Disclaimer: I only own the Trips and my wild imagination that Bobby and Alex are married and have Triplets!
A/N ... So ... It's that time ... almost the Fourth of July, my favorite holiday. This is just a quick little intro to the next Goren holiday. Hope you all enjoy it.
Chapter one : Breaking News
Bobby's Big Blastin Fourth of July
Breaking News …
Major Case Detective Robert Goren was killed tonight in the line of duty … he was shot to death by his former partner Alexandra Eames. Detective Goren had been suspended from the force and was placed undercover when …
Alex woke up from her nightmare … she was crying and screaming Bobby's name.
"What … what happened? What time is it? Do we have a call?"
Bobby wiped the sleep out of his eyes and scratched his head. He looked at the clock on his night stand. Alex wrapped her arms around him, she was shaking. That's when he realized that she was having a nightmare … the nightmare.
"Bobby, hold me … don't let go."
"I'm right here, honey … safe and sound."
"Don't go to work tomorrow … lets stay home … you me and the Trips … please."
"Alex … eight months is a long time. If your going to have the nightmare during this pregnancy too … we're going to have to learn to deal with it. I can't keep calling in sick because of a premonition."
"It's not a premonition, Bobby. It almost really happened!"
He sunk back down in their bed taking her with him. He rubbed her back and tried his best to calm her down.
"Nothing is going to happen to me … I have the best partner in the world watching my back. If I were you, I'd be more worried about the big event coming up in less than a week now."
He was trying to get her mind on another subject.
"Big event? What big event?"
"I came up with a name for our Fourth of July celebration."
"Oh God … okay, let me hear it."
"Bobby's Big Blastin Fourth Of July!"
"That's a little egotistical … isn't it? You do have a family and it's getting larger by the day." Alex points to her 'baby bump.'
"I'm the one that's lighting the fireworks."
"I guess this will be my last pregnancy then."
Bobby rolls his eyes. "My penis will be fine … I'll wear a cup if it will make you feel better."
"Just in case something goes wrong … do you think you could use it on me now? It will help me go back to sleep."
"You mean, you want … Bobby's Big Blastin …"
"Just take off those boxers, pyro!"
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Yup ... I made her preggers again. After all, he is a stud muffin! Stay tuned ... more 4th of July Fireworks to come!