Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

A/N: So, this story was first created as a one-shot. However, I do have a storyline to continue, so if you guys find it interesting and want to know what happen next, I'll publish the second chapter. If you guys don't, I'll leave it as a one shot, and you can let your imagination give the ending to it. Either way, it's fine with me :)

And just so you know, english is NOT my first lenguage,so forgive my grammar and coherence mistakes.Just let me know what's wrong so I can work on it on my next story.

Enjoy!

He had forgotten how difficult it was to be around her like that.

John Casey watched as Eleanor Woodcomb helped Sarah as they tried to decorate the backyard of the rented beach house with white, red and blue flags.

Chuck had insisted he joined them for the 4th July holiday. Casey's immediate answer was "No", but when he found out Chuck had invited Alex as well, and saw how excited she was about it, he agreed.

But at the moment, Casey was regretting his decision. Being around Ellie for one entire weekend was going to be tough. Really tough.

He took a deep breath trying not to think about her, and push the memories of their illicit acts aside. But it was hard with her only a few feet away from him, looking more beautiful than ever in her summer dress.

Ellie, in the other hand, refused to look to the Marine who was staring at her from across the yard. She was doing a great job avoiding him for almost two months now, and she wanted to keep it that way.

"Hey big guy, wanna help me out over here?" Chuck asked from the grill where he was making hot dogs for dinner.

Casey let out a low grunt, and approached Chuck. He got distracted by something the Nerd Herder was talking, while they made a few more hot dogs. But his attention was back on Ellie when he saw Devon approach her.

In the past couple of months, things between her and Devon were not good as they used to be. Even if Ellie hadn't told him, Casey would know that by the surveillance cameras he had on their house.

Actually, things between the Woodcombs hadn't been so good since before Casey and Ellie started their encounters, almost six months ago.

Ellie had already told Casey that she and Devon weren't getting along since her father's death and all the CIA stuff they've been through. They had already asked for the divorce papers, but in the mean time they were keeping the appearances. She and Devon were only together by convenience.

But things seemed worse now. It was noticeable how all the tenderness Devon used to have with Ellie was gone. Far gone.

Enough for other people to realize there was something wrong between them.

Casey felt a small pang of guilt arise in his chest. What if Devon knew about them?

Sure, Devon knew Ellie was seeing somebody else, he just didn't know it was Casey. What if Devon knew about he and Ellie, and that's why he was treating her like that.

It's the only logical reason why his behavior would change like that.

But how could he possibly know? Casey was a trained spy, he knew how to lie to other people, and he knew how to hide de truth. And Ellie was getting good at keeping things to herself too.

So how could he know about them?

"Are you okay?" Chuck's voice brought Casey back from his thoughts.

Casey grunted again as he stepped away from Chuck.

He watched as Devon said something to Ellie, and he could clearly see Ellie's hurt expression.

How dare he do this to her? Casey curled his fists as questioned silently.

Ellie stormed away from him, going into the house. Casey thought about going after her, but he just couldn't. Chuck and Sarah would notice.

"Is Alex coming?" Sarah asked him as she settled the table.

"She should be here soon, I was going to call her right now" he said, seeing an opportunity to be inside the house.

Sarah didn't seem to notice and just smiled and nodded. Casey looked for for Ellie and found her in the kitchen.

"You okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine" she cut him off

"Ellie…" he trailed off, slowly closing the distance between them.

But as his body came near hers, she held a hand to his chest, not allowing him to move any closer.

"No" she said closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Just tell me what's happening" he asked, caressing her cheek.

Ellie couldn't help the shiver that went through her body as he touched her.

She hadn't been touched like that in a while. Not by Devon, that's for sure. And not by Casey, since she had been avoiding him.

His hands went from her cheeks to her soft lips as his fingers traced them slowly.

"What you want from me, John?" she asked in a low, husky voice.

Casey kissed her neck, right under her ear.

"You" he admitted kissing her earlobe, making her shiver again.

"We can't" she whispered

"We never could" he said putting a strand of hair behind her ear "but it never stopped us."

Before Ellie could protest, Casey hoisted her up and settled her onto the sink counter. The action caught her off guard, the physical contact making her a little lightheaded.

Their lips were dangerously close, and Casey's deep blue eyes were staring into hers, lust burning in his irises.

Casey could feel her hesitation, even though he knew it wasn't going to last much longer. He knew she couldn't resist him, just as he couldn't resist her.

With a small sigh, Ellie gave up the internal fight she was having with herself, and closed the gap between them.

Ellie's full soft lips crashed against his, driving him crazy by the second. He deepened the kiss, running his hands up and down her creamy thighs, feeling her soft skin.

Her moans were silenced by the kiss, as Casey took pleasure in swallowing the little noises she was making in the back of her throat. Their tongues were sliding together, fighting for dominance, turning it into a hot, wet tangle.

In that moment, they forgot about everything. The couple of spies sitting in the backyard. The new found daughter about to arrive. The cheated husband in the porch. None of them mattered at that moment. They didn't care if any of them would walk on them kissing; they weren't minding the consequences of it.

The only thing that did matter was them, together, in that instant.

She crossed her legs around him, holding him against her body. Their mouths released from one another and he started kissing her jaw and down her neck, making her moan as he suckled a particular sensitive spot under her ear.

"God, I missed you" he whispered in her ear, making her close her eyes in satisfaction.

"I missed you too" she confessed "a lot".

Casey smiled into her neck, stroking her inner thigh. She let out a relatively loud moan, which Casey managed to muffle with his lips. She ran her hands trough his hair, slightly pulling it. Casey smiled again; he was turning her on.

However, they were prevented from keeping their teasing games by the doorbell.

"John?" a lovable, feminine voice called his name. Casey immediately recognized his daughter's voice.

He broke the kiss, gasping for air.

"Alex?" he asked, more to himself than to the girl standing outside the door.

Ellie uncrossed her legs, and looked away from him. She got down the skin counter and turned her back at him. Casey thought about saying something to her before answering the door, but the insistent sound of the doorbell made him go to his daughter first.

He opened the door to the twenty year old girl who looked so much like him.

"Hey" she said with a small smile, a little uneasy "is it really ok that I'm here?" She questioned.

"Sure, I'm glad you came" he said sincerely "come in".

He guided her through the house, passing by Ellie in the kitchen. She seemed just fine finishing the potato salad. She was good at covering evidences and anything suspicious. Better than he had given her credit for.

"Hey Alex" Chuck said giving her a wide smile when they reached the backyard "you're just in time for dinner" he said putting a plate with hotdogs on the table.

"Sounds great" she answered with a smile, seeming a little more comfortable.

As Sarah started putting the food on the table, Ellie came from the kitchen to help her out.

Seeing that his daughter was integrated with them, he returned his attention to Ellie. But Ellie was just ignoring him, like she had been doing before. He watched as she sat next to Woodcomb, and called everybody to dinner.

Casey sat across her, observing her every move. She seemed uncomfortable near Devon, and Devon looked annoyed by his wife's presence, which was odd, to say the least.

Although Casey was pretty sure he knew why.

But even with the awkwardness of the couple, dinner went through just fine. Casey kept glancing at Ellie a few times over the course of dinner, but fortunately, the act seemed unacknowledged by the rest of the group.

After dinner, they got ready for the fireworks on the beach. Sarah handed them a few blankets and they headed to the beach, searching for a spot in the crowd were they would be able to get a better view of the fireworks. Chuck and Sarah sat ahead, sharing one blanket and covering themselves with the other.

Casey gave his to Alex so she could sit in the sand and not be cold.

"Are you sure you don't need it?" she asked

Casey gave her a small smile.

"I'm a grown man, I'm sure I can handle some sand and the sea breeze"

Alex smiled back at him.

"So, this is how a marine spends the 4th July?" she asked, suddenly curious.

"Ohh no. This is an exception. I usually spend the holyday in DC, go to the memorials, remember some great Americans who served their country with honor".

"Sounds like fun" she said, really meaning it.

Casey was surprised by his daughter's interest in the US army.

"Maybe we could go next year" Casey suggested.

"I would like that" she said.

"And how do you usually spend the 4th July?" Casey returned the question.

She laughed.

"Mom and I cook dinner, nothing special. And then we watch the parade on TV"

"Sounds like fun" he said, quoting her.

"When I was little, she used to tell me stories about you. How great and brave you were, that you were a hero."

"I'm no hero" he said, startled by the girl's confession.

"To me, you are" she said sincerely.

Casey was wondering what he was going to say next, when Alex spoke again.

"She's upset" she stated looking to someone else.

Casey followed her gaze only to see Ellie. She was sitting alone in the sand.

Woodcomb is an ass. He thought to himself. He left her alone.

"Why do you say that?" Casey asked, trying to not look so worried or interested about Ellie.

"You can tell only by looking at her" Alex said looking at Ellie again "she's easy to read, she's transparent. She doesn't hide her feelings".

"Maybe" he said, still trying to sound not so interested.

But he knew she was right, Ellie was exactly like Alex had described her. She didn't hide her emotions; she wanted people to see it, so they would help her. But apparently, nobody was caring enough about her to actually do it.

Once again, Casey felt guilty. Maybe, he was causing her even more pain by being there, and not actually being there. By being with her, but not being with her when she needed him the most.

"It's the husband" Alex continued her analysis, bringing Casey's attention back to her "he's too busy working he can't pay attention to her, and on his free time he prefers to spend it with radical sports, adrenaline and danger, instead of being there to take care of her. It hurts her she's always in second plan"

Casey was surprised and a little proud his daughter was good in reading signs.

"She just needs someone who really cares about her, who considers her the first choice. Someone who can take care of her. Don't you think?"

Casey said nothing for a few seconds, while he looked back to the person in question.

"I guess there's a good deal of truth on what you just said" he admitted.

"Well, there's a reason why I want to apply for psychology in college" she gushed.

"I think you'd be the first student"

"Maybe I will" she said smiling, and turned her attention to the fireworks that had just started.

They watched in silence for the next few moments, until Alex spoke again.

"Would you mind if we called Ellie to sit with us? She seems so lonely"

"Not at all" Casey said trying to sound normal.

But neither of them moved. Alex stared into her father's eyes.

"I barely know her, you don't expect me to go talk to her, do you?" the girl asked.

Casey sighed.

"You right" he said getting up and moving towards Ellie.

Alex smiled to herself. She knew Casey definitely wasn't easy to read. However, she was proud she could see right through him. He was soft when it came to Eleanor Woodcomb. She knew it from the moment she saw how her dad looked at the brunette doctor, that there was something between them.

She tried to hide her excitement as she saw both of them coming.

"Hey" Ellie said, a little nervous.

"Hey" Alex said with a smile, while she strategically moved so Ellie and Casey would sit next to each other. She knew it was wrong, after all Ellie was married. But she just couldn't help herself.

Ellie sat a little uncomfortable next to her, and seemed anxious as Casey sat next to her. Alex started a talk about fireworks and the subject went on, and soon enough, the three of them were laughing of something completely different.

"Hey, Sarah and I were thinking about making a small fire in the backyard so we can have some marshmallows" Chuck said approaching the trio.

"Sounds delicious" Ellie said, turning to her brother.

"We just have one problem, we need to find some wood" Sarah remembered.

"Come on, we can find something to burn" Chuck said

"I can help you" Alex said while getting up.

"I don't think that's a good ide…"

"John, I was a girl scout. I can get some wood without getting hurt" Alex said as she realized he was going to protest.

"I'll take good care of her" Sarah said to her partner.

Chuck, Sarah and Alex went to find some wood, leaving Ellie and Casey alone.

When she was about to get up, he caught her arm, stopping her.

"Don't" he said in a low, deep voice.

She refused to look at him, but sat back in the sand, turning her back at him to avoid eye contact.

"Why are you doing this, Ellie?" he asked.

"Because it's the right thing to do" she whispered.

"Is it because of Devon?"

She snorted. "Devon…This has nothing to do with Devon" she said, turning to finally look at him.

Casey grew worried when he saw the emotion in her eyes. She seemed so vulnerable, so fragile "What's happening, El?" He asked while pulling her closer. She thought about pulling away, but she just couldn't resist him and gave in, leaning against him.

"This has to stop, John…we can't keep doing this" she said in a low voice. But her strong grip on his shirt betrayed her.

"We've been doing this for almost five months…what happened that made you avoid me for the past two months?" he asked, unable to control his frustration.

She sighed and buried her face on his neck.

"Things are different now…"she trailed off.

"How are things different?" he tried to persuade her.

But when she looked at him with a tortured expression, he gave up; she seemed to be suffering, and he didn't want to add more pain to her distress.

"Just hold me" she asked, an in need tone in her voice.

Casey held her tighter, trying to make her feel better. They didn't say anything for the next few minutes, but when Casey felt she was calmer, he loosened his grip on slowly caressed her cheek, and Ellie closed her eyes to the feeling of his touch.

Casey kissed her cheek, her jaw, her lower lip, causing her to immediately open her mouth, allowing their tongues to meet. Their kiss was slow, deep and passionate.

It was so intense Ellie felt safe in his arms. For the first time in the pass feel weeks, it was like nothing bad could happen to her.

It felt so good to be with him, it felt right.

But is not, Eleanor. And you know it. She thought to herself.

That thought made her pull her lips away from his.

"This is wrong" she said.

"To me, it felt amazingly right" he said in response.

"It is…but it's complicated now"

"Why?" he asked, trying to understand the reason why she was avoiding him "what made it so complicated?"

Ellie whimpered and didn't answer. She seemed to be getting nervous by the second.

"Ellie…" he tried again.

She just whined, trying to hold back some tears. Casey was alarmed by the sight of tears; he did not know how to deal with a crying woman. Especially Ellie.

"El, calm down…" he said pulling her next to him again, and rubbed her back soothingly. Ellie looked almost physically ill.

But she didn't break down as he expected her to do; she just sat there with her face buried in his neck, as he ran his hand trough her hair.

As he heard Chuck, Sarah and Alex approaching, he gently pulled away from her, trying to not let any evidence about their intimacy.

"Hey guys" Chuck said "we found what we needed" he said with a smile "who wants some marshmallows?"

"Ellie, are you okay?" Sarah asked looking at her sister in law, noticing she looked saddened.

"Yeah, I'm fine...I was just telling John about this woman who came to the ER the other day, and she had this huge industrial needle on her thumb. And the memory just gave me the creeps."

By the expression of the CIA agent, she was fooled by Ellie's excuse, which surprised Casey.

"I hate needles" Alex said with a shudder.

"Hey, guys, let's forget about needles, we have marshmallows" Chuck reminded them.

They went back to the house and Casey and Chuck started de fire as the girls were putting the marshmallows in sticks. They sat around the fire; Casey in between Alex and Ellie.

"Where's Devon?" Chuck asked, unacquainted of his sister's marital problems.

"He's…" she trailed off. She had no idea what her husband was doing.

"He's watching the game, I guess. I just saw him in the living room when I went to get the marshmallows" Alex interfered.

"Ahh… well, Awesome always prefer basketball to marshmallows" Chuck said naively. Ellie tried not to look hurt by her husband's actions.

But there were so many things about him and Casey going through her mind that her head was spinning, so she decided to call it for the night earlier than the others.

Casey gave her a worried look when she got up, but she walked away without looking straight to him again. He sighed and turned his attention back to his daughter, who was telling about her college plans. Alex seemed to be a very decided, strong girl, and Casey was proud of his daughter's self-determination.

The time Casey spent learning more about his daughter kept him from thinking about Ellie. But when the girl left, and he, Chuck and Sarah had cleaned up the backyard, Casey found himself unable to sleep.

He was rolling over the bed for almost one hour; the only thing in his mind was the brunette doctor only a few doors away from his room.

Her beautiful body against his. Her soft skin. Her full lips. Her moaning in his ear. His hands running over her body.

The memories of them together were driving him crazy. He needed her, and she needed him. Then why was she running away from him?

Woodcomb knows.

It was the only explanation for her behavior.

Casey got out of bed to get a glass of water. Or maybe some liquor, he thought to himself. Maybe some Black Label would do the job.

However, he got into the kitchen to find Ellie standing there; hands in the sink, her back to the door where he was standing.

Casey wasn't the only sleep deprived person in the house. Ellie just couldn't sleep.

Even with Devon sleeping in the small couch they had in the room, she still couldn't manage to close her eyes and rest. Because every time she closed her eyes, the image of a Marine came to her mind.

His strong hands over her body. His blues eyes burning with desire. His lips kissing her jaw and neck, before capturing her lips in his, starting a searing kiss.

"Ellie?" That strong, beautiful voice brought her back from her thoughts.

She stiffened when realized he was there.

"Are you okay?" he asked seeing her reaction to him.

"Just got thirsty" she said quickly. She shifted her weight, clearly uncomfortable.

Casey took a moment to look at her body. She was wearing a Victoria's Secret pajamas that consisted in a thin tank top and small shorts. The clingy fabric hugs her body showing her beautiful curves.

"What do you want?" she asked, sounding a little ruder than she intended.

"Got thirsty, just like you"

She nodded her head and still didn't move from her position.

"Ellie, we can't keep avoiding each other like that" he said in a firm tone "let's just talk about it and find a decent solution".

"You right" she said.

Casey realized that she was tense, that something was off, because she hadn't looked at him yet.

"Ellie, look at me" he asked, but she didn't move "Look at me" he tried again.

"Just go away" she pleaded, still not moving from her position.

"No" he said in a rough tone "Look. at. me" he demanded.

Defeated, she took a deep breath and turned to stare at him. Their eyes met and Casey saw thick tears forming in her green orbs.

"What's wrong?" he asked unaware of the reason why she was crying.

But when he moved towards her, his eyes fell to her body and he stared at her stomach. He stepped away, his eyes still fixed in her small, almost imperceptible baby bump.

"Y-you…You're…" he tried to say something, but he couldn't think.

Ellie just nodded, as she let out the tears she had been holding back.

Casey exhaled out loud "You're pregnant".

A/N: So, what you guys think? Should I continue or just leave it that way? And thanks for reading :)