A/n Most of this is written and will be up fast. This is my first (uploaded) 5+1 fic so I would appreciate some feedback.
The first time was after her husband was kidnapped by General Eiling. Martin had told her everything, from the kidnapping to fusing with Ronnie after being rescued, there was really no way to avoid it considering that he was going to go away for a while so that he and Ronnie could learn to use their power better, and she had seen the word carved into his arm.
They decided that the two of them would spend the next day at home, sure it was a little risky, but both Ronnie and Martin had found it difficult to leave both Caitlin and Clarissa so soon after just having returned.
She and Martin spent the rest of their time before bed watching a movie, and judging by her husband's reactions, Ronnie and Caitlin we presumably doing something that was far less tame.
"Honey, they are young," Clarissa said affectionately after yet another grumble from Martin.
"A pity," Martin sighed, crossing his legs again.
"There is a simple solution to this problem."
Martin looked over at her as though he were about to ask what solution there could possible be to this particular problem, then he caught on and kissed her.
By the time that they retired to bed, the movie had long since ended and neither of them could recall it. They might not have been young by any standards, but that didn't mean that they were devoid of passion.
When Clarissa woke, it was to the feeling that something was, if not wrong, then at least different. It took a second for her to place what it was, but in retrospect it should have been quite obvious. Martin was a cuddler, that was something that surprised her early in their marriage, since he didn't seem the type, but this morning he was turned away from her.
As quietly as she was able she sat up, and she quickly saw that while he wasn't cuddled with her, he was cuddling with someone.
Clarissa slipped out of bed carefully and went to retrieve her phone, it was nothing fancy, but it had a good camera function.
She snapped the picture and then looked at the bed with the utmost fondness. Lying there, in what looked like a hug whilst laying down, was Ronnie and Martin, and while most people would find it odd that a man many year their junior was in bed with them, having snuck in sometime in the night, Clarissa couldn't help finding the situation adorable. Even if it had come about because one or both of them had been been plagued in the night by thoughts of what could have happened if anything had gone differently when Martin had been taken by the general.
At that thought, she left the room, and started breakfast, Martin had always been an early riser and she was cooking for more than two this morning, but before she started on the morning meal, she located a certain contact in her phone, she was sure that Caitlin wouldn't mind a copy of the picture that she had taken.