Sorry this is so short, guys, but I just couldn't get it to lengthen any... Hopefully you enjoy it anyway. Twelfth in the series: Will LaMontagne, everybody!:)
Will leaned his head back against the passenger side seat rest on the way back to his and JJ's house after the polygamy project. Henry dozed peacefully in the backseat of the car, head lolling gently back and forth. JJ was calmly keeping her eyes on the road, the whole car was silent, and Will was so relieved to have this again that he could've fallen asleep.
This: his family. To himself. No Sydney Corbin. Finally.
He hadn't disliked Sydney, not really, but besides being a Fundamentalist Mormon by religion – which meant she actually believed in the principal of plural marriage to begin with – she was also an aspiring actress. When Penelope had called Lila Archer about the project, Lila had suggested bringing Sydney in too, which was fine. But Sydney was actually a good actress, and she had been one of the few people who had actually done the polygamy project exactly as it was supposed to be done. She had acted like a second wife of Will's. She had played a character, she had done it well, and she had driven Will up the wall in doing so.
He was old-fashioned in some of his own beliefs and one of those beliefs was that of a normal only-one-wife-for-me-please-and-thank-you marriage, not one man being with two women at the same time. But, hey, that was just his opinion.
Because of that opinion, he was two things: he was extremely grateful for the life that he and JJ had built together, and he was reminded just how much he loved the woman at his side – his one and only wife – and he told her so, plain and simple.
"I love you," he said, taking the hand that JJ didn't have on the steering wheel into a loose grasp.
She took her eyes off of the road long enough to glance at him and smiled, saying calmly, "I know you do, and I love you too."
"And I love my life, and my son, and – I will say it again – my one and only wife."
He saw JJ bite back a laugh as she realized what had caused all of his declarations, and then she said, mostly repeating back to him what he'd said, yet still meaning every word as her own, "And I love you, my son, my life, and the fact that I am your one and only wife."
Will smiled, promising himself then and there that he would never let himself forget to be grateful for the fact that this – these two, and only these two, people in this car with him - was his life.
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