Gregori motioned to him. "He had some, too."
Angus arched an eyebrow at Ian.
"Just a wee drop," Ian insisted. "I know I'm on duty."
"Ye're damned right." Angus bit his lip to keep from smiling. Roman's new Fusion drink was going to be very popular. "Can ye call Connor and let him know I'm here?" He motioned with his head for Ian to leave the room.
"Sure." Ian grabbed a cell phone off the kitchen counter and went back into the foyer.
"So, big guy, are you ready to report?" Gregori slouched back in his chair. "Did you find the slayer? Was it one of the hot babes?" He waggled his brows.
Angus glared at the young Vamp. "I might be willing to forgive ye for drinking my Blissky, if ye'll tell me what's wrong with the bairn."
"The what? Sprechen sie English, dude."
"The bairn, the wee babe. I want to know what's wrong."
"Oh." Gregori's face turned serious as he leaned forward onto his elbows. "Well, that's kinda personal."
"So are yer balls, laddie, but if ye're wanting to keep them close and personal, ye'll tell me what's going on."
"Sheesh!" Gregori gave him an incredulous look. "Lay off the steroids, man."
"I doona need drugs. I'm naturally a mean bastard."
"Yeah, I noticed." Gregori narrowed his eyes. "You didn't hurt the hot babe, did you?"
Angus smiled. He was beginning to see why Roman liked this young Vamp. "I'll tell ye what. Ye tell me about the bairn, and I'll tell you about the hot babe."
Gregori nodded slowly. "Deal." He motioned to the chair across from him.
Angus laid his claymore across the center of the table, then sat. "Is the bairn in danger?"
"We don't know. The Vamp doctors say he's healthy."
"'Tis a boy?"
Gregori smiled. "You should have seen Roman's face when he told me. He was so proud."
"Then what is the problem? And doona lie, lad. I can always tell, and you wouldna want to see me angry."
Gregori rolled his eyes. "Oh, I'm so scared."
Angus stifled a grin. He folded his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes.
Gregori sighed. "Okay. Shanna mentioned a few months ago that the baby seemed to be sleeping all day and turning somersaults all night. Really freaked Roman out."
Angus rested his elbows on the table in front of his sword. "Roman fears the bairn is a night creature? That's why they're seeing a Vamp doctor? But dinna Roman use live human sperm?"
"Yep. But he erased the donor's DNA and inserted his own."
"So he would be the father. I doona see the problem." Angus glanced to the side when the kitchen door swung open. Connor strode inside, followed by Ian.
"I hope ye had better luck than I." Connor retrieved a bottle of synthetic blood from the fridge and popped it into the microwave. "I scoured the northern half of Central Park all night and never saw anything but a few couples making love."
"Damn!" Gregori thumped the table with his fist. "I knew I should have gone with you."
The room grew quiet except for the whir of the microwave. The three Scotsmen regarded Gregori silently until he blushed.
He shifted uneasily in his chair. "I guess I need a girlfriend."
"Don't we all," Ian muttered.
The microwave beeped, and Connor removed his bottle of blood. "Before we start moaning over loves lost, I want to know about the slayer. Did ye find her, Angus?"
"Her?" Ian repeated.
"Aye, I found her." Angus motioned toward Gregori. "But first, this one is telling me about Roman's bairn."
Gregori gave Connor a sheepish look. "He wouldn't talk about the slayer until I spilled the beans."
Connor grimaced, then took a long swig from his bottle. "Roman wanted to keep it quiet."
Angus gritted his teeth. "And ye doona think I can keep a secret? I ken more secrets than ye can imagine, Connor. And do I need to remind ye that ye work for me?"
"Aye, that I do, but my job is to provide Roman with security, and that's exactly what I'm doing."
"Tell me the problem," Angus insisted.
With a sigh, Connor leaned against the kitchen counter. "After the bairn was conceived, Roman was conducting some tests to see if he could transform himself back into a mortal."
Angus nodded. "The procedure he did on Darcy Newhart. What of it?"
"Roman learned the procedure only works if he has a sample of the Vamp's original mortal DNA," Connor continued. "While studying our DNA, Roman discovered something… odd. By then, Shanna was already pregnant from the sperm with Roman's DNA."