TIMELESS

Chapter One

A/N: I'm trying something a little different here. Surprisingly, I got the idea from a Hallmark movie that I actually liked! Lol! Yes, of course, SSD is Hallmark, I know. But they are the exception for me. I'm not normally a fan. But this one was different, it had a little bit of a sci-fi twist, which I love. So here is my cross-over future/past Detty version of the movie Timeless.

The sound of babbling woke her from her nap. She groaned, seeing her husband's hand on her left breast, and one of his legs casually over her own. His soft snores made her smile, and she heard him mumble, "I'm up! I'll get the baby, honey...mm…" more in his sleep than anything, especially since he didn't actually get up, or move, just moaned again, and went back to snoring.

Again, their sweet baby boy vocalized happily, but louder and longer this time, which she knew meant he would soon be more insistent and start demanding her attention, "Daniel, honey, can you move your leg, please? Michael's up. I need to feed him or he's going to start fussing."

"Mmm...right now?" His blue eyes flashed and suddenly popped open, as he rolled over, and grinned, "I was really hoping for round three of our little afternoon delight! I just had the best dream, I'd really like your help acting out! Do we still have those pink, fuzzy handcuffs?"

She giggled, finding it hard to resist his kisses, "Top drawer, next to you. But I think somebody lost the key last time, remember?"

He took them out of the drawer and held them up, then threw them back into the drawer, "Oh, yeah! Oh, well...I could use a tie. It's MY turn to tie YOU up!"

"One of your good silk ties? Please, you know me better than that. I'd just…" the baby's coos were starting to take on a more insistent and frustrated tone, prompting both parents to jump out of bed immediately.

Daniel tossed Betty her robe, as he quickly pulled on his boxers, and kissed her cheek, "I got him, sweetie. Just chill. I'll bring him back in to you to nurse in a second."

"Thanks." She pulled him back by his arm, and kissed him deeply, "You do know how much I love you, right?" She squeezed his butt, then slapped it, as he chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah. I know you just love me for my body."

She raised an eyebrow, "You got me! Can you blame me, though? I mean...check out that great ass!"

His grin spread, as he kissed her back, and for a moment, they both got lost in each other, but baby Michael made his needs known, and he pushed away reluctantly, sighing, "Love you, too, babe. I'll be right back with junior. He sounds like he's getting hungry."

Betty smiled, as she sat in the rocking chair in the corner of the room, and found a band to pull her hair into a ponytail so Michael wouldn't be able to pull it while he nursed. She wrote in her journal the time and took note of which side she had last fed her baby on.

The sleep deprivation was getting much better now than when she first started keeping a journal of notes just so she wouldn't get confused and end up with "lopsided" breasts from feeding Michael on the same side more than once in a row.

He was sleeping much more regularly now that he was almost two months old and she and Daniel had just gotten the all clear from her obstetrician that sex was back on the table two weeks ago for his fortieth birthday, so sex had been literally on the table, on the floor, standing up in the shower, in the closet, and pretty much all around the house.

It wasn't just Daniel who was lustful for his wife and the new mother of his child. Not by a long shot. Betty found that her own hormones were in overdrive almost more now than when she had been pregnant if that were possible. Something about no longer having a huge belly anymore, or having to waddle, and having her breasts be so sensitive made her feel super sexy and made her want to jump her sexy husband pretty much every second!

As he walked into the nursery, Daniel had to smile at the bright colors of the room his wife had insisted on having it painted. He tried to put together the crib, and even offered to help his brother and sister-in-law and nephew paint it for Betty, but they basically told him he was too much of a spoiled little rich boy to be any real help, so his contribution was paying for the furniture and decor.

Hilda and Betty's tastes were quite a bit more...intense than his. Still, he had come to adore not only his wife and her family's penchant for all things bright and colorful, but for the spicy foods, and especially the dancing.

Learning to Salsa for their wedding so he could swing Betty across the floor for their first dance as Mr. & Mrs. Daniel Meade had not only surprised and touched his new bride, it had made her so happy and made him proud of the effort and hours of practice he put in. Anything to make her smile. Seeing Betty's smile was pretty much the main purpose of his life.

Well, okay, now it was to make her proud of him and to keep her and their new child safe. He had never felt so much joy as when his son was born. It had been like the love he had for Betty somehow grew even stronger. And that love had become something that kept increasing exponentially, the more they talked about having more kids and their future together as a family.

He stroked Michael's tummy and reached into the crib to check his diaper before picking him up and holding him over his head to swing him around, then kiss his cheek, "Hey there, my little man! What can I do for you, huh? Do you need your mommy? Yeah, I USED to be the one who 'needed' her all the time. But I have to say, I'm just a tad jealous, buddy! You are getting more access to those gorgeous boobs of your mom's than I am! It's all good. Just be nice to her, promise? Do NOT hurt your mama! No biting! Deal?"

He shook baby Michael's tiny hand and then put it up to give him a high five, as he brought him back inside their master bedroom, then swung him towards Betty, 'flying' the baby in the air, before handing him to her gently, "ZOOM! Here you go, mommy! Here's our noisy little guy! I just checked him. He's not wet. So I'm guessing he must be hungry!"

Betty shook her head as she pulled her boob out and positioned Michael better so he could latch on, "Daniel, were you seriously trying to get our son to 'high five' you? You do realize he's only two months old? You and your high fives!"

He smiled, shrugging as he watched his wife and child intently, and kissed her cheek, then the top of Michael's head, before he gently patted the baby's head, "Hey, Michael's totally into it, too. It's our male bonding thing. Like...you know…"

"If you say, chasing girls, I swear, I'm going to hit you!"

The sound of Daniel's laughter brightened her own smile. He turned as he headed towards the bathroom, "Why would I need to chase you? I already did that and look at what a beautiful, intelligent, wonderful girl I caught? I'm going to go take a shower while YOU two do your thing. I'll be out in a few minutes."

He stopped in the doorway and turned to watch his wife and son lovingly for a moment, "Hey, Betty?"

"Mmhmm?" she glanced up, but saw how adoringly he was watching them and smiled.

"Do you have any idea how much I love you? Scale of one to ten...I give us a twenty-make that thirty! Or...fifty! I never even imagined how much I could love anyone like I do you, my darling Betty! And Michael? My heart literally aches with how much joy you've given me by giving me a son...he's...he's perfect! Thank you for making me the happiest man on the planet, honey!"

He blew her a kiss before he turned back to take his shower. As she found herself nodding off while Michael nursed Betty heard strange sounds. Something beeping and people talking as she tried vainly to open her eyes.

"Are you okay?"

She looked up, trying to adjust her glasses and saw Daniel looking at her with concern, "Miss? Are you sure you're okay? You hit that glass door pretty hard!"