Spy Wives
Chapter: 1
Pairings: Robert & Holly Scorpio, Grant & Celia Putnam, Duke & Anna Lavery, Sean & Tiffany Donely, and Frisco & Felicia Jones
Rating: PG
Dyersburg Tennessee, May 15th 1989
Felicia Jones was oh so new to all of it. She sat on her front porch of her new house in the polished little town of the polished little suburb and tried her very best to take it all in. She wasn't so sure what her life was going to be all that her new husband promised. After all he had moved her out into the middle of nowhere, no matter how beautiful it was it was still the middle of nowhere, and so far she wasn't absolutely sure she wasn't going to be back on the first flight back to Texas.
It wasn't exactly what she thought married life was going to be. At least it wasn't how she envisioned it as a child. She and Frisco had been married for three months. The first two months they spent in Mexico where he was on assignment and then they went back home to Texas before he was called all the way out to Dyersburg to stay at the permanent base of the World Security Bureau. A place she wasn't so sure she fit in.
"Hello!" Tiffany Donnelly said cheerfully as she made her way up the sidewalk of the Jones residence with a basket in her hand. "You must be Felicia."
Felicia smiled as she rose up off the swing to greet the very southern woman coming toward her. "Hello." she smiled. "I'm Felicia."
Tiffany returned her smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Felicia." she said sincerely. "I'm Tiffany, Sean Donnelly's wife, and I wanted to stop by and give a quick hello and drop off the welcome basket."
"The welcome basket?" Felicia thought to herself. "This ought to be good."
"Thank you, Mrs. Donnelly." she said as she took the basket she was offering to her. "How very kind of you."
"Please, call me Tiffany." she said, gently touching Felicia's shoulder.
"Tiffany." she smiled.
"Much better." she replied. "I don't want to keep you I know you must have a millions things to do getting settled and all."
"Oh no you're fine." she assured her. "My husband is out at the market and I was just taking a break from unpacking. Please have a seat." she said. "Can I get you anything?"
"No thank you, I'm fine." Tiffany said as she sat down on the swing. "Tell me, how are you enjoying Dyersburg so far?"
"It's very...quaint." she said, carefully. "Very Norman Rockwell."
Tiffany laughed softly. "Where I come from this would be considered the city." she told her. "But Dyersburg does take a little time to get used to. We're a very tightknit community here and it takes a little while to settle in but once you do I guarantee you that you'll absolutely love it."
Felicia smiled. "I hope so." she confessed. "My husband and I haven't been married very long and I'm hoping to make this place home."
"Well, he couldn't have been assigned a better place." she said. "I've lived her for the past eight years and I wouldn't ever think about leaving."
She watched as a lady walked by pushing a stroller, a younger child riding in front of her on a bike with training wheels. Very quaint indeed. Perhaps too quaint.
"That's Celia Putnam." Tiffany announced. "Her husband, Grant, is in charge of the medical aspects in the WSB." she told her. "Good afternoon, Celia." she called out.
"Hello, Tiffany." Celia called back. "Don't forget about our late lunch today at the club."
"I won't, darling." she called back. "Celia and Grant have been married for five years. They have three children, Grant Junior, who's four, Griffin who's two, and the baby, Lily, who's eight months." she listed off. "Celia is from very, very old money, and a bit of a ditz, but we all love her."
Felicia smiled. "Sounds like a lovely family." she said. "Do you have any children, Tiffany?"
"Yes." she answered. "Sean and I have two daughters. Amber is fifteen and Ginger is thirteen. They're at that stage where they hate they're parents."
"I'm sorry."
"Oh, it's alright." Tiffany smiled. "Just gives me more time for myself. Anyway why don't you join Celia and I for lunch at the Club?" she offered. "It'll be fun and it will get you out of the house for a little while."
"I don't know..."
"Oh, come on!" she said, energetically. "It will give you a great opportunity to meet the other wives and getting to know your neighbors is very important in a small town like this one."
Felicia smiled. "Okay." she agreed. "You've convinced me."
Dyersburg Country Club
"Celia!" Tiffany said as she made her way across the patio, her arms outstretched. "I'm so glad that you reminded me about lunch today, darling, with all I had going on I would have forgotten."
She hugged her friend. "And what we're you so busy doing?" she asked."Filling in our new neighbor on all the town gossip?"
Tiffany smiled. "Only a little of it so far." she said. "Celia, this is Felicia Jones." she introduced them. "Her husband is Frisco the one working with Duke."
"How nice to meet you." Celia said as she extended her hand. "I'm sure Tiffany has told you all about me."
"Sort of." Felicia smiled innocently. "I met your husband yesterday he was at the entrance when we came in."
"Yes, Grant mentioned that." she said. "Won't you sit down?" she instructed. "I went ahead and ordered a bottle of red wine. I hope that's okay, Tiffany."
"You know me, darling, wine is wine."
All three women had and seat and together they sat in awkward silence for several lingering moments. Moments that felt like centuries.
"Oh look, there's Anna." Celia said looking across the patio. "And Holly."
"Who are Anna and Holly?" Felicia asked. "Other wives?"
"To put it mildly." Tiffany laughed. "Holly and Anna are the wives."
Felicia glanced over at them. "I'm not sure I follow."
"Let us fill you in." Celia insisted. "Anna is married to Duke Lavery, second in command. They've been married for ten years and they have two children, Ally, who's eight, and Dylan, who's six. Anna owns and operates Devane Winery, it's a vineyard about ten miles out of town. She and Holly practically grew up together in England."
"And then there's Holly Sutton Scorpio." Tiffany said. "Holly is married to Robert, the head of the WSB. They've been married for about nine years and they have two children, Jack, who's seven, and Kate, who's five months old. Holly is the main wife. She heads up all the functions, sits on all the boards and is head of the PTA."
"Holly and Anna have been here the longest." Celia told her.
"Are they difficult to get along with?" Felicia asked.
"No." Tiffany smiled. "Not at all. They're both very sweet women, but they are what they are. The main wives."
Celia glanced up to see Holly and Anna coming toward their table. "Prepare yourself." she said. "Here they come."
tbc...