup down because he couldn't help but scoop her up and hold her explained why she was so she hadn't really been eating she sometimes found reason to leave the lounge when Cassian heated up Illyrian food for lunch.

"Is it okay?"She asked when he only held her tight."I know we weren't thinking about children for a while but—"

She stopped when he pulled back to cover her lips with his above!How could she think he wouldn't be okay?

"I'm estatic, Darling," he murmured against her lips."I can't believe you are giving me a child."He rested his forehead against hers."Who else knows?"

"Thesan, since he confirmed it for me yesterday," Feyre gave him a tired smile."And I think Tarquin suspects."

"What?"Rhys pulled back."Tarquin?"

"Well, I didn't tell him but he made some comments about taking care of myself when I asked him to let me know when you left the office tonight," she settled back onto the kitchen stool."I'm sure Az knows somehow because he's that talented but beyond that, no one else.I wanted you to be the first person I told."

"How should we tell the others?"Rhys had a few ideas but he had a feeling Feyre would have better ones.

"I got some gifts to give out at dinner tomorrow night," Feyre admitted."I didn't think you'd mind."She offered him her hand and led him out of the she wound the way up to their bedroom where several items were strewn across the first was mug that said World's Greatest Uncle."For Azriel."Feyre second was a t-shirt that said World's Okayest Uncle."For Cassian."Which left Rhys almost in tears as he Mor then was a pink, shiny rhinestone encrusted coffee tumbler that said Promoted to Aunt.And for Amren a charm for her charm bracelet that simply had the word Aunt craved into a silver bead.

"Perfect," Rhys told her."I can't wait to see their faces."Then he tossed her down on the bed and proceeded to kiss every inch of her, wanting her to feel how happy he was with every press of his lips against her gave him a breathy laugh as he pressed a final kiss to her stomach.

"Are you hoping for a boy or a girl?"She asked when he settled into the bed next to her.

"Honestly, Feyre, I don't I care about is that they are healthy and happy," he pressed another kiss to her temple."I'm going to baby you so much that you hate me."

"Doubtful," she murmured back and settled in to sleep.

The following evening Rhys had a hard time hiding his grin as his family came to join them for hid his concern when Feyre left the kitchen while Cassian was cooking and served her a glass of sparkling grape juice that happened to look exactly like Mor's glass of sparkling white wine that was supposed to pair divinely with the chicken Cassian was whipping up.

He talked about what things he would still need to face with the Board come Monday that he hadn't gotten to the night before and they strategized all through dinner until it came time to serve had volunteered to get the dessert that evening so when she came out with a bakery box and gift bags, eyes narrowed.

"It's not someone's birthday, is it?"Cassian demanded, looking mortified.

"Or some important anniversary?"Mor added, looking equally of them took out their phones to start checking calenders.

" something for our friends," Feyre told them but only after both of them came up short.

Cassian snatched his gift bag from her hand before she could even hand it to paper went flying as Feyre handed out the other gifts.

"Hey!"Cassian shouted."Okayest?Just Okayest?What the hell!"

"Congratulations, Feyre, Rhys," Azriel gave them a nod as he set his mug on the gave them her own nod, already setting about putting the charm on her Mor squealed as she took in the words on her tumbler and launched herself across the table first to Feyre and then Rhys.

"Why are we all so excited?"Cassian demanded looking around at them all.

"Read the damned shirt," Rhys told him over Mor's blonde head.

"I saw 's Okayest if I'm just the okayest at anything.I'm the when you two finally start having kids…" he froze and looked down at the shirt once more and swore."I might deserve this you two."

"I'm sure you'll be a great uncle, Cass," Feyre assured him.

"Oh!I'm going to plan you the best baby shower!"Mor squealed and launched herself at Feyre again.

Talk of work was set aside as they turned to discussing the changes a baby in their lives would after Amren had made her escape and Mor had whisked Feyre away to look at which room would be the nursery, Rhys found a moment with his passed him a tumbler of his own finest scotch and the three of them toasted to the future that burned brightly before him.