Payback 1/2
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Episode:- Your Sudden Death Question
Pairing:- Jean/Mr Innocent
Rating:- M
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Summary:- I have a feeling that things are about to improve for both of us this weekend and if this is the sort of payback he's going to want I should leave him alone more often with my mad relations.
Author's Note:- I was watching this episode earlier in the week and the fact that Jean has to leave her husband behind at the wedding and that he's not speaking to her because of it set me off imagining what would have happened when she got home that night. Normally it's the perfect situation for me to go for something all out angsty and involving huge rows but today I decided to be nice. So this is basically a couple of chapters of fluffy smut! Enjoy and reviews would be lovely!
"I'm home and I'm still sorry." I know he's home he text me earlier to let me know Chris had dropped him off but it wasn't exactly a fluffy loving message so he's clearly still seething at having been left with my family. I know it was wishful thinking to hope that he might have just gotten over it in the last twenty four hours but a girl can dream right? Now it's a case of waiting to find out what revenge he intends to exact and hope it's not the silent treatment for the rest of the weekend. "I'm really sorry it wasn't that bad was it and we still have tonight and tomorrow left of the bank holiday weekend. I can make it up to you."
"Your Auntie Pat decided to sing "The Lady is a Tramp" at the reception while doing a pole dance around the microphone stand." Oh god clearly no one was keeping an eye on how many glasses of champagne my father's sister was having, more than two and she thinks she's 16 not 76 and no man is safe. "Then you sister decided I needed cheering up because you'd abandoned me and tried to get me to dance to the time-warp." I'm going to kill her she knows he doesn't dance it's all I can do to get him on the floor for a slow dance at the end of the night I swear she did that just to make my life more difficult.
"Oh god I'm so sorry you should have just come home with me and to hell with the hotel booking." I've sat so close to him on the sofa that I'm practically on his lap and am playing with the top buttons of his shirt which would normally be enough to persuade him to forgive me for anything but not this time. He obviously hasn't finished telling me about the horrors of his Saturday night.
"Yeah well I'm not even going to get into how embarrassing it was to go back to the hotel without you to stay in the honeymoon suite. I mean it was supposed to be a late celebration of our 25th wedding anniversary Jean it's bad enough that we couldn't celebrate at the time but to walk out on me when we finally had managed to plan something just wasn't fair. Not to mention the look I got from the receptionist when I came back alone I'm sure she thought I must have done something terrible to you to end up alone when we'd arrived on Friday night like newlyweds." Shit I never even thought about that, I left from the reception and didn't go back to the hotel I just made sure that Chris could drive him home today and ran.
"I should have gone back and got my things and explained that I'd been called into work. Sorry darling I didn't think."
"No you didn't and you definitely should have picked up your things because arriving back to find that black lacy nighty you'd been teasing me with before we left spread out on the bed was worse than everything else out together." Ah see I'd forgotten that I'd left it placed strategically on the bed. It was supposed to be a really special weekend. Our 25th anniversary was last month and we were barely able to find time to have dinner because of our combined schedules so celebrating properly was out of the question. This weekend was supposed to be our way of making it up to each other and the negligee was only one part of what I had planned as he probably now knows since he'd have had to pack my case to bring it home. Oh god this is going to require a lot more making up than I was expecting. Now what do I say? "And don't tell me you just rushed back here and didn't give a single thought to the other things you left behind which you hadn't even told me about. You know Chris was in our room this morning waiting for me when I started packing your case he…."
"Oh my god he didn't see anything did he? Jesus if he did I may need to hunt out the number of the shrink we used before he'll be traumatised for life." He's deliberately letting me stew on the fact our son could have been unexpectedly made aware of some of the more exotic aspects of our sex life. God why didn't he just tell him he'd meet him in the lobby I mean…
"Relax luckily I saw the contents of your suitcase before I had opened it fully and he was at the other side of the room anyway. You didn't tell me you'd planned such an interesting weekend it didn't exactly make it easier that I was coming home to an empty house not knowing if you were going to get away from work at all over the weekend." He's starting to waver I can see it in his eyes if I play this right now we might not miss out on our evening and our day off tomorrow.
"I didn't tell you because it was a surprise I like to surprise you now and then I'm pretty sure that's why we're still planning dirty weekends away even after 25 years. Variety is the spice of life and all that." Yep I'm getting to him now I've taken the clip out of my hair and let if fall around my shoulders and he's trying really hard not to react. He's always loved it when I do that I can't see what's so special about it myself but he sees it as a step toward me changing from senior police officer to seductive wife in true 1970's movie style. "Did you see anything in there you didn't like?"
"Absolutely not the only thing I didn't like was that I was packing your clothes away on top of it all instead of trying it out on you." God now I'm having trouble focusing and he knows it, he knows what it does to me when he runs his fingers down my neck like that. "It really wasn't fair Jeanie I had to drive the whole way home listening to Chris tell me all about his sergeant's exams and how they'd gone and how pleased he was with the way the questions fell and all I thought think about was your case on the back seat of the car and if you were going to get wrapped up in time this weekend for us to spend any time together."
The sash holding my crossover dress closed has been loosened and it's fallen open as he pulls me onto his lap and kneads my breast through the lace of my bra. Damn he's good. I know he's forgiven me now. His pet name for me, the one only he has ever had permission to use, never makes an appearance when he's still cross. Angry make up sex is great and not unusual between us but the simple adding of an "ie" to the end of my name tells me that's not what this is.
"I'd have done anything to make sure we'd not lost the whole weekend I promise." His hands are tracing the skin on my sides and I'm melting he can still do things to me with just a look that I'm sure I should be allowed to arrest him for. "Can you forgive me now for having to abandon you?"
"That depends on whether there's anything in your case of tricks, which I've left upstairs at the end of the bed by the way, that can permanently erase the image of Auntie Pat's pole dance and your parents snogging like teenagers during the slow dances at the end of the night."
"Eww they weren't! I'm not sure I'm in the mood to do anything anymore I might need therapy myself now just to get that image out of my mind." He's laughing and now I need something to take that picture away even more than he does.
"Well imagine how bad it was to actually witness it, I have to say though the fact your sister was hating it even more than me and looked like she was going to throw iced water over them at one stage almost made it worthwhile. I still feel I need some compensation though."
"Well there's always the independent policing board but I'm not sure there's a form to complain about being traumatised by your in-laws and missing out on playing sex games with your wife so I suppose I'll have to think of some way to make it up to you myself." I've slipped off his lap and pulled him to his and feet and he's taken me completely by surprise by scooping me into his arms and heading for the stairs. I have a feeling that things are about to improve for both of us this weekend and if this is the sort of payback he's going to want I should leave him alone more often with my mad relations.
