MCAT Strength & Solidarity #4
Fire and Rain
Written by Tannertexaslady
With Sue M, who contributed her ideas, and wrote several great scenes for Fire & Rain. Her story, ‘Just Couldn’t Wait’ inspired this one.
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Characters: Vin, Chris, Ezra, Buck, Josiah, JD, & Nathan. In addition, there are additional original characters, the Wild Bunch, and the MCAT team. <Guest appearance by OW JD>
Rating: Gen- Het, some violence and profanity included.
Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction, for entertainment purposes only, based on the characters from “The Magnificent Seven.” I don’t own 'em, but if I did I would run away with ‘em and never be seen again. CBS and Co., Trilogy Entertainment, and MGM had ‘em first and do not want to give ‘em away. I play at this for fun and do not make any money doing it. No infringement of any copyrights intended. This is strictly a piece of fiction. Any references to locations or people are only for story use and do not intend to depict any real place or person.
MCAT AU: MCAT (Major Crimes and Acts of Terrorism) Yes, it contains mystery, action, anguish, and het relationships. Further background and information on the characters of MCAT and the Larabee 7 families is available
MCAT: Turbulent Transitions, the foundation series for this AU is complete and archived @ Blackraptor.
MCAT: Strength & Solidarity ~ Series of stories which center on the Seven's intrinsic bonds of friendship and brotherhood, forces which have no boundaries.
# 4 ~ Fire and Rain ~ Dramatic life changes come for the residents of Larabee 7 when tragedy hits the Wild Bunch. Chris faces losing custody of his children, a marriage is in ruins, and no one is unaffected by the turn of life-altering events. The ramifications are far-reaching and devastating. Questioned loyalties divide the seven, and answers are difficult to come by.
Acknowledgments:
From Sherry ~ Wendy thanks for the beta, bouncing ideas around, and your support. Sue, your muse started this and I’m glad you stuck around to help make it happen. Jan, I love your creative ideas; they do tend to make me smile. Jo, Mary Ann, Lisa, Robijean, and the rest of the M7Muse ladies… y’all are the best. Thanks for the critiques, suggestions, and encouragement along the way.
Bountyhunter’slady, the collage you created for Fire and Rain is awesome. All of your collages amaze me, and I appreciate the art you have contributed to the MCAT Series.
Notes: Any mistakes are mine. I'm a Texan, born and raised. I speak Texan, understand it, and write it, as I know it. The original characters created for this series belong to the authors who created them. All chapter liner quotes written by tannertexaslady, except where noted by *. The story takes place after, and refers to events, which transpired in Sue M’s, ‘Just Couldn’t Wait’, which is archived @
A glossary of Law Enforcement terms used in this series is located @
Previously….
Strength & Solidarity Series # 3 ~Turn the Page
Sunday, February 3 ~ Chris’s Journal
I have neglected writing down my thoughts lately, but to be fair, I have been somewhat busy. It is hard to believe we are only one month into the New Year… seems much longer. Right now, I am captive in my own home, on crutches again after undergoing surgery last Friday. Vin and Kelli accompanied me to the hospital where I had outpatient surgery. Doctor Thorp used a laser of some kind and according to him, my knee will be better than the original in a few short weeks. Tomorrow I can ditch the crutches and replace them with a walking brace. Tuesday I return to work.
Vin is recovering from his own surgery, and will be attending physical therapy with me. We should both heal about the same time. I came close to losing him last week when an arrest went bad, and in spite of wearing a vest, a bullet managed to enter his shoulder, breaking up his collarbone. Luckily, it did not shift far enough to hit his carotid artery or he would not be here.
I almost lost Buck too, not to death, but burnout. He is back with us again after saving Ezra from a bomb intended to blow him to kingdom come. He appeared relieved when he found out about the configuration of the new teams, and I’m beginning to think he never wanted to be a supervisor or a Captain anyway. Yet, I am not certain Buck has wrangled all the inner demons that drove him away in the first place. All of us will be there for him, but knowing he will not get his copy of ‘Legends of the Quest’ until later, concerns me. What else does he have to experience before it happens?
Worry about my children has taken up much of the past month. Grace is doing better since Caitlyn suggested letting her attend Reins daycare. I know I still have some big hurdles to overcome with her in the future, but for the moment, she is happy. I try to control my feelings of resentment against Linda, but it is difficult. Not having a mother is one thing, having one who shows so little concern for her children is abominable. Grace is fortunate to have so much family on Larabee 7 who love her. It does not make up for what Linda did, but it does give her security. Caitlyn is fantastic with her and her presence in Grace’s life has made a huge difference. Cody is too young yet, to know he is missing a mother in his life, but his time is coming.
Kelli is rebounding from her horrid experience with Ice. Sometimes I hate the fact that the woman is dead, because in my opinion, she did not suffer nearly enough for what she did. Kelli suffered too long and the loss she and Vin endured damn near destroyed them both. The only good thing to come of it all is that Kelli and I have a stronger father-daughter relationship. The years we were apart are not as much of an issue now as they were when we first started out.
Still, Ice’s actions left me fighting the urge to slip into a destructive mode of hatred and vengeance. I am determined not to give in though; it would be too easy to slip back into the hell it took me years to crawl out of after Sarah and Adam died. The damn codes Ice left as a parting gesture has JD temporarily stumped, but eventually he will break it and identify the person or persons responsible for Sarah and Adam’s death, of that I have no doubt. I plan to make certain justice is served. All I have to do is practice patience. Sometimes it’s easier said than done, given the shit that keeps happening around me, and to my family. I keep working on the bad feelings and talking it over with my NA sponsor, Mike, helps. What I learned at NA, and having six brothers around to support me make it bearable.
Our caseload at work has been a bitch, but with this last assignment wrapped up, I hope for a slowdown. At least until we work out all the details on the MCAT expansion teams and the construction crew completes the major remodeling of our office space. On one hand, I think it is exciting, on the other, I dread change, and the extra time involved for me as Assistant Director of MCAT Operations, overseeing the actions of three units. Travis calls it progress; I call it a pain in the ass.
Another surprising thing happened this month. I realized I could still enjoy a woman’s company without feeling guilty about taking time from my babies. Although I fought admitting it, it is nice to sit and talk with Caitlyn. She is intelligent, caring, direct, and easy on the eyes. Grace thinks the world of her, and while I have and will keep insisting we are only friends, she has entered my thoughts more often than I care to admit…yet. I am not convinced now is a good time to consider another relationship but…. who knows where we could end up? I suppose time will tell.
Chris could do that, this was his destiny and they were after all, his family and for Chris Larabee family was everything -allied by the timeless bonds of friendships and brotherhood, which tie us all to our past and gifts us with the promise of tomorrow-
Now we continue …three months later.
MCAT Strength & Solidarity # 4
Fire and Rain
We are awakened, restored, and renewed
the bonds of desire have led me to you
*Fire of the Newly Arrived ~Rosanne Cash
Reins of Change ~ Saturday Afternoon May 24
Caitlyn stood in silence by the barn door, reluctant to intrude on the moment. When Chris agreed to talk to Jesse for her, she had no idea the bond the two forged could be so strong or that her foster son would respond this well to Chris’s influence. Yet he did. Even when their CPS caseworker Carmen Johnson broke the news about a couple willing to adopt Kyle and Tara, Jesse seemed to be happy for the young brother and sister, showing no signs of insecurity concerning his own position in her home.
“Time for the final test, let’s find out if this contraption fits Toby.” Over the past several weeks, Chris had spent many hours teaching Jesse how to first design, work the leather, and cut the pieces to create a bridle for his horse. He examined the leatherwork and put away the last of the tools, then handed the finished project to Jesse.
After a moment of hesitation, Jesse reached for the bridle. Chris Larabee was the first man in his life who made time to spend with him, not out of obligation, but because he chose to. Learning how to design and work the leather was a bonus. Jesse wanted this project to turn out right, not to prove his abilities, but more than anything he did not want to disappoint a man he had come to respect.
Jesse slipped the bridle over his horse’s nose, and broke into a grin. “We did it!”
“You did all the work, son,” Chris corrected him; “I only guided you a bit.”
Jesse caught sight of Cait standing inside the barn, and was proud to show off his accomplishment. “I made Toby a new bridle,” he turned to Chris with a smile, “almost, all by myself.”
“Perhaps you’ll consider making a new one for Moon Shadow, she…and I… would love it.” Cait stepped up to stand beside Chris.
Jesse glanced first at Chris, who nodded in return. “Sure, we can do that.”
Cait did not miss the wordless exchange between the two. “I’ll look forward to seeing what you create for her. In the meantime, I came over to tell you Willard needs your help. The last riding class left a mess in the arena and he’s grumbling.”
“On my way,” he said, hanging up Toby’s bridle. “Thanks, Chris. See you tomorrow?”
“You bet.” A big smile reinforced his words. “Buck and Vin built an enclosed playground for the little ones, but Cody, Grace, Trey, Bren, and Tannis are walking or rather running all the time now. I’m counting on you to help me corral them at Cody’s birthday party.”
Cait slipped her arms around Chris, giving him a hug. “You are good for him.”
“Jesse is a great kid, I enjoy his company.” Chris returned her hug, letting his hand linger on her hips. “You’re not so bad yourself. I enjoy your company too. Just wished we had more time together… alone.”
“Me too, but with my obligations at Reins, group therapy, Jesse, Willard, the Wild Bunch, MCAT, Grace, Cody, and Dottie, I am beginning to think it’s not possible.”
Chris’s grin brightened, “Ah, but Dottie is gone until Monday. Vin and Kelli took my kids for the night and you promised to help me prepare for Cody’s birthday party tomorrow.” He leaned back to place his hands on her shoulders. “You haven’t changed your mind have you?”
“No I’m good to go. The last class of the weekend is over, and I’ve cleared my schedule, but Jesse…”
He stopped her, “…knows you’re going to help me. He’s okay with it,” he read the uncertainty in her eyes, “trust me.”
One of the things Caitlyn was certain of after four months of dating Chris Larabee, he was a man she trusted. He was also a man she liked, respected, and was pleased to call a good friend. “Let’s get started.”
Larabee Home
Three hours later, they had wrapped the presents, prepared the decorations to put up first thing in the morning, and Cody’s birthday cake was baking in the oven. They decided to think about dinner.
“Damn,” he said looking inside the filled refrigerator. “You’d guess with this much food ready to barbeque tomorrow; we’d find some kind of leftovers for tonight.”
“I assume Dottie cleaned out the old stuff to make room for the party fare.” She opened the pantry and scanned its contents. “Not much here, but we…” A knock on the back door interrupted her sentence.
Chris answered it to find Kelli standing in front of him with her hands full of foil-covered plates. He reached to take some from her. “What’s all this?”
“It’s dinner for you and Cait.” She set down the rest, and glanced at Caitlyn with a smile. “Hi Cait,” turning back to her father, she explained, “Max figured you’d be hungry ‘bout now, so here’s y’alls part of our supper. I talked Vin into wranglin’ the kids while I came over here. There are also some presents for Cody in my Navigator. If you’d bring them in, Dad, I’d appreciate it.”
“Sure thing, but stay out of that.” He caught Kelli just as she started to taste the icing in the bowl on the counter.
Kelly dropped the spoon she had in her hand and glared at him.
“What? You think I don’t know my own kid?” Chris was laughing as he walked out the door, missing it when Kelli stuck her tongue out at his back.
Aware of the turbulent history between these two, Cait smiled. To see them now, one would believe their relationship had always been good, but they would be wrong. It was a testament to Larabee tenacity that they had forged a strong father-daughter bond. “Thanks for the food. I was afraid we might end up calling out for pizza.”
“Chris would drive fifty miles out of his way to avoid eatin’ delivery pizza, if possible.” Kelli helped her unwrap the dishes, and set the food on the kitchen table. “Vin on the other hand would do the opposite; he loves pizza any way he can get it.”
Walking in on that comment, Chris scoffed, “Vin loves food period, the more the better.” He continued into the next room to add the packages to the stack on the dining room table, before he returned to the kitchen. “These were mixed in with the presents, yours?” He held up two DVD’s.
“Hell, you weren’t supposed to find ‘em yet.” Kelli frowned. “Vin and I thought y’all might enjoy a little downtime before tomorrow’s activities. The problem is we couldn’t agree on what y’all might want to watch, so he chose one and I chose the other.” She leaned over and kissed her dad on the cheek, “Enjoy. I have to get back and rescue Vin.”
“You think Grace and Cody will go to sleep without me? Maybe I should…”
“Relax, Dad. Cody, Trey, and Bren are fine together, and we have Caleb and Jason to help with ‘em. Andi is having a slumber party with Sarah, Maria, Tannis, and Grace, so they’re fine,” Kelli reassured him. “Rain and Nathan have the other Wild Bunch Kids at their house. At least for the night, their parents have a chance to be alone. Next time it’s our turn.”
“You have ten children under your roof tonight?” Cait shook her head.
“Yep, so I should be gettin’ back.” Kelli picked up her keys, and with a defiant grin toward her father, stuck her finger in the bowl of icing on the way out the door.
Chris grinned. “Sassy kid, I swear since she took her new position at work, I’ve seen an uninhibited side to Kel I never expected. She’s….”
“She’s worked through the plight Ice left her in and come out stronger for it,” Cait observed. “Some people never recover from that kind of trauma, and it haunts them for the rest of their lives. You should be proud of the way she and Vin handled it.”
“Oh, I am.” He slid his arm around Cait’s shoulder. “Those kids deserve a break. It’s been one challenge after another for them since they were married.”
“They’re not kids.”
“That could be debatable. Those two tend to lose about ten years the moment they leave work.” Chris grinned. “If the right mood hits, I swear they become teenagers.”
Cait nodded. “From what you’ve told me, and what I’ve seen, they’ve managed to build a relationship that works. In this day and age that in itself is an accomplishment.” Cait sighed. “In my business I’ve seen too many couples who give up trying when they meet even minor obstacles.”
Leaning down, he kissed her brow. “It’s a good thing we’re not quitters.” He wrapped his arms around her waist. “After all these months, I think this is the second time we’ve been alone together.” His lips touched hers, shivers of delight passed over them both… just as the oven timer went off.
“Damn,” Cait cursed the interruption.
With a deep sigh, Chris released her. “Birthday cake, dinner, and then, maybe we can sit down, relax, and watch a movie.”
“That sounds good to me Larabee.” She swatted him on the butt when he bent down to remove the cake from the oven, pleased to hear his laughter.
~~~7~~~
“Which one do you want to watch, ‘The Lake House’ or ‘3:10 to Yuma’?” Chris read the titles of the DVD’s.
Cait curled up on the couch. “I love westerns.”
“3:10 to Yuma it is then.” Sliding the DVD in the machine, Chris joined her. Reaching out he put his arm around her, pulling her against him until her head rested on his chest. At Cait’s questioning look Chris said, “What? I have a beautiful woman who means the world to me, alone for the first time in weeks, and I’m not going to cuddle with her?”
Cait laughed while her heart was singing at his words. Snuggling closer to him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her top leg over his.
He brushed his lips against her hair, breathing in her scent and thinking how very right it felt to have this woman in his arms.
Halfway through the movie, Chris felt a slight weight-shift and looked down at Caitlyn. He smiled when he realized she had dozed off. Well, it *had* been a long day.
He took the opportunity to gaze at her. God...she was beautiful. Her skin was perfect; her hair the color of sunset and her eyes, a man could lose all sense of time staring into them.
Feelings stirred within him as his thoughts turned. Cait was an intelligent woman. Down to earth, selfless with her time, passionate about what she believed in and direct with her words. She did not play games to get his attention, understood his moods, accepted him for who he was, and cared about each member of the Wild Bunch almost as much as he did. She was also a sensual woman who stirred his latent desires. His growing discomfort caused him to move just enough for her to rouse.
She wondered for a moment where she was before the haze of sleep cleared. She felt safe and warm. Inhaling, she caught the familiar scent of Chris's cologne and it sent an electrical pulse deep within her, catching her off guard. Tilting her head, she looked at him...those lips...those eyes. Their gazes locked and her breath caught.
Chris drank in the features of her face...full lips, startling eyes. Before he realized it, he was bending his head towards hers. Their lips touched and they both shuddered, mutual desire deepened the kiss. They had both been without a relationship for a long time. The inability to be together more often fueled their discontent that their blossoming love affair was showing little progress. All those pent up frustrations went into one kiss, and they both knew...there was no going back.
Her uncontrolled quiver when he brushed his hand across her breast, prompted him to undo a few buttons. Cait arched toward him, sending him into overdrive.
He broke off the kiss when her hand slid inside his shirt, his voice was husky with desire, “Cait...I want you...but not here...not like this. Will you come to my bed?”
“Yes,” her answer was instantaneous. He had awakened feelings in her that she did not think were possible to experience again. She uttered a soft gasp when he lifted her into his muscular arms, and carried her to his room.
Placing her down on the bed, Chris looked into her eyes for a moment. He recognized the signs of need and desire within her as she opened her arms to embrace him.
“Cait...” he whispered, showering her with tender kisses.
She stroked his face. “I want you.”
Chris shuddered. “Oh God...I want you too...you are so beautiful.”
“I was just thinking the same thing of you,” she answered between rasping breaths.
Cait had forgotten the overwhelming emotion of having someone she loved, making her feel like she was the only woman in the world.
Consumed with taking this beautiful woman to a place Chris hoped she would never come down from, he held on to her, preserving their moment.
Awash with emotion, she rubbed her cheek against his. Chris held her tighter. There was no need for words as they drifted off into a sated sleep. Later he nudged her awake for more lovemaking. Chris was a voracious lover. He was not shy with her and proved it throughout the night. It was apparent by the end of their lovemaking session that she was insatiable, too, at least with him.
In the early morning hours, she awoke. He was still there. The memory of their lovemaking filled her thoughts. She’d had sex with Chris…over and over again. It had been amazing….and astonishing….and perfect, but there had also been a stunning discovery that complicated the hell out of their friendship….she knew without question, she was in love with him.
“Cait, you okay?” His velvet toned voice carried in the darkness.
“Yes, but I need to go home. If Jesse wakes up and finds me gone….”
Nuzzling against her neck, he sighed. “I know, and as much as I hate to let you go, I’ll take you home.” He nipped her earlobe. “Come on woman; let’s find your clothes before I forget to be reasonable and mature.”
Locating their clothes proved to be a challenge, but in due course, they were dressed. Chris pulled her into his arms for another deep and probing kiss as his fingers carded through her soft tresses.
Reluctant to end the kiss, Cait pulled back and locked her eyes with his. “What have we done?”
He chuckled, “I would think you’d know, but if I need to explain….we…”
“I know what we did you dolt.” She reacted to his attempt at humor by shaking her head. “I mean…bloody hell… I don’t know what I mean.”
Lifting her chin with his finger, he smiled. “Cait, it’s all right. I’m not sure where this takes us either, but I am certain it was right… for us. Trust me.” Drawing her to him for a tender kiss, his soft-spoken words meant to assure her. “We were friends before, and we’re friends now…. From friends to lovers is a natural progression. Let’s enjoy the gift we’ve been given and see where it leads us.”
All Cait could do was nod. She readily accepted that Chris was someone special in her life, but she had not expected to fall in love with him. Love was something she gave up on years ago… He might not know it yet, but Chris Larabee had just blown her settled, planned, and comfortable life all to hell.
Chapter 2
Loving commitments create the ties that bind.
Larabee 7 ~ Sunrise, Sunday, May 25
Racing across the open meadow, with the warm winds of May at their backs, Pony and Peso ran neck and neck to meet the sunrise. Their masters lay low over the saddles, enjoying the race, and the magnificent dawn the morning offered. A sudden burst of speed from Peso had him crossing the shallow stream, a nose ahead of Pony. Both men slowed their mounts, coming to a halt a few yards past the water.
“Yee haw!” Vin yelled, a big grin forming on his face as he glanced over at Chris. “That was fun.” He patted his horse’s neck, and dismounted.
“We almost had you,” Chris slid off his horse, holding on to Pony’s reins, “would have too, if we’d run another quarter mile.”
“Yeah, yeah, excuses, excuses.” Vin unsaddled Peso, allowing him to cool off before letting him drink from the stream. “You have to admit, considerin’ your knee and my shoulder, it’s been so long since we’ve been able to ride, you’re out of practice….at least with ridin’ horseback.” The frown on Chris’s face made him chuckle. “Hell, your thoughts are broadcastin’ loud enough for me to hear ‘em halfway to Texas. If you don’t want me to know all the details of your night with Cait, you need to tone ‘em down a notch.”
“Quit listening to what I’m thinking.” A slight flush crept up his neck. “I never listen in on your thoughts about Kel.”
“Only because she’s your daughter,” Vin countered. “You used to pick my brain for explicit details every time I had a date.”
“Hell, we used to spend four or five nights a week at the saloon, getting drunk, flirting with and talking about women. Back then we were damn well happy if we got laid once in a while.” Sighing, Chris turned Pony loose and sat down by the water. “Our thoughts didn’t matter because none of what we did was that important in the grand scheme of things.”
Vin knelt next to him, allowing a comfortable silence to fall between them. When Chris called at six saying he wanted to ride, Vin knew he sought more than a good run for Pony. He needed a friend who would listen, and help him work out what was troubling him. “You sayin’ you miss those days?”
“God no, it wasn’t anything I’d want to repeat.” Chris shook his head. “I guess that’s why I never tried to hit the single bars after Linda left. What the hell made us think we were having fun?”
“Reckon you figured you’d never go back to bein’ a family man, and I…hell, I was an idiot to think it didn’t matter if I had a special woman in my life or not. Guess it was a good thing fate had other plans for both of us.”
Chris nodded. “The things that are important to me are on this ranch. My children, my brothers, their families…I thought I could be content and not need another relationship.”
Tanner knew the best way to make a point was to remind a man of his own words. “You told me years ago, there are plenty of women around willin’ to settle for a game of grab ass or a one-night fuck, but it’s the ties to a relationship that matter. A man needs a woman who stirs the fire inside him, to share his life, making the good times better, and the bad times bearable. I was too thickheaded to believe it, but you were right. Those ties are the best damn things in my life and I wouldn’t trade what I have with Kel for anythin’.” He stood and grabbed Peso’s saddle before turning around to look at Chris. “Cait is a good woman to ride the river with, don’t be afraid to get your feet wet.”
Chris laughed. “I think I’ve already waded in over my head, and the water’s still rising. Guess the only choice I have is to climb on that raft, hold on for the ride… and see where it takes me.” He stood up and dusted the dirt off his ass. “Thanks, you give good advice …for a wet behind the ears, long winded Texan.”
Mounting his horse, Vin grinned. “This Texan already has his woman and she stirs the fire in me just fine. You’re the one who’s lookin’ at some long nights alone if you fuck this up.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Stepping into the stirrup, Chris swung his leg over the saddle and rode up beside Peso. “We best get back and set up for the party. In a few hours, we’re going to be overrun with seventeen little ‘ties’ that’ll run, yell, cry, make messes, and without a doubt will keep us on our toes.”
“Speakin’ as the father of four of those little ‘ties’, I’m lookin’ forward to the chaos.”
Chris chuckled and said, “Yeah me too.” Scanning the horizon, he said, “Sun’s up, and we’re burning daylight. Let’s ride.”
Tanner Home ~ 7:30 a.m.
“Reinforcements have arrived,” Buck called out as he and Inez came in through the back door, “refreshed, rejuvenated, and ready for duty.”
Kelli glanced up from attempting to feed the twins and Cody. “The rest of the kids just finished breakfast, and Max took them to the playroom. You wanna help, grab another spoon. These little guys have more food on their faces than in them.”
“I got this on.” Inez took over feeding Cody. “Buck, you get some coffee.”
He leaned down and kissed Inez on the brow. “Got ya covered.” Reaching for a cup he asked, “Where’s Vin hiding this morning?”
“Chris called early, askin’ him to ride with him. They should be back soon.” Kelli washed Bren’s face and then Trey’s. “Give me fifteen minutes to bathe these two, and then it’s Cody’s turn.”
“Take your time, we’re fine.” Inez smiled when Cody grinned up at her.
“The Larabee charm strikes again,” Buck chuckled at Cody’s expression. “This one already has Inez wrapped around his little finger.”
“Thanks,” Kelli said as she lifted Bren, then Trey out of their highchairs, and hurried off with them.
Inez watched Buck while he talked and cooed to Cody. “Are you disappointed that we’re having another girl?”
“Heck no, I already have my son. Caleb and I will do fine with five Wilmington females in the house.” Tilting her head by placing his finger under her chin, he smiled at his wife. “The most important thing to me is that you and our newest daughter are healthy.” He leaned down and captured her mouth for a long slow kiss.
“Okay you two,” Vin said, entering through the kitchen door, “y’all had all night for that.” Grinning, he walked over to snatch a piece of sausage and a biscuit.
“We did and we thank you for the alone time,” Buck patted Inez’s stomach, “but I can’t get enough of my beautiful pregnant wife.”
Vin nodded, finishing off the biscuit in three bites, and then washed it down with coffee. “I hear you. Speakin’ of wives, have you seen mine?”
“She went to bathe your two youngest before coming back for Cody,” Inez told him, “but he filled his belly and is out like a light.”
“I’ll take him,” Vin said, easing Cody from Inez’s arms, careful not to wake him. “I told Jason and Caleb they could go with us over to Chris’s this mornin’.”
“Good, they can help us set up the chairs and tables.” Buck offered his wife a hand up. “Since you’re taking Cody, we’ll handle the rest of the munchkins ‘till the babies are down. What time is Chris expecting us?”
“When we get there,” Vin said over his shoulder. He headed for the nursery with the sleeping birthday boy cradled in his arms, smiling to himself when Buck called after him.
“Don’t rush back on our account, stud.”
~~~7~~~
The one-night stands and shallow affairs in his past were vague memories, and Vin could not recall one name that was significant. He stood unmoving, in the doorway observing the woman who had claimed his heart. Watching her hold the living proof of their love in her arms, filled him with a peace and contentment he had searched for his entire life. He had found what he needed and never knew he was missing until he met Kelli…. ties. Together, they were writing a beautiful book of lifetime memories, one page at a time.
Without making a sound, he placed Cody in the port-a-crib, walked up behind her as she laid Bren into his bed, and whispered in her ear, “The babies are asleep; it’s your turn for some TLC.”
Heat flushed over her and she leaned back into his arms to relish the feel of his hard body pressed against hers. “Buck and Inez…”
“…are in the other room with the rest of the kids and don’t expect us to make an appearance for a while.” He led her out of the nursery and down the hall to their bedroom.
When he locked the door behind them, he flipped the stereo on and pulled her to him. “Now you can scream my name all you want. No one but me will hear you.”
“I enjoy makin’ love with you, Vin, and I don’t scream.”
“Yes, you do. Shall I prove it?” He began to unbutton her shirt or rather one of his she was wearing, and leaned down to nuzzle her neck. “Black lace and thongs are fine, but I love seein’ you in my shirt…sexy as hell.” His mouth settled firmly on hers. Never one to do anything half measure, his kiss was deep, satisfying, and thorough, sending shivers of delight over her.
Kelli lifted her head and grinned. “You, Mister Tanner, are a bad, bad boy.”
“Yep, and you love it.”
She breathed in his masculine scent and reveled in the mingled aroma of saddle leather and a whiff of the fresh outdoors, which clung to his clothes. When he kissed her, she could taste coffee, strong and sweet with a light touch of cream to make it smooth…like him. She loved him beyond reason; he was her strength and anchor in life. He was also her greatest weakness… but, if she had to have an addiction, she could not think of a more rewarding one.
“Vin…” she sucked in her breath when his hands caressed her hips.
“Ssshhh,” he whispered, slipping the shirt off her shoulders, “your Texas Cowboy is gonna take good care of you.”
Their eyes met and hers emitted the same smoldering desire he was certain matched his. Gently pushing her back, he covered her body with his.
She moaned and arched her body. Mutual passion consumed them and she screamed out his name, “Vin!”
Trailing his other hand though her red tresses, he smiled. She was his fire and he damn well intended to keep her burning for the rest of their lives. He devoured her mouth with a deep, zealous kiss to capture the cries of pleasure from the woman who claimed his heart and soul. Her gasp of delight fanned the flames of his passion. Lost in their desires, they reaffirmed the love that brought them together and delivered them safe and sound from the fires of hell.
Chapter 3
Thunder rumbling in the distance more often than not indicates rain is on the way. Alas, it does not elucidate the strength or severity of the impending storm.
Larabee Home
Nettie Wells stood in his kitchen preparing breakfast when Chris returned from his morning ride. He had not taken the time to eat before he took off earlier. The smell of hot biscuits, scrambled eggs, and frying bacon made his mouth water. “Nettie you are an angel.”
“Not an angel, just an old woman who knows a man needs a good meal before he puts in a day’s work.” She set a plate full of food on the table for him. “I expect the rest of your band of brothers will be here soon to help, so I made plenty.”
Chris washed up and sat down to enjoy the breakfast feast Nettie had prepared. “Josiah and Nathan will be here in a bit to fire up the grill. Vin, Buck, JD, and Ezra are in charge of setting up the tables and chairs. The rest of the clan will be here about noon.”
She sat down with a cup of tea and took a deep breath. “JD may be late…he and Casey are fighting… again.”
Chris frowned and looked up mid-bite. He placed his fork down on the plate and sat back. “What’s going on with those two?” He sighed in frustration. “I thought they were getting along better since JJ was born.”
Nettie’s hand trembled as she sipped at her tea. “To be honest, I’m more than a little concerned. Since the accident, JJ’s premature birth, and the hysterectomy, Casey's emotions run all over the place. When she disappeared, and then resurfaced without an explanation, it affected JD far more than he would ever admit...even to Buck. When Casey decided to talk to her doctor about her problems, she was like her old self for a while. Whatever meds the doctor put her on were working and the children for the most part, were unaffected...”
Chris sensed a 'but' and waited patiently as the woman he had grown fond of over the years, struggled to decide how much she could share.
“...but, the past few weeks her moods are all over the place. Sometimes she seems...distracted. At first, I thought nothing of it, we all have moments where we drift, but I came into their bedroom the other day to find JJ alone, lying on his changing table. Lord, Chris...if he'd wriggled a little more, he could have ...”
Chris placed a comforting hand over hers. “Where was Casey?”
“Showering, and when I spoke to her, she stared at me as if I was crazy, told me I must have moved him.” She shook her head. “I probably should have told JD, but I didn’t. That evening, they had a terrible argument about her not wanting to go back to work. JD did everything to prevent things from escalating, but it was clear that Casey was up for a fight. Later I found him holding her, in the living room, comforting her. They've been fine since, except for the last day or so. I think perhaps I should talk to someone, maybe Cait, or Josiah, get their thoughts.”
Josiah and Nathan walked in, interrupting their conversation.
“Did I hear you mention Casey?” Nathan asked.
“Yes, we were discussing why JD might not be here early to help.” Reluctant to share Nettie’s confidences, Chris only said, “He and Casey are having a….”
“Fight,” Nathan finished for him. “Daisy told us how her parents argue all the time. In fact, Casey was supposed to come to our house to help get the girls ready for today, but she didn’t show up.”
Josiah read the concern on Nettie’s face. “They’re fine. Mallory is with Rain and they can manage with JJ and the girls.”
Nettie sighed, “I don’t understand that niece of mine anymore.”
“Would you like for me to talk to her?” Josiah offered. “Maybe, as someone not living with her, I can listen to what she’s saying from a different perspective.”
“If you would…I just worry about her.” Nettie silently prayed that she was making something out of nothing.
Josiah nodded as Ezra and Jesse joined them all in the kitchen.
“Good morning all. I dropped Barbara off at Reins to assist Caitlyn with a dish she was preparing and found this young man ready to come over and help,” Ezra explained. “I will of course supervise…”
“I supervise, Standish, you actually get to perform manual labor.” Chris grinned. “First though, dig in. Nettie made us breakfast and I for one intend to enjoy every bite. We’ll get to work when Buck and Vin get here.”
Twenty minutes later Buck and Vin arrived with Jason and Caleb. Nettie offered them something to eat.
“I expected you and Buck earlier,” Chris commented.
Buck chuckled. “Talk to Tanner.”
“I had somethin’ needed my attention.” Vin hugged Nettie and grabbed two biscuits, handing one to Jason. “Best biscuit you’ll ever eat, Son.” He glanced over at Chris. “We’re here now and with all this help we’ll be through in nothin’ flat, if…we get movin’.” Tanner grinned and headed out the door.
Chris picked up his plate, but Nettie took it from him, “I’ve got it in here; you’d best go and supervise this gang.”
Herding the rest of the men outside, they began the work of setting up the perfect first birthday party for Cody.
1:00 p.m.
The Jackson, Sanchez, and Dunne children arrived with Mallory and Rain. All except little JJ immediately took over the playground area under the watchful eyes of their uncles. Josiah kept the barbeque hot and the meat was close to being finished. Max and Gunny were helping Nettie with the side dishes in the kitchen when Barbara and Caitlyn arrived.
Chris left Buck talking to Nathan and met Cait halfway across the yard. “Here, let me take that.” He took the plate of deviled eggs from her, leaning down to whisper for her ears only. “You are beautiful.”
“You look damn good yourself.” She smiled, feeling a slight flush creep up her neck. “Is everyone here?”
“Not yet. Inez is on her way with the girls, and JD and Casey aren’t here yet. Neither is Matt, and Kelli is waiting to bring Cody and the twins last. Jesse’s been a big help.” Walking slowly, he found that he wanted to share as much with her as possible on this special day.
Cait nodded. “I’m sure Cody will be enthralled when he gets here.” When they reached the deck, she turned and smiled. “I think I should go inside and help the other ladies.”
“I’ll …uh…put these on the table and see you in a bit.” On impulse, Chris stole a quick kiss, winked, and walked away.
Sighing, Cait watched him leave before she went up the steps to join the women in the kitchen.
Buck grinned when Chris returned. “Something you want to tell us, Stud?”
“No,” Chris answered and then nodded toward the driveway. “Our girls are here.” Going out to meet them, he was able to catch Grace in mid air as she jumped into his arms. “Hello Sunshine.”
“Cody come, Da, me go play.” She wiggled signaling she wanted down, waved, and ran off with Sarah and Maria. Chris shook his head in wonder, only a few short months ago she would not leave his side without a major battle. Now…thanks to Cait’s help, Grace was doing great. He looked up at the house and smiled. Come to think about it, he was doing great, too.
~~~7~~~
Riding on her father’s shoulders, Andi was excited. “Daddy, when do I get my sister?”
Vin stopped so fast, he almost dropped her. “Why do you think you’re gettin’ a sister?”
“Tracker told me and he don’t lie,” Andi stated adamantly. “He said, so it’s gotta be true.”
Silently cursing his ancestor for saying such a thing to Andi, a forgotten conversation came rushing back to Vin. *One correction, Andi is our only daughter, not our eldest.*…*Yet, Vin, only daughter yet.*. He had assumed Tracker meant another baby for him and Kelli, but what if….* we lost our girl…. don’t go there, Tanner* Sighing, he decided that being able to talk with your great, great, grandfather was both a blessing and a curse.
He lowered Andi to the ground, and crouched down in front of her. “Sugar…Tracker told us things that could happen, things he knows we have to wait for. If there is a sister… or another brother for you in our future, then we have to be patient and let fate bring her to us.”
“She’s there, but I can wait.” Andi hugged his neck. “I know you and mama will figure it out.” She took off to play with the other kids leaving her father standing there with a perplexed look on his face, thinking about the possibilities.
“Problems?” Chris walked up to stand beside him.
“Not with you,” Vin exhaled, “with Tracker. Hell, the man’s been dead almost a hundred years and he’s still stirrin’ up trouble.”
Chris chuckled. “That seems to be a common trait with Tanners.”
“I…,” Vin started to explain but JD and Casey drove up behind them, “I’ll tell you later.”
Casey exited the truck and stomped off to join the others. JD stared after her, and then with shoulders slumped, walked over to Chris and Vin. “Sorry, I wasn’t here earlier to help. We…uh…”
Chris threw his arm around JD’s shoulders. “No need to explain. You’re here now and that’s what counts.” He noted Matt and Katrina’s arrival, but stayed with JD while they joined the others up by the house. “All we need now is the birthday boy and we’re ready to party.”
JD nodded. “I promise I’ll stay and help take the tables down.”
“You do what you need to do, Kid,” Vin told him. “Walter, Jesse, Caleb, and Jason joined the set up team today and we’ll manage.” He placed his hand on his young brother’s other shoulder, lowering his voice as his eyes met JD’s. “If you need us we’re here.”
JD made an effort to smile, despite the fact that Casey had walked past the girls and JJ without stopping. “Thanks, I guess I should go check on my kids. “JD nodded to his brothers. “I appreciate you understanding.”
“Sure thing,” Chris assured him, “anytime.” Watching JD walk away, it stuck him how weary JD appeared. “You think he’s okay, Vin?”
“No, but I reckon he knows he can come to any of us twenty- four-seven when he’s ready to talk.” Vin turned his attention to the Navigator pulling in. “Your birthday boy has arrived.”
Chris hurried over to the truck, opened the back door, unlatched the straps, and lifted Cody from his car seat. He had only been gone overnight, but it seemed much longer. Despite the fact that he treasured the night he had spent with Cait, he was glad to have Cody and Grace home. Somehow, he would find a way to include all of them in his life.
“Thanks, Kel, for taking care of him and Grace.”
“No problem, Dad,” she said taking Trey from Vin while he reached inside for Bren. “I love spendin’ time with my baby brother and sister.”
“Since everyone is here. What do you say we get this party started?” Vin placed one hand on Kelli’s back and kept a firm hold on Bren with the other.
“Let’s do it.”
3:00 p.m.
Everyone filled up on barbeque, sprawled out across the lawn, and watched Chris help Cody unwrap his presents. The baby seemed to be more interested in the paper and boxes than the actual gifts, but he was smiling. Grace played with the doll her daddy gave her, and the other kids were on the playground or napping.
Casey and Caitlyn’s quiet conversation had turned animated and heated. Standing up abruptly, Casey announced. “We have to go home. Nettie, you can bring the children when you come.”
“Anytime you are ready to come back to work, Reins has a place for you, Casey, even if it’s part-time.” Caitlyn reminded her, hoping she would think about the offer when she calmed down.
“NO…I need to be at home. Find someone else.” Casey shouted, and then softened her voice. “I do appreciate it, but…no…just…no.” She took off toward their truck.
JD took JJ from Inez, saying softly, “Thanks for watching him.” He looked over to Nettie. “I know you’ve been working all day, if …”
“You go on, son, tend to JJ and Casey. I’ll bring the girls home directly,” Nettie said. “Go on. I can handle two little girls.”
“Yes ma’am.” Embarrassed by his wife’s behavior, JD expected to read reproach on his family’s faces, instead he saw concern and support. Unable to speak, he simply nodded, carried JJ to the truck, and took Casey home.
Chris watched them leave, making a mental note to speak to JD sometime soon. He cast a quick glance at Buck as if to reassure the man, who without a doubt was worried about their youngest brother, then broke the silence their departure left by rubbing his hands together and announcing, “Time for cake and ice cream.”
Within the hour, the cake was history, parents had cleaned up their children, and the party was over. Walter, Nathan, Vin, Buck, and Ezra began taking down table with Jesse, Jason and Caleb’s help. Josiah cleaned the grill, and the women put the leftover food in the refrigerator, while Chris and Matt stood guard over the kids in the play yard.
Matt took the opportunity to speak with Chris in private. “I hate to put a damper on the festivities, but I thought you should know…Linda called me.”
Chris stopped breathing for a moment, and then inhaled deeply before asking, “About Cody’s birthday?”
“No, she didn’t mention his birthday.” Matt hesitated, before continuing, “She’s engaged to a man who is supposedly rich, well connected to powerful people and according to my private investigators just plain bad news.” He pulled an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Chris. “This is a copy of his background report, use it or lose it, your choice. My goal is to protect my sister if possible as well as my niece and nephew.”
“Appreciate it Matt,” Chris pocketed the envelope, “but why are you worried about Grace and Cody?”
Matt hesitated for a moment before answering. “From what Linda has told me they are talking about having children.”
“Is he aware that Linda can’t have anymore?” Chris was afraid to hear the answer.
“Yes, but… Hell, I wasn’t supposed to warn you, but I think you should know what my dear sister is planning. Chris, she’s coming to Denver and wants to have her parental rights restored by the courts and then take custody of Grace and Cody.”
“Over my dead body,” Chris stated adamantly. “There’s no way in hell Linda will get her hands on my babies. She’s done enough damage by walking out on them already.”
Matt nodded. “I agree and whatever you need me to do, I’m willing.”
“Thanks, Matt; I hope I can keep you out of the middle of our problems. Let me know when she arrives and I’ll handle Linda.” Chris was certain he stood on solid legal ground about custody, but Linda never let what was legal or right, stop her when she wanted something. On the other hand, he never backed down from a fight and if that was what it took to protect his children, he was damned well ready for one.
Chapter 4
If It's gonna rain … let the storm start … the sky is heavy and it feels like the winds are gonna change.
Reins of Change ~ Monday, May 26
Grace kissed her daddy goodbye and ran inside the daycare. Chris waited until she was out of sight before drawing Cait closer to him. “Good morning, beautiful lady.”
“Morning to you to,” Cait smiled. “Has Cody recuperated from the excitement of the party?”
“He slept like a rock, but when I dropped him off with Max, he was chomping at the bit to go and play with the twins. Dottie will be in this afternoon and she’llpick him up from the Tanner’s.” He leaned down to kiss her. “I missed you last night.”
She looked into his eyes. “I missed you too…but, Chris, what are we doing? I mean do we stay quiet about…” Cait was reluctant to give what they had a name, yet.
“Us?” He grinned. “We are an ‘us’, whether we planned it or not and in case you didn’t notice yesterday, I’m not exactly hiding our relationship from my family.”
Cait nodded. “I noticed, and so did Jesse. He hasn’t said anything, but I do know he likes you a lot and I want to make certain we’re sending the right message to him.”
“I hope we are, because what we do have is special,” he answered. Chris understood her concerns, Caitlyn Broderick might be wild in his arms, but she was conservative by nature. She was straightforward, down to earth, compassionate, and generous to a fault. There would be no game playing with this woman and she did not mind calling him on his actions or words if she thought he was out of line. She was more like Sarah in temperament and personality, the complete opposite of Linda. She was definitely not a one-night stand he could forget or act as though they had not been lovers. He wanted to spend more nights with her, yet… was he ready to say he loved her, and commit to another long-term relationship? To be honest, he did not have an answer yet.
“Cait, I do want you in my life, but as much as I would love to stand here and tell you we have some kind of future together, I can’t, at least not now. Matt told me yesterday Linda is coming to Denver and she wants to challenge me for custody of our children. I have to resolve things with her, before I can even begin to think about …more.”
A knot tightened in her stomach when she considered even the possibility that Chris might lose Grace and Cody. Losing his children would destroy him. “I understand, and I don’t plan on going anywhere. If I can do anything to help, please let me.”
Her offer warmed his heart. “You are an extraordinary woman, Doctor Broderick.” Chris shook his head. “I just don’t understand how a woman can be so callous and think only of her own selfish needs without giving any thought to how it affects her children. Linda has not even tried to see Grace or Cody in a year’s time, no phone calls, no letters…nothing. Now she‘s supposedly engaged to a man who wants children and it’s convenient for her to play mom. How do I protect my kids from a mother like that?”
“You do what you are doing. Love them, fight to keep them safe and secure, and ask for help when needed.” Cait was pleased that Chris was sharing this with her, instead of shutting her out. “Talk to your lawyer and be prepared. Grace is safe here at Reins, and I promise you I will watch her like an old mother hen.” She laughed. “As for Cody, I dare anyone to mess with Max or Dottie, trying to get to him.”
“You’re right. I told Walter not to let Linda on the property if she comes here.” Chris kissed her again, a long lingering kiss that told her he cared. “Thank you for being you.” Looking at the time, he sighed. “I have to go, but I’ll call you later.”
Cait watched him leave. She was glad he was honest with her, it was one of the reasons she loved him. Chris never said anything to make things easier. He was a man who valued his word and did not make excuses. She knew he cared for her and given time, he would come to realize he needed her in his life. Time was something she could give him. After all, she had waited twenty years to find a man who made her feel loved again.
MCAT Office ~ 1:00 p.m.
Chris spent most of the morning at the training center, reviewing the test scores for the Bravo and Charlie teams. The spirit of competition appeared to be alive and well between the two MCAT units. However, Captains Justin Michaels and Sam Cain were both strong leaders and Chris was certain the friendly rivalry between the Denver and San Antonio teams would not get out of hand.
He passed Ezra’s desk and motioned for him to follow as he made his way up the stairs to his new office. It still seemed strange not to be closer to Alpha team, but Travis insisted that his office and Chris’s should be separate from the units. Vin took over Chris’s old office and Kelli had been assigned one between Director Travis and Assistant Director Larabee, since technically she worked for both of them, although Orrin kept her busy most of the time.
“Close the door and sit down, Ezra.” Chris instructed him. “I need your help.”
Ezra sat down opposite to Chris. “In which matters do you require my assistance?”
“Linda is coming back to Denver and wants to make a challenge for the kids. Tell me I have nothing to worry about.”
A chill ran down his spine. Although he had hoped this day would not come, his experience with his own mother kept him from being surprised. “You are on solid legal footing, however…” Ezra hated to say it. “If she chooses to do so, she can stir up a hell of a mess and cost you a small fortune proving your rights in court.”
Closing his eyes, Chris tried to control the fear that Ezra’s words caused to churn in his stomach. “You tell me what I need to do.”
“With your permission I would like to speak with Robert Eaves, an attorney friend of Barbara’s. He specializes in child custody cases, and his experience far exceeds mine. I will, of course, have to give him all the information you have in regards to Linda’s impending arrival.”
Chris nodded and proceeded to repeat Matt’s conversation from yesterday.
Ezra stood. “Try not to worry, I will contact Robert ASAP, but I am certain the papers Linda signed will hold up in court. Let’s hope things stay peaceful and quiet on Larabee 7 while she is in Denver, no need to give her ammunition to fire back at you.”
Chris waited until Ezra walked out the door and then leaned back in his chair. They could manage peaceful and quiet for a week or two at least. Couldn’t they?
~~~7~~~
Later, a noise from the bullpen caught Chris's attention as he came down from his office. Chris grinned at the three-man Nerf-ball tournament, taking place between Vin, Buck, and JD. It was good to hear JD chuckling and Chris had missed that huge grin of his. It was clear that something good happened after JD and Casey left his home yesterday evening, but Chris still intended to talk to the young man later.
“Keep it down to a dull roar, guys.”
Knowing that was Chris's way of accepting a bit of horseplay, they continued for a little longer, finally breaking off to get some coffee. It felt good to have some office downtime; it was a rare thing these days.
Buck smiled as he watched Vin and JD rifling through a box of donuts, fighting over the last jelly one. Vin conceded, and Buck was convinced he did it, for the same reason he was grinning like a loon, now. It was good to see JD laughing and joking around. He had not been doing much of that recently. With a nod from Vin as he left munching an iced donut, Buck sipped his coffee and stood next to his little brother.
“Everything okay at home, kid?”
JD smiled and nodded, taking a seat on the couch next to the window. “Yeah, thanks, I think it finally is. Casey and me had a talk last night; I think we've turned a corner, Buck.”
Buck squeezed the younger man's shoulder. “That's good news, son, but don't forget, I'm always here for you, and so are the others.”
JD smiled and nodded. “I appreciate the offer, and I would kinda like to talk to you sometime soon, if you don't mind.”
The brunet bobbed his head. “Absolutely, you just say the word kid and I'm here for you.”
Watching Buck exit the break room, JD looked out of the window, his thoughts drifting to last night.
Wells’ Property Previous Evening
They made the trip home from Chris's in unbearable silence. While JJ slumbered in his car seat, blissfully unaware of the turmoil his parents were going through, JD's mind was racing as he tried to second-guess his distraught wife, yet again, glancing at her occasionally to see her staring out of the passenger window. Pulling into their driveway, JD sighed as Casey stormed out of the car and into the house. He carefully unbuckled JJ, smiling at the little noise the infant produced when he was disturbed, then, slinging the diaper bag over his shoulder, he settled the little one to rest on his shoulder and followed Casey inside.
Ignoring her slumped form on the sofa, JD continued into the bedroom, returning ten minutes later after settling the baby for a nap. He walked into the kitchen and switched on the kettle.
“Coffee?”
Casey took a few seconds to answer, but finally turned to him and nodded. By the time he placed the cup on the table in front of her, she was ready to talk. “I can't believe Cait showed me up like that. I thought she was my friend.”
JD sighed. “All Cait did was ask if you were ready to come back to work, it was how you reacted that showed you up.”
Casey huffed. “Dear God…you're so obsessed with your family, you're even defending Chris's newest conquest. I thought she had more sense than to climb between the sheets with a Larabee.”
Staring at her, he shook his head. “What is wrong with you? Cait is sweet and funny. Chris needs someone like her in his life. He's been a fucking saint this past year. It’s about time he had someone to care about him. What’s more, Cait has been a good friend to you, and if that's how you talk about your friends, you're more of a bitch than I took you for.” His words surprised him, but he'd had enough. No more 'mister nice guy', it was time to put the children, Nettie, and him first for a change. JD stood and walked back into the kitchen.
“JD.”
Weary from the events of the day, he looked back at her standing in the middle of the living room.
“You're right, I'm sorry.”
“Case, what the hell are we doing to us?” He took her hand and pulled her down to sit next to him on the couch. “We have a good life together, maybe not extraordinarily exciting, but I thought we were happy.”
Casey jumped up and began to pace. “We were…are…” She shook her head. “I don’t know anymore. We’ve never not been an us….You…me…we…Why did we get married? Was it because we really belong together, or more what we expected to happen? Could either of us make it without the other or without Aunt Nettie’s help? What do we really know about being tested? Would we be stronger or weaker if we had half the challenges other couples we know have had?”
“Are you saying you don’t want to be married to me?”
“No…no…I…I’m just rambling. Don’t pay any attention to what I said. I didn’t mean any of it.” She stopped her rant and turned on him. “Maybe if you were home more I wouldn’t have these thoughts. I…I’m sorry I’ve been difficult.”
JD swallowed the lump in his throat. “I wish I could believe you.” He watched her drop her head and go to the bedroom, then looked up at the ceiling to stop the tears forming in his eyes, from rolling down his cheeks. Hell, he knew the past couple of months had been hard for her. First their wreck, a premature delivery, and then an emergency hysterectomy, but the doctor had her on hormone supplements and for a while she was better. Now…she was back to being a bitch and unpredictable. After a few minutes, he pulled out his laptop and sat on a stool at the kitchen counter. He hoped work could take his mind off his troubles.
Much later, a warm hand on his head roused him from his sleep as he rested his head on his arms on the countertop. Still half-asleep, JD looked up to see Nettie. “You should go to bed.”
He smiled. “Where are the girls?”
“Buck took them home with him for the night. I'm picking them up in the morning. I am going to put JJ in with me for tonight. Go get some sleep.” She kissed him on the head and went into JD and Casey's bedroom, returning with the baby in her arms, intending to put him in the port-a-crib for the night. “Casey is asleep. I suggest you get some, too, son.”
Bidding her goodnight, he cleared the coffee mugs and closed down his laptop. He rinsed the mugs under the faucet, and then shuddered when a hand reached under his shirt to stroke his abdomen. Turning, he gazed into sexy, chocolate brown eyes that oozed seduction. He gasped. “Casey!”
The delicate, black chiffon baby-doll negligee she was wearing left nothing to the imagination.
“Case, Nettie's just…”
Pushing him back against the sink, she captured his mouth, and deepened the kiss as she moaned, taking his hand to rest it on her backside. Despite everything, JD loved this woman with all his heart. Their sex-life had been good, but recently lacked the intimacy they had shared over the years. He returned her kisses, savoring the feel of her delicate hand roaming under his shirt, stroking and caressing him, lost in the moment as their love came to the fore and their passion increased.
Suddenly, he grabbed her hand, pulling back. “Casey…I want you…God *knows*, I want you, but we need to talk.”
Casey spoke, her warm breath tickling his face as she looked into his eyes. “I know. I have no excuse for my behavior, it's disgraceful and I'm ashamed of how I treat you all. I'm trying, JD, and you know I'm getting there. Josiah offered to talk to me. I said no, but…maybe I should. What do you think?”
“I'd like that, Case. Josiah's a wonderful counselor.” He was right in her face and before he realized, he was kissing her warm, full lips, his hands reached for her breasts, cupping and massaging first one, then the other. Casey arched into him.
“I want to make love to you, JD.” She took his hand and guided him into the bedroom, her hips swaying as she walked.
It was an invitation that JD could not refuse. Maybe things would be okay after all.
MCAT Office ~ Present Time
JD smiled to himself as he sipped at his cooling coffee. They had slept in and he had almost been late for work, so he barely had a chance to speak to Casey this morning, but he'd had a warm kiss goodbye.
“Agent Dunne,” Vin yelled for the third time. “Are you still with us?”
“What…yeah…sorry I didn’t hear you.”
“Damn, Kid I thought you’d left us.” Vin smiled. “I hate to do this to you, but I just got a call from the DOJ. They’re havin’ problems with the witness protection program you designed for ‘em. They request your presence at the Federal Buildin’ ASAP.”
Sighing JD shook his head. “I swear no one at the DOJ knows anything about computers.” He made a mental note to pick up flowers on his way home.
“You’ll get no argument from me on that, but you still have to go.”
“Hell, I’ll be there half the night, but I’m going.” JD’s mood plunged. He knew it would be a late night and Casey would not be happy about it. Stopping at his desk, he called home, receiving the answering machine. “Case, I’ll probably be late. The Feds insist I show up at the Federal Building, and you know how that goes….love you, bye.” He grabbed his keys and walked out the door.
Standing beside the phone in the bedroom, Casey heard the message and felt a cold shiver run down her spine. It was happening again. She began talking to herself, picked up the nightie on the chair and walked into the master bath. She turned the water on, and entered the shower fully dressed, leaned against the wall and slid to the floor of the tub. Curled up in the corner, she clutched the torn negligee to her chest. Water rained down on her while she rocked back and forth, muttering repeatedly, “They took him again….they took him again...”