Mackenzie Spencer left the hospital after a twenty-four shift feeling exhausted. She'd been on her feet running for most of it, grabbing a cat nap here and there, along with something to eat. Starting next week, she would start working three twelve hour shifts a week instead of two twenty-four hour ones.
It was one on the first fits they'd had as husband and wife, Eliot's argument was that the twenty-four hour shifts were too hard on her and the baby. He really wanted her to stay home, and not work at all, but she told him he was being ridiculous. Settling on the twelve hour shifts, had seemed like a good comprise.
They had shocked Nate and everyone else with their surprise wedding, two months ago in their back yard. Mack rubbed her stomach, smiling, they hadn't told them about the baby yet. They were waiting another couple of weeks, until she was well into her second trimester. She was right at fourteen weeks.
Walking into the house she kicked her shoes off, going into the laundry room, pulling off her scrubs, she pulled out a pair of yoga pants and an over sized t-shirt. Pulling them on, she made her way to the couch, easing herself down. Planning on just laying there for a few minutes, she'd get up and find herself some breakfast. Closing her eyes, she began to relax, the tiredness over coming her body.
She opened her eyes when she felt her feet being lifted, and placed on Eliot's lap. His hands gently started to massage her feet, she let out a little sigh. "That feels really nice."
"Rough night?" He looked down at her, his hands moving up her legs.
"I think I slept two hours, and ate on the fly." His hands stopped their massage, he frowned at her.
"When was the last time you ate?"
"I had some milk and a peanut butter sandwich around three am." She smiled up at him, his large hands went to her stomach.
"Lay here and rest, while I make you some breakfast." Mack sat half way up watching him in the kitchen. She was glad to be home, he had been gone the last few days on a job. Now he was home, they had a few days to spend with each other. Pushing herself up off the couch, she went into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"I love you!" He turned around wrapping his arms around her, kissing her.
"I love you too."
After breakfast Mack laid down in bed to take a nap, at some point Eliot slipped into bed beside her. Pulling her into his arms, she let out a sigh as she let her body relaxed against his. "I missed you!"
"Missed you too!" She rolled over to face him, her lips covering his, she was ready to show him just how much she missed him. "Baby, you need to rest..." Mack let out a laugh, her lips nipping at Eliot's earlobe.
"I need my husband to make love to me." She heard him growl, he rolled her over to her to her back, staring into her eyes.
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Eliot watched his wife sleeping by his side, his hand resting on the small baby bump that was starting to develop. He worried about them both, he'd made far too many enemies in his past. Ones that would love to come back and take all that he loved from him. That's the real reason he wanted her to quit her job, so when he and the team were out of town, she could go with them.
She could be with him, and keep them both safe. He was going to call Quinn and ask him to keep an eye on her when he had to be gone, if she couldn't go. He would protect both of them with his life.
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Lucas Philips looked at the file in front of him, frowning at what his boss wanted him to do. He had made it a rule to never hurt woman and children now his boss wanted him to kill Eliot Spencer's pregnant wife to teach the man a lesson. Years ago Spencer had killed Linus Prost's son, in Germany to stop him from killing a room full of people. Linus had vowed revenge on Spencer for taking his only son, now he had finally figured how to take it.
By taking the people he loved the most, his wife and unborn child. Lucas had reservations about it, but if he didn't do it, then he'd be killed. He'd start tomorrow figuring out her routine.
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